ISHQ

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Izzah sniffled fearing his gussa and narazgi but being terrified of him started murmuring lowly,

"Usne mera jabardasti haath thama. Mujhey zabardasti chhua, mujhey bohot ganda feel hua. Mere na kehne ke bavjood mujhey baar baar pareshan karta hai... Mera yaqeen karein aap main sach keh rahi hoon, mainey usse saaf-saaf kaha tha ki dur rahe, ab mera nikaah ho gaya hai aur main talluq nahi rakhna chahti usse magar... Please mera yaqeen karein..."

Her voice cracked as tear after tear trickled down her face.

Haidar softly patted her hair making her lean on his chest as her slow cries turned into loud sobs as she let out all her khauf and pareshani in her shouhar's arms feeling mahfooz.

Whilst Haidar felt sukoon hearing her tell him the actual reality of the photograph he received from an anjaan shaks in which Sahil held Izzah's hand. Not to mention he saw Izzah talking to Sahil when he came to receive her adding ghee in fire of his jalan.

"Bas bas ho gaya Izzay. It's okay. Mujhe tum par aitbaar hai." Haidar cooed gently making Izzah sob louder in relief.

"Aap sach main mujh par aitbaar kar rahe hain?" She confirmed wiping her running nose with the back of her hand making him scrunch his nose but he nodded,

"Izzah jaanta hoon tum aisi ladki nahi ho. Tum nikaah jaise pak rishtey ki izzat rakhogi, yeh jaanta hoon main. Beshak mangani ko tumne halke main liya hoga magar nikaah ko nahi logi, hain na?" He asked making her nod her head like a child.

"Aur ab mujhey puri baat batao," He ordered, his face expressions turning stern.

Haidar's jaw was clenched, his hands enclosed around her waist tightly as his eyes burned with unadulterated rage with each word Izzah told him.

"Tum ab bata rahi ho mujhey!" He scolded making her hide herself in his arms.

"Maaf kar dein," she apologized earnestly making him nod,

"Magar agli dafa aisa kuch ho toh mujhey agle hi pal khabar mil Jani chahiye, samjhi?"

"Jee,"

"Aur fikra na karon main us khilone Sahil aur uske pillon ko dekh lunga," He added with his eyes turning dark as he thought about all the purana hisab he had to clear with that khilouna whilst Izzah looked elated with this as she further added,

"Aap us kamine, jaahil, gawar, badtameez aur kamzarf insaan ko accha sabak sikhaiyega."

Haidar looked rather amused by his biwi's antics.

"Muhabbat hazam ho gyi saari?" He couldn't help himself from taunting making her hazel eyes brim with tears of regret and guilt.

He was afsosmand the moment he saw those tears shining in her beautiful eyes. They dug right into his dil.

"Aap na.. mujhey maaf kardein. Main sach main bohot sharminda hoon. Mainey bohot badi galti kar di aapko thukra kar." She let out digging her face in his chest making him inhale sharply.

He had waited so long to hear this.

This.

That she regretted her faisla of choosing that khilouna over him.

He let this feeling sunk in as his hold on her tightened further urging her to continue.

His insecure dil needed to hear more.

"Aap na... Aap na bohot acche hain. Main hi pagal aur kam akal thi. Maaf kar dein?"

"Maaf Kiya." He mumbled kissing her forehead making her cheeks tint pink.