"Bhaktu....", Meerab shouted his name. Her breath hitched seeing the sight in front of her. Bhaktu fell on the ground scaring Meerab and she screamed seeing his wounded chest. Her body started to shiver seeing many men around her. She stepped back in fear and looked at the wounded Bhaktu. She started to breathe heavily in fear not having any idea how to deal with this situation and how to take help from them.
"Jake apne shohar se keh dena agar meri jameen pe pav rakha toh sab marenge( Go and tell your husband if someone stepped on my field then I will kill everyone)", Zubair said which scared Meerab. Meerab covered herself with a dupatta, never had she felt so uncomfortable in her like as today. Their strong gaze looks disgusting to her and they are murderers. She was about to touch Bhaktu's chest but couldn't get courage enough to touch someone's chest. She looked towards Zubair with tears
"Please take him to the hospital", Meerab requested, her lips quivered with fear and still her body was shivering recalling how Bhaktu saved her. If not for him then she would have died
"Nobody will because this is my field and I'm his enemy. I want to kill you as well but for now, one death is enough for your husband", Zubair said and laughed evilly looking at Meerab who was looking at Bhaktu helplessly. She is struck between unknown people who are not ready to help her and she can't take Bhaktu anywhere alone because she is not that strong, moreover, she feels uncomfortable touching a man like that.
"Please help me... Murtasim... Murtasim... Bhaktu ji please open your eyes. Help me", Meerab requested with tears and joining her hands. One guy bends in front of Meerab with a smirk. Meerab moved away feeling scared and uncomfortable. She hated their gaze because she could feel their disgusting thoughts, she was a woman and knew the difference between good and bad touch. One gaze was enough to let her know about their thoughts
"If you need other help then we can", that guy said and was about to touch Meerab's face but she pushed his hand and slapped him hard
"I will die but not let you touch me", Meerab said angrily and ran from there having no other option left. She can't do anything by sitting there because they are his enemies and will never help her to save Bhaktu. She felt men running behind her and ran faster to save her body from these people. When she reached the same house Murtasim asked her to wait, she sighed in relief and entered the house to see Murtasim talking with that lady.
She wiped her tears and walked towards Murtasim taking a long breath and controlling her tears. Murtasim looked at her and understood that she was crying which made him panic, he dragged Meerab towards one corner and wiped her tears. Meerab started crying again and placed her head on his chest. She placed her hand on his chest and encircled the other hand around his waist. She is afraid and the only thing that comes into her mind is Murtasim who is her protector.
"Meerab what happened? ", he asked. He is very worried for her as he never saw her this scared. She didn't say anything and kept on crying loudly keeping her head on his chest. Murtasim stroked his hand softly on her hair and held her hand which was a little dirty because of soil. He cleaned her hand and started to rub his hand on hers to calm her down
"Murtasim vo... Vo. Bhaktu... Your enemy shot Bhaktu...", Meerab said while panting heavily. Tears were flowing from her eyes continuously recalling what just happened and she was unable to do anything. She couldn't help which made her feel guilty but she was helpless. Murtasim looked at her shocked by her statement. Why and how can Zubair shoot Bhaktu?
"Where? And why did you come back? Are you mad?", Murtasim shouted angrily. His heartbeat raised thinking about Bhaktu and he looked at Meerab angrily and accused her of coming back leaving Bhaktu to die. He will never forgive Meerab if something happens to Bhaktu
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Revenge To Love [Completed]
FanfictionCover credit : @KhushiMaury "Congratulations to me for this strange night. Now this marriage is a test that will take a whole life to pass. Either I will win or lose ", he thought and blew smoke from his mouth and started pacing here and there in an...