Ishq-e-laa Mahdud

Jurm-E-Ishq |7|

نقص نکالتے ہیں لوگ اس قدر ہم میں، جیسے انہیں خدا چاہئے تھا، اور ہم انسان نکلے!

"Nuks nikaalte hai log is khadar hum mein, jaise unhe khuda chahiye tha, aur hum insan nikle!"

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Azlan's face twisted with a mix of anger, frustration, and disappointment as he spat out the words, "You're nothing but a characterless girl!"

Haya's voice quivered with emotion as she vehemently denied Azlan's accusation. "Nahi! Main nahi ho characterless," she exclaimed, her words laced with hurt and disbelief. Tears streamed down her face as she confronted Azlan, her voice choked with sorrow. "Aap jante bhi hai ap kya bol rahe hai?" she pleaded, unable to comprehend the hurtful words coming from someone she once trusted. The weight of the moment hung heavy in the air, as both Azlan and Haya grappled with the pain and confusion that enveloped them.

"Ache se janta ho main, ke main kya bol raha ho. Dekha mama, maine kaha tha na ke nahi karni mujhe shadi, dekhe apki bahu ke karname." Azlan's eyes burned with anger, his face contorted with visible frowns as he directed his accusation towards his mother. He held her responsible for forcing this unwanted relationship upon him. The room filled with tension as Azlan's frustration and resentment hung heavy in the air.

"Bhai, aap kya bol rahe hai? Aap bhabi ki baat toh sunle pehle." One of Azlan's cousin jumped in, realizing that things were getting out of control.

"Stup up! Dare u call her that again. She is nothing but a characterless girl. Azlan retorted angrily, lashing out at him.

"Azlan, please meri baat toh sunle, aap kya boley jarahe hai?" Haya pleaded, her eyes swollen with tears, while everyone around felt a pang of guilt. However, no one dared to speak up, as they were unaware of the situation. Azlan's anger was a serious matter.

Azlan's voice filled with hatred, his words dripping with venom as he spat them at Haya's face. The room fell silent, gasps escaping from the shocked onlookers. "After catching you in bed with my friend, you have the audacity to question my words? You're nothing but a bloody slut," he sneered, his anger palpable in the air.

Haya couldn't take it anymore and unleashed her fury with a resounding slap that echoed through the hall. She had endured Azlan's hurtful words, thinking his anger justified them. But let me tell you, nobody has the right to disrespect someone or crush their self-confidence like that. Haya stood up for herself, showing that she wouldn't tolerate such behavior.

Haya's tears flowed freely as she confronted him, her voice trembling with emotion. "Us Shabd ka matlab bhi jante hai aap? Aise kaise apne keh diya that I am... I am a slut?" She asked, her heart heavy with hurt. "Apko pata hai aap nahi hai hamari pasand, phir bhi hum iss rishtey ko pure dil se nibha rahe hai, humne soncha ke agar Allah ne apko hamari taqdeer me likha hai toh hum koun hote hai koi shikwa karne wale."