Iztiraar

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Juman drove to the same address what Alizey told her. As the car came to hault, Juman sighed, "ye toh beejan ka ghar h, tum unki kon ho?" She questioned.

"Amma h humari" Alizey says smiling with a hint of sparkling eyes. "Oh that's great, muje tumse hi milna tha, lagta h humari manzil ek h" Juman said with a smrik. Alizey chuckled and both hope down the car. As they walked in. The old lady smiled at Juman and Alizey. "Aakhir ap dono mil hi gyi ek dusre se" the old lady said with happy tears. Alizey hugged her mother, "amma ye bhot achi h, inhone humari bhot madad ki" she says with a big smile.

"Juman h hi aesi, bhot pyari ladki h, ab ap dono aa gyi h toh, Juman ap tayar krde isse Aaj ladke wale aa rhe h inhe dekhne" said The old lady with a big smile. Juman gave a curtly nod.

"Me bol rhi ye sab bss time paas h, waqt h abhi bhaag jao" Juman says to Alizey making beejan and her chuckle. Getting engrossed in conversation, beejan asked Juman to look arpund for the arrangements. Juman, with a big heart didn't declined but agreed.

Ad she was passing by Alizey's room. She heard her sniffings. Peeking inside the room. She called, " roo rhi ho? Abhi se? Abhi toh waqt h ruksati me?" Says Juman leaning on the door. All cool and calm. Alizey with wet eyes pouts and huffs her cheeks. "Ap nhi smjhengi"

"Ye ladkiyo wali mujse mat kiya kro, seedha point par aao" said Juman entering room. Alizey sat straight, wiping her tears. Closing her diary, she sat with a big frown. Juman assumed her feelings, "tume ye rishta manzur nhi?" Alizey nodded in no.

"Toh mana kardena" she says suggested. "Amma ki umeede h" Alizey says nodding in no.

"Or tumari zindagi ka sawal h" Juman says suggesting. Alizey didn't uttered a word. Juman stood up to leave. There was no where a point to explain her much, as being a stranger she can't force her much.

As Juman was about to leave. Alizey calls her, "agar hum mana karde toh kya beejan maan jayengi?" She questioned.

"Tumari amma h, behtr hi sochengi, lekin zindagi ke kuch fesle hosh me lene chahye josh me toh sab jeete h" Juman says shrugging. Alizey thought for a while. "Or agar woh ladka hi mana karde toh?" Alizey says smiling sadly.

"Kyu? Kese? Kya kami h tumme?" Juman said, a hint of anger dripping from her voice.
"Hum maa nhi ban skte"

"Toh adopt kr lena"

"Hum kisi or se wada kar chuke h, hum sirf unke hi h"

"Toh fir bss uski hi raho, kisi se bewafayi gunah h, or iss gunah ki maafi nhi h" Juman says sounding all serious.

"Toh ab iss rishte ka kya kare?" Asked Alizey fidgeting her fingers.

"Me huna, Aayega woh ladka 2 pero jayega 4 kandho pe" Juman says winking.

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While here, Jibran was at his mansion, as he has some visitors. Reading a file, he eyes snapped to her, who was walking downstairs to the kitchen. Obviously to make something to eat. He smirked at his plan to cause another trouble. "Suno"

She heard him, but decided to ignore him. She was so done with his soo called ego. What does he think of himself. She fastened her steps and goes downstairs, dialling Aurad's no on the landline. She waits eagerly to connect the call. Less she knew Jibran already cutter off the connections.

The line went dead. She frowned and angrily turned around to bump with him. Who's jaw seemed to clenched at her not so good attitude. "Are u deaf?" He asked with his clenched jaw. Rumana gulped nervously and fisted her hem of kurti.

"Make some tea for me, or haa mere clients aa rhe h thodi der me, unke liye snacks bana lo, and keep ur attitude aside!" He says making her close her eyes, as she tried not to back answer him.

"You cannot order me" this slips of her tongue making him smile, with not soo good intentions, she thought.

