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It was afternoon when Izzah was waiting for him to pick her up. He had earlier messaged her,

'Aadhe ghante late aaunga main aaj. Mere bagair ghar mat jaana.'

She sighed seeing the time, it was almost an hour now. Just then she saw Sahil coming out of the cafe near the college, her grip on her college vala bag tightened as she corrected the pink dupatta on her head, looking into other direction.

"Arey, shouhar miyan nahi aaye aapke aaj? Kahin unka bhi toh mann nahi bhar gaya is bad-kirdaar ladki se?"

Sahil taunted raising his eyebrows as he stood near her making her take a few steps away from him.

Tears brimmed her hazel eyes hearing bad-kirdaar but she zipped her mouth shut, not wanting to interact with him and give hawa to the rumours flying about them.

"Arey itna dur kyun bhagne lagi ho mujhsey? Shouhar ne kuch zyada hi khouf baitha diya kya tumhare zehen main?" Sahil's lips curved into a smirk as he spat those bitter words with a laugh.

"Khuda ke liye mera peecha chodh do Sahil. Mainey tumhe hazar dafa kaha hai ki jo hua so ho gaya. Main maafi bhi maang rahi hoon tumhe dhokha dene ke liye magar ab mere ek shouhar hai jo mujhe behad hi aitbaar ke saath college aane dete hain in sab ke bavjood. Humare rishtey aur mujh par buri nazar na dalo." Izzah pleaded making Sahil scoff,

"Tum par itne din waste karne ka yeh sila diya hai mujhey? Ek toh kabhi qareeb aane nahi diya is dou mahine main, kehti thi nikaah ke baad aur nikaah bhi kisi aur se kar liya. Wah bhai maan gaye Izzah tumko aur tumahari us ghatiya muhabbat ko."

With this Sahil left her way making her sigh in relief but she couldn't help but think about her muhabbat towards Sahil...

Was muhabbat towards him so kamzor that she didn't even feel it now or her rishta with Haidar so strong in such less waqt that it made her forget the so called ghatiya muhabbat so easily?

Just then she heard a car honk snapping her out of her bebuniyad khayalat.

Tucking the hair strand behind her ear she fastly sat on the passenger seat and bid her salaam to him making him nod curtly towards her direction.

No return-salaam for me aaj?

She thought glancing at his formal attire clad body which was taut with anger whilst his knuckles were white indicating he was in the mood of gussa today so she quietly sat like a bheegi billi not wanting to be the qurbani of his gussail rawaiya as she loved her dear zindagi enough.

Soon they reached the haweli and in the safar he didn't glance at her once and after reaching he made her descend the car baahar only and left with in a lamha making her frown at her mizaaji shouhar.

Inhe aur inke mizaaj khuda hi samjhe. She told in her mind stepping inside the haweli and was greeted by her bhaiyon ki paltan.

"Itni der kyun hui Izza? Sab khairiyat toh tha aaj college main?" Ezaz questioned startling her as she just nodded her head feeling tears clog her throat remembering what actually happened aaj.

Ezaz Bhai was her saviour always whether from boys or from her own shaitaaniyan but Bushra made Izzah realise that Ezaz was only trying to control her zindagi because she was a ladki.