Iztiraar

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"Are you out if your mind? Aurad what's wrong with uh? U can't force me?" She said angrily. Aurad just rolled his eyes, "I can't let such a beautiful escape so easily" he says, while his eyes shined differently.

Making her shiver. "Just wait for the right time" she whispered softly.

"Jab jaage tab sawera" he said winking at her. She frowned at his words. "Aurad we shouldn't not hurry" she says as he softly grips her hand in his hand.

"There is nothing to worry about, you love me? I love you! Ab or kya chahye?" He said dragging her out. Where the Qazi sahab was sitting, sweating under Jibran's gun!

Seeing the whole scene, Juman's eyes widened. "Ye dono toh mujse bhi bade wale h" she thought gulping nervously.

She turned to Aurad softening her gaze. He smiled charmingly. "Aaj halal karke manoge" she said pouting.

He chuckled and nodded.

"Jibran shoo away! Jao na tume kaam nhi h?" Juman asked hissing.

"Me toh certified nalla hu" he said shrugging and showing all his teeths.

"Huh? Saale sahab aese nhi bolte" Aurad said frowning.

"Oh sorry jiju, adat buri chiz h" Jibran said pouting.

"Aww koi nhi, apni bhen ko dulhan banao me susu karke aya" he said winking at him. Jibran nodded smiling and took out a red veil, some gajre. Juman's eyes widened.

"Tum dono mile huye ho?" She asked unbelievingly.

"Hawww chiii hum dono straight h!" Jibran said scrunching his nose.

She slapped his head.

"Dimag saaf kr!" Juman said and Jibran slided the gajres on jer wrists.

"Dekho Juman, haa karo ya naa, ye ladka acha h, me keh rha hu" he said nodding his head. She frowned and slapped his head again.

"Tum toh chup hi raho" she said shaking her head.

"Juman trust me" he said making her frown more.

"Pagal ho gye ho? Dad or mom? Unka bina?" She said sighing heavily.

"Unke sath konsa sab sahi hua tha? Nhi na? Just do this Juman, give yourself a chance" he said taking her hands in his.

"Lekin aese kese? I can't hide this from dad, mom media?" She said being pressurised.

"Wo sab bhar me jaye, you have your moment now. Toh bass jee lo, or fir phele sab unki marzi se hokar sahi nhi rha toh ab unki marzi mayne nhi rakhti, u live your life, or tum toh Juman Agha Jamil ho, tume kabse inn sabki fikar hone lagi?" He asked softly.

Juman wad now in deep thoughts. Getting his point clear, she nodded agreeing. "I think you are right, me ye nikkah karungi, or agar ye bhi wese nikla toh iska sath me murder karenge what say?" She whispered the last part to him. Jibran chuckled and nodded.

"He can die and kill for u" Jibran said assuring her.

She smiled at his words.

Soon Aurad was back and the nikkah was held. Juman was literally sweating! She was nervous and scared. Yes, she was scared. She was scared to be broken again. Her life seems to be dripped with her past.

Aurad, freeing qazi sahab from he turned to Juman who seems to be in deep thoughts. He shooked her by her shoulder.

"Lets go home Mrs. Firasat" he teased bending down at her level and pecked her forehead. She closed her eyes feeling his lips on her forehead. The touch was simple yet soothing.

"Aurad I am still not able to proceed with this, I" she frowned and worryingly shooke her head.

"Kispe bharosa nhi h? Mujpe ya iss rishte pe?" He asked raising his eyebrows, softly.

"Khud pe" she whispered back in a low voice.

"Bss mujpe bharosa karo" he said smiling charmly. Her heart skipped a beat at his words.

"Hmm or tum aese siyaape karte raho" she said making him chuckle more and she looked away. Afraid that she will melt with him soo charming smile.

"Oho janam, zindagi bina risk ke or love story bina suspense ke kaha maza ata h?" He said shrugging proudly.

"Tum pagal ho Aurad!" She said shaking her head.

"Haa haa apke pyaar me janam" he said winking at her.

"Lets go home, its too late" she said shaking her head.

"Yeah" he said and lifted her in his arms. She squealed with surprise and semi yelled, "Aurad niche utaro.. koi dekh lega, Aurad plz ye mera office or meri bhot izzat h yaha" she said pleadingly.

"Toh? Mene kab kaha mera office? Or me kya darta hu kisi se? Risk me hi toh ishq h meri jaan" he said kissing her cheek.

She facepalmed.

"Ye ladka! Pta nhi kyu muje isse pyar ho gya?" She thought smiling at his charming smile. He was full of colours, trying to make her life colourful.

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"Kya!!!" Tu pagal h? Nhi tu sach me pagal h!" Jibran yelled with surprise making Zumra pout more.

"Chal na an datna band kar or bta me kya karu?" She asked blushing, drawing patterns on the bedsheet. She was laying on her stomach talking to him on a video call.

"Ye pagal aurat! Tu... kya hi bolu tuje!! Logo ke dost salah dete h or tu tension pe tension!" Jibran said shaking his head.

She cutely pouted. While Arain was here carrying shafaq, who was all cranky and not having her formula. He knew Zumra can make her have it. So he directly came here taking his daughter, cranky daughter and her bowl of formula.

He was about to enter her room when he heard, "zumi wo bachi teri nhi h, Arian ki h, let him decide na, tu kyu fesle le rahi h, better stop this treatment teri health par sar padega" Jibran's voice was heard.

Arain could make out he was worried for her. He frowned.

"Kyu? Sach me? Bta kuch alag h? Kuch alag lag rha h?" She asked looking down at her chest pouting.

Jibran facepalmed and Arain's eyes widened when she cupped her breasts! Jibran ended the call. He knew Zumra. She was just to naive and opens up too quickly with everyone. So he was used to it. She chuckled and said, "aww ladka sharma gya!"

Arain, was in pure dilemma now. He gritted his teeths, dumping his small daughter on the bed, to which zumra flinched. He gripped her jaw and asked, "what the hell was going on!?" He barked angrily.

Baby shafaq was in confusion right now whether to cry or not. Because angry daddy Arain was not good.

"Huh? Can't i talk to bestie? Koi problem h apko?" She asked innocently.

He scanned her face which holds pure naiveness. He melted at her blinking eyelashes.

"Aww baby shaffu is hungryyyy" she says taking Shafaq in her arms. Who squealed equally.

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To be continued 💓