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"Sidharth aapse kuch maangu m" Shehnaaz spoke combing her hair after taking a bath.
"Hmmm bolo" he turned toward her as he was taking out his clothes from the cupboard.
"jisne bhi ye kiya h abbu k Saath mujhe vo chahiye mere Saamne..." her eyes had fire in them. Everybody was so concerned about Junaid ji's health that they somewhere forgot that somebody shot him.
"Shehnaaz.... Ye asaan nhi h itna..." Sidharth didn't wanted her to get involved in these things.
"Sidharth please mujhe pta h m kya krne waali hu..... Kisiko maarne nhi waali hu bss mujhe vo Insaan apne Saamne chahiye jisne mere abbu k Saath essa kiya h" she wanted that person who shot her father at any cost.
Her father was someone who never never had any kind of rivalry from anyone. Even in the business world he didn't had any rivalry from anyone but now the only rival he had was Danish Ali Raza aka baba sahab and she really didn't want to make assumptions because her one wrong assumption could ruin everything.
"hmm... Fikr Mt karo.... M dhundhunga uss Insaan ko" He assured her.
"Hmmm.... Shukriya... Aap... Ab nahane jaaye... M ammi k Paas jaakr breakfast lagwaati hu or lunch pack karalu?" she asked him.
"Hmmm... Karwaalo kyuki hospital se Baar baar idhar udhar Jaana kisina kisi cheez k liye bhot tiring hojayega.... So karva lo" saying this Sidharth took his clothes and went inside the washroom.
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"tu mera strong bacha h...... Fikr na kr beta kuch nhi hoga abbu ko...... Allah sab theek kr dega.. Dekhna tu" Zubiya whispered caressing Shehnaaz hair as she hugged her.
"hmm ammi dua karein.... Bss abbu jald se jald theek hojaaye" Shehnaaz said breaking the hug.
"aap bataiye aapki tabyat kaisi h..... Aap bhi ajeeb si ho rhi ho kyuki" Shehnaaz asked her making Zubiya ji laugh at her words.
"m bilkul bhi ajeeb nhi ho rhi hu.... Pagal ladki.... M theek hu... Aaja kitchen m chalte h..... Khaana ban gya hoga abhi tk..... dining table nhi set krni h...." Zubiya ji held her hand and dragged Shehnaaz with her from her room.
"hnn.. Hnn... Bilkul theek h aap....tabhi to aaj khana aapne nhi banaya h na... Vrna khaana humesha aap banati h or Baaki log Sirf madad krte h". Shehnaaz asked her as Zubiya dragged her.
"m to teri vajeh se nhi bana rahi hu...." she said and Shehnaaz stopped in her track.
"kyaaaaa" she exclaimed
"or kya jb tu apne liye stand le sakti h to m bhi le sakti hu.... Vaise bhi uss aadmi ki vajeh se apni puri zindagi barbaad krdi..... Ab nhi.... Usne hi kaha tha ki m Khaana banaya karu.. Esse raha karu... Vaise kara karu..... Pr nhi Shehnaaz ab nhi...... Bhot choti thi jb nikkah hogya tha.. Shayad teri umar ki.. Or jabse apne liye jeena hi bhool gyi.... Sabkuch saha.. Sab kuch.. Maar peet... Gaali.... Bezati sab kuch.... Ab nhi hoga mujhse..... Tujhe dekhke himmat milti h.... Mera bacha kitna strong h "Zubiya she said looking exactly nowhere
" ammiiiiiii "Shehnaaz just just hugged her tightly with tears in her eyes.
" abhi kaam krna h jldi jldi khatam krte" and Zubiya again started dragging a smiling Shehnaaz.
"Khaana ban gya na" Zubiya ji asked entering the kitchen.
"ji" the maid replied.
"hmm.... Tum serve karo Inko casseroles m hum bahar dining table theek krte h". Zubiya ji said.
