Tere Bin- Beautiful Moments

The Most Awaited Night

Hello! Hello! I'm back with another chapter for the most awaited night of Meerasim we wished to witness but we couldn't. Last week before the so-called consensual episode aired, my friend Akanksha and I tried to put some thought to make our mood better and be positive about it. This is all based on what we were expecting and how it should have been. 

English is not our first language, so please ignore if there are any mistakes. Do give it a read and share your views on it. Thanks in advance! Happy reading!

Meerab's POV:

The moment she saw Haya back hugging her husband, she lost her temper. With angry steps, she went towards her, turned her around, and slapped her.

"Besharam, Behuda, Kamzarf, Badkirdar Arurat. Tumhari himmat kese hui mere kamre main aakar, mere shohar ko is tarah se chune ki? Chli jao yaha se! Isse phle ki mai tumhe dhakke mar ke yaha se nikalu, chali jao!"

Her temper was rising with each second. She couldn't believe that Haya would stoop this low to come to their bedroom and pull such a disgusting stunt. She knew Haya is a vile woman, but this much, she never thought. She should have punished her before so that she knew what place she has in this house.

"Tumhari himmat kese hui, Meerab? Mujhe thappad marne ki. Aur tum mujhpe aise ilzaam nahi lga skti, mujhe Murtasim ne bulaya tha." Haya said knowing Meerab will believe her lies. Murtasim got shocked on listening to Haya and said, "Ye tum kya bakwas kar rhi ho Haya. Mene tumhe kab bulaya?"

He focused his attention to Meerab and said, "Meerab tum iski batein mat suno. Mene ise yaha nahi bulaya. Main yaha tumhare kehne pe aya tha. Tumne parchi bhijwai thi aur mujhe hmare kamre main bulaya tha. Trust me Meerab, mujhe nhi..."

Meerab interrupted him by showing her palm. She looked at Haya with all the hatred she had till now. She went towards her with slow yet angry steps, grabbed her by the elbow, and dragged her out of their room.

"Ye hai tumhare asli jagah. Aur khabardar jo aainda mere shohar ke aas pass bhi dikhi toh aankhe noch lungi main tumhari. Aur ek baat kaan khole ke sun lo tum. MURTASIM MERA SOHAR HAI AUR QAYAMAT TAK MERE SOHAR HI RAHEGA." Meerab warned her and closed the door on her face.

Murtasim who went afterward to Meerab when she was dragging Haya out of their room was shocked to hear her. He was looking at her with love because in the heat of an argument, she had finally accepted him as her HUSBAND.

She turned around and got startled by looking at him there in front of her. But she composed herself and went towards their room angrily by ignoring his presence.

Murtasim followed her inside and said, "Meerab! Meri baat suno. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki wo Haya hai. Mujhe laga tum ho."

"Meerab! Meerab! Meerab!" he started calling her name loudly when she didn't respond. They were in their room now, near the bed. Listening to his loud voice, Meerab turned around and grabbed his collar.

"Kya sunu main? Kuch sunne ke liye baki reh gaya hai ab?" She seethed with anger."Khud ko mera SHOHAR khte ho aur mujhme aur Haya me fark nahi kar paye? Apni biwi aur ek parayi aurat ke chune ka fark nahi malum tumhe?" She started pushing him backward with her hands.

"Meerab! Tum..." He started going backward with her push. "Meerab suno toh... Meerab!" She didn't let him speak, grabbed his collar again, and pulled him towards her.

"Parchi mili thi. Acha dikhao kha hai wo parchi? Hmm... Dikaho!" She asked with authority. Murtasim started to check the pocket of his kurta and coat but he couldn't find it. He looked at her pleading her to believe him.