Iztiraar

36.

The hustle bustle in the newsroom, as a news that they were going to break on their live telecast was of non other than Juman Agha Jamil. Her secret marriage. The news anchor took her seat, adjusting her mini mics, so the camera man sets his camera, the lights turner on with all the focus on.

The hype of relieving the news about the famous business woman was really high, the anchors knew if they broke the news before any other newschannel, they will surely awarded in millions by the one who passed on them such information.

"All set, lights, camera and here we go!" Said the editor of the newschannel, he himself was going to be live, boasting his channel for being no. 1 channel to reveal such important new.

Meanwhile a man with blank mask, completely dressed up in black outfit, black denim and black jacket, he was not visible at all, seems to appear from no where.

"Kon h tu? Bhai ja na, live jana h abhi" said the cameraman.

The man shooked his head in no, the cameraman hissed, "chal na be hatna!" He said annoyingly. The man aimed his gun on the cameraman's head. Others gasped with fear and stepped back.

The man in blank forwared his hand asking for all the proofs regarding Juman's secret marriage. The anchor stubbornly denied and stepped back to run.

"Tsk. It won't be appropriate to chase a woman, so miss whatever your name is, better come back yourself" the man in black warned.

But girl refused to hear, unwilling the man in black, shoots directly by her right arm. Which didn't hit her but her sleeve to which she shrieked, getting tangled she falls down. The man smirked, meanwhile Hyzin appeared from front and snatched the pendrive from her grip.

"Kisne bheja tum logo ye?" Asked the man in blank.

"Tume kyu btaye? Ho kon tum log?" Asked the editor catching his breath. He was bit scared.

The man in black smirked and so Hyzin, they removed their identity showed them. The editor with other anchors gasped with fear. "Band karwao tera ye jhuta news channel?" Asked Hyzin removing his gun.

"Nhi nhi, me khud band krdeta hu hehe" said the editor literally sweating.

"Kitne pese mile ye karne ke? Or bheja kisne ye tuje?" Asked man in black pointing his gun at editor's heart. All the anchors and other stuff yelled with horror and moved back.

"Wo.. wo " the editor spilled out everything and Hyzin arrested him and dragged him out with him. While the other man directly drove to Juman's place.

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Parting away, Arain stared at her red cheeks. She was not facing him but his shoes. He softly cupped her cheeks, while she closed her eyes feeling a new yet the best feeling. "Feeling better?" Asked Arain cupping her cheeks. She couldn't utter even a single word, so she just gave a small nod.

Before his students could arrive he moved back creating safe distance between them.
Zumra was bit nervous, she didn't had any courage to face him, her mind snapped to her mother, her brother. Fresh tears pool down her eyes. She just betrayed them. Their trust. Meanwhile her friends came back with water bottle. She gulped down the water, Meanwhile her teacher rubbed her back sensing her uneasiness. "Zumra is everything ok? Ap roo rahi ho?" Hearing this Arain's eyes snapped to her who was solving some students queries.

Zumra sobbed more. "Mamma se baat karni h" she managed to say, but Arain understood her hesitation or her fear.

He sighed and scolded himself mentally, "ye mene kya kardiya! Me itna bewakoof hu!! Damn" he cursed himself and shooked his head. While her teacher consoled her and dialled her mother's no.

After talking to her mother, to which she got more emotional and sat in the bus with more insecurities. As she had seen her mother suffering many accusation being a single parent. There was a time when her mother locked up them in a room, as she feared the society who dared to keep evil eyes on her daughter.

She just quietly stared out of the window. Arain too thought to give her some space. But less they knew that this journey will be mark end or start? But something for sure.

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Marking the project to end, she stretched her arms. Checking upon the time she found it 11:45am. She was superb late for her office.  Sighing, she stood up to leave. "Nanny suno, Rumana or Aurad ko dekha h?" She asked not finding them in lounge.

"Rumi baby toh ma'am ke room me h, or Aurad sir woh bhar chale gye subha hi" the nanny answered and left. Juman frowned at her words. "Bahar? Mere bina? Shayad koi kam hoga" she thought and dialled his no.

The call was answered, "hello Aurad? Kaha ho tum?" She asked being restless, looking at the main gate again and again.

"Yahi hu, departmental store aya tha, tum btao kuch chahye?" He questioned driving back to the mansion.

"Nhi bss tum aa jao" she said sighing. He hummed and drove.

As soon as he reached the mansion, he saw Juman standing out already. "Madam shayad ye apka hi ghar he, andar beth kar aram se inetzar nhi kr sakti thi ap?" He asked raising his one eyebrow.

"Tumara intezar nhi hota Aurad" she said shrugging. He smiled mischievously to which she giggled and got in the car.

Her smiled vanished seeing him in different cloths, "Aurad are you cheating on me?" She asked crossing her arms near her chest.

"Usse phle me mar na jau?" He said shrugging. She stiffened at his words. "Aese nhi bola karo" she said pinching his arm.
He hissed audibly. "Mene kiya na toh roo jaogi" he warned her for pinching.

"Toh tum biwi ko rulaoge?" She asked gasping dramatically.

"Haa bilkul, lekin dard me nhi with pleasure sweetheart" he said winking at her. She scrunched her nose. "Chii Aurad tum or tumare ajeeb se fantasies" she said looking out of the window .

"Fantasies abhi tumne dekhi kaha h meri" he said smirking.

"Dekhni bhi nhi Next Emran Hashmi tum hi banoge" she said chuckling.

He laughed wholeheartedly. To which her lips too curled into a smile, a beautiful smile, from the bottom of her heart.

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To be continued 💟