Filmon ki Tarah| Completed ✔️

Chapter 3. (Haya or Behaya)| ہیا یہ بےہیا

"Hasan ka call aaya tha, Haya wapas aarahi", Maa Begum announced at the dinner table, Mahjabeen was sitting beside Anwar while Murtasim was on the left of Maa Begum who sat on the head of the table.

"London se kab wapas aayi woh?" Anwar enquired his face was brightened up, Haya was like a daughter to him after her parent's demise he had always felt pity for the girl. She had grown up in this house like Maa Begum's daughter, and was really invested in her studies so he had sent her to London for her PHD.

"Kal raat ko, abhi filhaal Hyderabad mai hai", she replied adjusting her scarf as she rolled her eyes. Maryam her only daughter had left the house for no reason, she complained how suffocating it felt to live here. As a mother Maa Begum had done everything for her, but Maryam had walked over her as soon as she got the chance and ran away to Hyderabad. Haya and Maryam lived in the same apartment complex, the two of them were closer than a real sibling, Maryam shared more things with Haya than she did with Murtasim. And because of that Maa Begum hated Haya's guts, so much so that she had denied Haya and Murtasim's marriage. She didn't want that girl to sway her son like she swayed her daughter. Maa Begum wanted an innocent girl as her daughter in law, and Mahjabeen was that girl.

"Mahjabeen tumhara aur Murtasim ka nikah ek mah baad hoga", She declared making Mahjabeen drop her spoon under the table. Mahjabeen apologised and tried to look for her cutlery but couldn't find it.

"Raza Mahjabeen ke liye chammach lana", Maa Begum ordered not wanting her to go under the table and embarrass herself.

" Ji Begum sahiba"

"Maa Begum mujhe ye shaadi nhi karni na Mahjabeen ko", Murtasim announced and stood up, he didn't want his mother to make such an important decision of his life.

"Tum kaha jaarhey ho?" Maa Begum asked she didn't like how he stood up from the table before her, Murtasim was slowly turning into Maryam and she hated that.

"Haya ko lene, akele aana theek nhi hoga uska", He explained and Anwar nodded but Maa Begum stopped him.

"Mahjabeen tumhare saath jayegi", She ordered the girl who was in the middle of her breakfast looking confused whether to join him immediately or finish her breakfast first but Maa Begum answered her query.

"Abhi", the poor girl gulped down her tea and grabbed two toasts before following him.

As they reached the car Murtasim signalled her to wait.

"Pehle tum khaalo phir chalenge", He said as he leaned on the car.

"Car mai baithtey haina tum AC on kardena", she suggested to which he immediately shook his head.

"Nahi idhar hi khatam karo", He ordered not even sparing her a glance.

"Tumhare ghar mai sab itne gussail kyun hai, ye mat karo, Murtasim ke saath jao, waha nhi baitho, idhar na jao, shaadi na karo ya Allah! Mai toh tang aagayi hu", She complained while munching her toast angrily. He glanced at her and shook his head.

"Maa Begum se kaho ye sab, mere saamne hi mu khulta hai tumhara", He retorted while putting on his shades.

"Haan kyuki aap mere dost hai Maa Begum nhi", She replied sweetly, taking the last bite of the toast. Murtasim passed her a tissue as she awkwardly tried to rub off the grease from her palm.

"Issi tarah rahogi toh dost se shohar ban jaunga", He said and gave her a sarcastic smile before getting inside the driver's seat.

Mahjabeen stood there, her anger rising as she stared at him across the tinted screen. A minute passed before he lowered the screen and said.

"Aisehi dekhti rahengi aap ya andar bhi aana hai?"

Mahjabeen wanted to wipe that silly grin off his face but curbed in the anger, and got in the car. They were enveloped in silence Mahjabeen didn't say anything throughout the first hour, Murtasim kept glancing at her but the anger in her eyes didn't went away throughout the drive.