"Fix your attitude, or do you want me to remind your each fibre that I am your Husband?" He asked making her shiver. Not able to withstand with his intense words and gaze she rushed to the kitchen.

Making tea for him, she quickly rushed upstairs to his room. He smirked at her hurriedly steps. "Black tea? Muje normal tea chahye with less sugar" he ordered making her frown.

She goes downstairs and fulfilling his demand she again rushed upstairs. As he sips the tea he scrunched his nose, "itni sugar? Diabetes karwana chahti ho muje! Dursi banao" he says glaring at her. She frowned, as her stomach growled in her.

He ignored her pleading look that she gave to him, with no much energy left, she walks downstairs. Meanwhile the door bell rang. Sighing she goes to unlock the door, where there was two hulky men. She welcomed them, asking them to sit, she goes upstairs. Her stomach growled again.

"Apse milne koi aaye h" she says softly knocking his room door. Jibran unlocked the door ordering her to prepare something.

With disheartened, she goes downstairs to the kitchen. Preparing the possible snacks that were present at home, a tear slipped down her eye. She remembered how Juman and Aurad's mother would feed like with their own hands even before she was hungry. How much they pampered them. Aurad would rush to markets even in the middle of the nights to fulfill her small demands.

Her stomach growled making her feel bad for herself. Meanwhile Jibran entered the kitchen. He noticed her tears, which he choosed to ignore. "Ye lo, ye chadar dalo, hijab karna nhi sikahaya tume kisi ne!" He taunts and goes out, she wraps the chadar with no further talks.

Pouring tea in 3 cups she walks out with other snacks. Struggling with her chadar. But seems like her fate was not her side. She served the tea to all. But unknowingly she got tangled with something and ended up tripping infront of the 3 men. Jibran sucked a breath and quickly stood up, helping her to stand up.

"Ek kaam sahi se nhi hota, abhi chai mere clients par gir jati toh?" He whispered in her ear, with gritting teeths. She felt dizzy due to hunger. Walking upstairs to her room, she sniffed at her fate. While here, Jibran ordered food for her and himself.

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"Areey dulhe bhai kaha gayab h" asked no one but shafaq all ready in her sharara. She looked cute. Arain narrowed his eyes at his daughter, "madam, apne ye kyu phna?" He questioned crossing his arms near his chest.

"Nhi phenu? Wardrobe me saja kar rakhu?" Shafaq questioned sassily making Arain shut up. Indeed she was getting Zumra's attitude. Mommy's girl. Zumra squealed at their twinning, making Arain sighed. "Aww aj toh ap match ho rahe Sir, irade nek nhi lagte apke" she says blushing making Arain roll his eyes.

"Abhi ek lagaoga tume" he says playfully twisting her ear. Zumra yelled on top of her lungs. Making her mother rush upstairs to them. "Ab kyu dora pad rha h isse?" She asked Arain. To which Zumra pouted rubbing her ear. Which turned red.

"Bhot bolne lagi h, hadd se zyda" Arain complained making Zumra gasp.

"Dubara University me dhakhila kara do" her mother suggested while they heard her another loud scream. Arain and Shafaq covered their ears. Meanwhile here, Aurad was on terrace. Thinking about his life. The weatger was cloudy and chill wind was blown making people shiver with excitements.

He heard his mother's call, sighing he goes downstairs to get ready. With not soo good mood and sulking face he drove with his family to Alizey's house. The whole drive he was all quite. He knew what would Juman do if she comes how will she react, will she try to gain back his trust? Or him? Or not? His mind was occupied with such thoughts. When the car came to hault.

Sighing with a heavy heart, as he steps down the car and his heart skipped numerous beats. He felt something familiar in air. He took a log breath and marched inside.

As he stepped inside, his eyes widened at Juman who was conversing with beejan. Aurad's mother, Zumra and Arain sighed in relief seeing Juman here. They understood it was not preplanned but fate.

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