вєαυту αи∂ тнє вєαѕт (On Hold)

Segment 8

During the whole journey she didn't looked at him for a moment. Where his attention was fixed on the road. They reached karachi after some times.

Meerab came out of the car and he too came out of the car. Their eyes gazed at eachother for a nano second and they averted their gaze from eachother.

She was looking breathtaking in red saree. His eyes stucked on her bare back. Her blouse was little bit backless. A pinch of possessiveness mixted in his heart.

"Hey... Wait", he stopped her.

He reached by her and untie the bun. Her brown waves like curls covered her back perfectly. She looked at him without saying anything. He ran his fingers through her hairs to set them perfectly.

They entered the venue together and meet saba and rohail. Meerab handed them a cute velvet box and hugged her best friend and congratulates both of them. Murtasim also congratulate them with a smile.

He was talking with rohail where she was gone to meet her other friends. One of his friend named rehan was complimenting her so much.

"Wow Meerab you're looking gorgeous, yaar sach mein traditional attire mein toh pehchan mein nhi aa rahi ho", rehan said.
She faked a smile.

"Thank you"

"Waise tum toh hayedarabad mein thi na? Akele aayi ho?"

"Haan, akele nhi Murtasim ke sath aayi hu", she replied.

"Oh tumhara Woh cousin brother the khan murtasim khan?", rehan asked.

"Astagfirullah... Husband hai woh mera", she said while looking towards the floor. Murtasim overheard their conversation.
The word 'Cousin Brother' felt a little weird to both of them.

He cleared his throat to grab their attention." Maa saab is calling you", he said giving her his phone.

"Why didn't she dialed my number?"

"I don't know"

She took the phone in her hand," assalamualaikum maa begum". Maa begum asked her about a notepad." Sayad maine drawer mein rakh di hai. Aap le lein wahan se", she replied. After that she handed his phone to him.

Her female friends are ogling murtasim with an odd look. He was looking like a greek god in a black three piece formal suit. Damn, her husband was hot as fuck.
Rehan noticed her jealous face and stepped towards the girls group.

"Hey mohotarma's meet out beloved jiju. Meerab yaar jiju ko introduce toh karwao", rehan snapped playfully. Murtasim looked at meerab normally. She plastered a soft smile on her face with hesitation.

"He's my Husband Muratsim", she exclaimed.

"Assalamualaikum Muratsim bhai", a girl said smiling at him.

"Walaikum assalam", he replied with a smile. He felt butterflies in his stomach.

"Meerab yaar kitne nafil namaz padh kar dua mangi thi?", One of her friend whispered in her ears." Istikhada padha tha", she joked.

*****

"Haya tum meerab ke kamre se accounting wali notepad laa dougi mujhe?", maa begum said to haya who was passing from the living room.

"Jii maa begum", she said and retired from there.

As she entered in the room her eyes caught the huge photo frame of meerab and murtasim. It's only a week since maa begum had herself added this photofram there.

"Agar Meerab na hoti toh aaj iss tasveer mein aur Muratsim  ke zindagi mein uske  sath main hoti. Usne tumhein cheen liya mujhse", haya said.

She walked towards the side table opened one of the drawer and looked for the notepad. She took the notepad in her hands and she was about to close the drawer but her eyes stucked on a paper.

"Yeh kya hai?", she said to herself and took out the paper. As she opened the paper a smirk crept on her lips.

"Aab toh tamasha hona hi hai, main bhi dekhun meerab tum khush kaise rehti ho", she said with a mischievous expression.

"Mujhe pata tha murtasim mera hai, sirf aur sirf mera, main usse tumse le kar rahungi", she said and start laughing like a witch.

*****

They entered in the house at 11 at night Looking hell tired. No one was awake in the house. She stepped towards the room first and changed into her pink night suit.
As she came out of the washroom ahe saw him standing near the window still in his three piece suit.

She didn't said anything to him but cleared her throat. He looked at her for a minute before going to change his cloths.

'Astagfirullah... Husband hai woh mera'

He blushed remembering this. He was clueless why she's affecting him this much, that he was loosing his self control. Yes she's hot and beautiful.

He cursed his mind for thinking all this. He came out of the washroom after changing his cloths. She was scrolling her phone until she heard a sound of falling something.

Murtasim had fallen on the floor duo to the carpet. Instead of helping him she started giggling. It was clear ringing laugh. He forget all of his pain and get lost in her giggling sound. She looked more beautiful while laughing.

She stopped her giggle and approached by him while offering her hand to him. He hold her hand and stands up properly.

"Are you okay?", she asked in a gentle tone." Yaa, bas carpet ki wajah se gir gaya tha", he admitted Looking at her concerned face.

"Koi Chot toh  nhi aayi na?"

"Nope, i'm alright"

"Murtasim", she uttered softly.

" kya?", he said while lost in her doe eyes.
"Mera haath chhodo, mera haath", she stated darting her eyes towards their hands. He immediately freed her hand.

"I'm Sorry", he uttered.

She didn't said anything and sat on the couch and started looking at her phone again. He looked at her with a helpless look. He felt a pain in his heart because she didn't replied anything.

*****

He looked at her sleeping figure on the couch from the bed. Her face was glowing brightly duo to moonlight. she was looking like a good damn goddess.

His heart skipped a beat looking at her face. He was attracting towards her which is normal. It's called opposite attraction.

To be continue....

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