Vasl pt 3

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ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।

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"Stop the car Ayzaan!" 

Mayza yelled at him, Ayzaan stopped the car very harshly and then looked at her with the rage in his eyes. 

"What you think of me ayza? Tell me did you think that i will do something inappropriate with you, tell me ayza what you think?" 

He yells at her, her heart skipped a beat listening 'ayza' from his mouth after a long time. His eyes were showing the hurt. 

"Why you said that we are husband and wife?" 

As soon as the words left her mouth, Ayzaan chuckled, Mayza glared at him. 

"Pasand karti ho mujhe?" 

Ayzaan questioned her and gazed at her softly, Mayza looked at him, she gulped, she wasn't understanding what she has to say. 

"Tumhe isse kya farq parta hai?"

She said with those painful eyes. 

"Farq parta hai ayza, parta hai, tmhe rote hue nahi dekh sakta, pata nahi kyu, khush dekhna chahta hai tmhe mein. Janta hun ajeeb lag raha hoga tumhe ye sab sunte wein lekin haan khona nahi chahta tmhe mein aur nahi paana chahta hun." 

He said looking at her with a painful smile, Mayza took a shaky breath and looked outside the car, few drops of tears fell from her eyes, ayzaan glanced at her before starting the car. He drove his car to his warehouse, mayza stepped outside the car, she looked at his warehouse, it was huge, it's design was fascinating and she could see the thousands of guards there. 

He stepped inside the warehouse and she followed him behind, he stopped when she saw a old lady in her 70's approaching them. 

"Assalamualaikum Bee-jaan."

Ayzaan greeted her with a polite smile. 

"Walekum assalam, Bache. Kese ho?" 

Bee-jaan asked him, he smiled at her, Bee-jaan's eyes approached mayza she observed the girl and then smiles at her. 

"Ye kon hai ayzaan?" 

Bee-jaan asked him, Ayzaan glanced at Mayza and bit back a smile which was forming on his lips. 

"Ek azeez shakhsiyat hai Bee-jaan." 

Ayzaan said with a smile, Mayza shook her head, Bee-jaan came forward to her and patted her head lovingly.

"Bache Allah apko hamesha apne hifazat mein rakhe aur aapki duniya ki har khush dein."

Bee-jaan blessed her, Mayza's eyes shinned at her, her heart fluttered by the beautiful dua Bee-jaan had gave her. She smiled at her. 

"Chaliye jaake ab aap dono araam kar lijiye raat kafi ho gayi hai."

Bee-jaan said Ayzaan asked him to show mayza her room, Bee-jaan politely took the offer and showed mayza her room.

Mayza took a cold shower, she needed peace now, wearing a navy blue suit along with its red contrast dupatta which Bee-jaan gave her. She took a few steps towards the Prayer mat and made it spread in the direction where qibla lies.

She performed her salah, her head bowed in sujood, she felt some peace with her creator, she knew her rab is always there for her, he listened to her every dua, even he listened to those dua's whom she didn't speak and kept it in her heart. She knew Allah is enough for her and this made her heart feel relax. Folding her prayer mat she kept it on the sofa, she took al-quran which she had taken from Bee-jaan.

She recited Surah Duha, it's the 93rd surah the quran, Allah subhana wa ta'ala revealed it at a time when our Prophet sallallahu alayhi wasallam was depressed, to soothe him. For the man who suffered the most in this world, it was something very soothing.

Whenever she was depressed or she needed a peace of heart she would recite this Surah. After reading the quran she closed it and kissed it and then she placed it on her chest. Her heart was in relax know, she kept the quran at the drawer very carefully and blew some dua's on herself before retiring to sleep, it's been a hectic day for her and she needed some sleep know.

Ayzaan was sitting in the garden of his warehouse, he was smoking a cigarette, he wasn't understanding what is happening. Why he had said to Mayza that she is his wife, even he clearly knew that this is was a lie. He gasped when someone kept the hand on his shoulder, he looked back and saw Bee-jaan standing there, he threw the ciggerate in the dustbin and then gestured Bee-jaan to sit.

"Aap soyi nahi abhi tak?"

Ayzaan questioned her, Bee-jaan smiled at his concern.

"Nahi bete, neend nhi aa rahi thi balcony mein se apko dekha bhot pareshan lag rahe thain socha apki pareshani ki wajh puch lu."

Bee-jaan said, Ayzaan chuckled at her.

"Bee-jaan pareshani ki wajh mujhe khud nahi pata hai, dil usse khona nahi chahta pata nahi kyu."

Ayzaan said, he was messed up because of him emotions, he wasn't in love with her but then why she was affecting him that much? Bee-jaan smiled at him and place her hand on his head.

"Bete, ishq hai apko usse, aap yeh jante hai bas manna nahi chahte."

Bee-jaan said With a smile, Ayzaan chuckled at her and shook his head.

"Bee-jaan aap mazak na banye, mujhe usse ishq nahi hai."

Ayzaan said with a sigh.

"Toh phir kyu aap usse khona nahi chahte? Paya toh aapne abhi tak nahi hai."

Bee-jaan said and raised her eyebrow, he looked at her, she was right. She wasn't his then why he had a fear of losing her or maybe he had already lost her.

"Bee-jaan raat bhot ho gayi, so jaiye aap warna tabiyat kharab ho jayegi."

Ayzaan said with a small smile and took her in to her room. Then he came towards Mayza's room to check on her, he peeked from outside the door she was sleeping peacefully, a small smile crept on his lips.

"Ya Allah, isse voh sab kuch dijiyega jo yeh chahti hai."

He mumbled, less then he knew he is all she wanted.

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