"Haider? Hai kon ye Haider? And what does he have to do with all this?"The room fell into a contemplative silence, the weight of unspoken words lingering. Murtasim, a man accustomed to asserting dominance, now found himself grappling with a vulnerability that he couldn't easily dismiss.
"And why was her father behaving like an idiot? Dua, please tell me, what is the actual Matter?"
"Haider is Meerab's Fiance and is a stupid man, her mother chose him for Meerab, woh ek intehayi fazool, batameez or la parwah khudparast insan hai, jisko apne ilawa kuch nazar nhi ata, He forces Meerab for every stupid thing, this time for marriage and when she didn't agree, he talked to her Father and they have fixed the date..." dua finished in a low voice
The revelations about Meerab's toxic fiance, Haider, hit Murtasim like a tidal wave of disbelief and anger. As the details of Haider's insensitive behaviour unfolded, Murtasim struggled to reconcile the image of the strong, resilient Meerab with the reality of the emotional abuse she endured. The air crackled with tension. Dua, having laid bare the truth about Haider's actions, observed Murtasim's clenched jaw and the fire that blazed in his dark eyes. The usually composed mafia figure found himself grappling with a surge of protective fury.
"She is engaged? - Dadi jaanti hain ye? Mera matlab unko toh yehi pata hai na k Meerab is my wife? Toh ye sab?", Murtasim asked
"Meerab was worried due to all this, and for this too ke uska jhoot khul jayega ke she's not Married to you...Wo-Woh Haider uske qabil nhi hai, nafsyati hai woh- She doesn't want to hurt her late mother or anyone, and aj uske baba...Murtasim please do something, She's planning to go back and accept her mistake... If you let her go from here, Haider's access would be easy to her...and she needs care, not disturbance...and", Dua cried
"And what"
Dua's voice trembled slightly as she continued, her eyes pleading with Murtasim. "Murtasim, I've seen how she interacts with you. I've watched her both from the sidelines. You have this...connection with her, a bond that's hard to define. And while I know this is all new and strange, I genuinely believe you can be her anchor."
Murtasim's gaze remained fixed on Dua, his expression unreadable. The weight of her words hung heavy in the air. He took a deep breath, trying to process everything.
"Dua," he began, his voice low and measured, "I understand your concern. But you have to understand that I have my own reservations and concerns."
Dua's eyes shimmered with tears. "I know, Murtasim... You are a person out of all these familial issues, but I hope you can see her misery. It's only you who can help us...help her. And right now, she needs someone. She needs someone to stand by her, to protect her from Haider and her father."
Murtasim's jaw tightened at the mention of Haider's name. The mere thought of that man manipulating and hurting Meerab ignited a fury within him he didn't realize why. He took a moment, clenching his fists to control the sudden surge of anger.
"I'm not asking you to do this out of obligation. Its a request, I've seen the way she looks at you, Murtasim. There's a trust there, a comfort. Don't let that go to waste.", dua uttered
After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke, his voice softer than before. "I'll try my best, Dua."
"We need to sort all this soon..kyunke- kyunke ye shadi isi mahinay hai.."
Murtasim's eyes widened in surprise. He wasn't expecting everything to be this soon. Dua left the room with a sadness. Her concern and love for Meerab broke her. Murtasim sat alone now, trying to think of a solution but couldn't find any answer to his thoughts. He was unable to process, how he was going to handle it all?
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I've Got My Eyes On You
FantasyMurtasim khan is from the Mafia world, and Meerab is here to pen down his world... "I was scared of losing you, Moonbeam..." "But i had no option, Murtasim." People in love are the two halves of A whole! Aren't they?🥀 -Maheen