"Ibrahim aapko nhi lgta h ki aapko ek baar Shehnaaz se Baat karni chahiye". Rozal suggested looking at her husband who was loosing his shits from the last night.
"nhi... Koi zaroorat nhi h". He dismissed her.
"zaroorat h Ibrahim... Aapko bhi pta h bhot zarurat h... Ye kya kar rahe h aap.. Kis liye kr rahe h.... Humare future k liye... Aapko kya sachme essa lgta h ki humara future secure nhi h... Mujhe ek reason btaiye kyu lgta h aapko essa... Kyuki bhaijaan k pass abbu ki party h.... Aree aap ye bhi to sochiye ki jb jb Humein zarurat padi h.. Sab khade rahe h humare liye... Sab... To ye property waali cheez zaruri nhi thi... ". Rozal pointed out.
" zaruri thi.. Mujhe bheekh nhi maangni h kisike bhi aage... Or apna haq maangna galat nhi h... Rahi Baat Shehnaaz ki to usne ye jo kia h apni marzi se kia h to mujhe mt bolo.. ". Ibrahim rebuked.
" aap selfish ho rahe ho". With that Rozal left the room.
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"Danish sahab do kal voting shuru hojaayegi..... Mujhe lagta h ek baar aapko aavam k Saath Baat krni chahiye". One the mister suggested baba sahab.
"or m essa kyu karunga". Baba sahab replied puffing his cigar completely disinterested in the conversation.
"kyuki Iss baar mujhe shaq h.... Aavam ko chote nawab pasand aarhe h.... Vo pichle kuch wakt se vo or unki begum bhot Saare NGO or gareebon ki bhot madad kar rahe h... Or Iss sab ki vajeh se logo ko vo pasand aarhe h..... Sabse badi Baat jbse chote nawab n Junaid ki party join ki h tbse ye sab or zyada hogya h". The minister spoke reluctantly, he knew that Danish Raza didn't like to lose.
" Vo nhi jeetega..... Pichle 80 saalo se Lucknow m ek hi party rahi h vo thi Raza khandaan ki.... Or ye badalne waala nhi h...."
" or koi badal bhi nhi sakta h isko... Sidharth bhi nhi..... Usne bhot ghamand se uss Junaid ki ko chuna apne vaalid k upar... To bss kho dega vo election k din apna sab kuch.... Tumhein pta h kya karna h.... Mujhe dubara btane ki zarurat to nhi h". Baba sahab shot minister a pointed glare.
"nhi nhi sahab... Hojaayega sab aap fikr na kare.... Ab m chalta hu.... Khuda haafiz". He said only to get a nod from baba sahab.
"jeet to nhi paaoge tum sher mujhse kabhi bhi nhi". He smirked still puffing his cigarette.
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Shehnaaz was sitting with Zubiya ji in her room talking about some sort of dress.
"areee vo kapda acha nhi hota h... Mere Paas tha mujhe vo bhot chubta tha". Zubiya ji spoke.
"hainaaaa mujhe bhi nhi pasand vo bilkul bhi..... Esse kaate kaate lagte h usme.... Or vo hi kapda meri phupho n ammi or mujhe dono ko dia h.... Aaj bhi essa ka essa hi rakha h... Or phupho itna muh banati h na ki unka dia hua kapda Humne abhi tk nhi pehna... Areee aapne diya to lia na Humne ache se ye esse baar baar kyu puchna ki kab pehnoge kb pehnoge..". Shehnaaz just shook her head.
" ye rishtedaar esse hi hote h.. Ajeeb". Zubiya ji said completely agreeing with her daughter in law.
"Hnnn... Mujhe bhi nhi pasand". Shehnaaz smiled at her.
"Hmmmmm..... Khush raha kr bache...". Zubiya ji slowly caressed Shehnaaz face suddenly taking her by surprise.
"m to khush hi hu ammi.. Aap esse kyu puch rahi ho". Shehnaaz kept her hand above Zubiya ji's hand and asked her.
"ammi ko pta hota h uska bacha kb pareshan h or kb khush.... Sidharth se bhi Baat nhi kr rhi h... Or vo bhi vapas esse bekaar se mood m ghoom raha h.... Samjh aajaata h". Zubiya ji spoke softly.
"huhhhhh.... Kuch nhi ammi... Aapka beta Pagal h bss". Shehnaaz said dramatically with a loud sigh making Zubiya ji laugh.
"khud ko dekha kabhi". They both turned toward the source of voice only to find Sidharth leaning against the doorframe with his hand crossed against his chest.
"aapse to behtar hi hu m". Shehnaaz said.
"vo dikh hi raha h...". He replied sarcastically.
"to dekh lo". She twisted her mouth looking at him.
On the other hand Zubiya ji looked at the two adults infront of her who were fighting like a five year old.
"dekhna hi padega... Option nhi h mere pass". He rebuked coming toward them and lying on Zubiya ji's lap.
"hawwwwwwww.... Matlb kya h aapka... Or options chahiye aapko... Zyada over nhi kr rahe ho aap...". Shehnaaz glared at him.
"nhi". He smirked at her making her gasp.
"ek min... Ammi aap btao". She looked at Zubiya ji with big eyes.
"m Pehle hi roo rahi thi.... Fir ye aadmi.. Aapka beta mujhpe chillaya kyuki m roo rhi thi..... Kya logic h Iss Baat ka... Ajeeb Insaan.. Or fir maafi bhi nhi maangi ammi". She complained like a little school girl.
"hnnn... To tum chup nhi horhi thi to m kya karta..".
"to chillaoge merepe"
"hnnn"
"kyuuuu"
"kyuki roote huye nhi dekhta hu apni biwi ko". Sidharth said looking directly into her eyes making her quite. The intensity in his eyes were enough to burn the fire in her body.
"tumhara acha h ladna bhi h... Fikr bhi krni h....m chali bahar... Mujhe mujhe ye chote bacho ki ladai or nhi dekhni". With that Zubiya ji exited the room knowing well that they need privacy.
After their fight Sidharth was angry and frustrated but when his anger went down he thought about the situation again. She was emotionally frustrated and he shouted on her then she said something which hurted him but it was fine, he also said a lot of things to her in anger, so it was all fine. They were husband and wife and these fights were going to happen.
"fir bhi roote huye Insaan pe nhi chillana chahiye". Shehnaaz said in a low voice. His words affected her.
"Sorry..aage se nhi hoga". He apologized sitting up on the bed.
"Hmmm... Hona bhi nhi chahiye". With that she flipped her hair got out of bed and went into the washroom leaving a smiling Sidharth behind.
He loves his wife way too much to let his ego come in between them.
