Infatuated Desire

Regretful Asfand

"Dad, where's Sanam and Aashir? Did you see them? I searched the whole house but I didn't find them anywhere..... Have they gone out somewhere?"

He asked Mr. Hayat as he stepped into the lounge. The restlessness and tenseness were clearly evident in his demeanor.

A while earlier, he just came back from the office. After getting fresh as usual when he didn't see Sanam anywhere near himself he instantly got tensed.

That's why now he was searching for her in the whole house. As she was already angry with him, so he was only scared of the fact that because of her anger whether she doesn't leave him alone.

"Sanam is in the kitchen. She is making her favorite dish of Aashir. And Aashir is helping her in her making this."

Mr. Hayat, who was in the lounge sitting on the sofa watching a program on the television, became towards Asfand on his asking him. He also smiled slightly on seeing the glimpse of worriedness on his face.

Long before he noticed Asfand's love for Sanam in his eyes. He was now quite relieved after that as his son has moved forward in his life. What else can be more joyful than this for him?

"Let me check them, what mother and son both are cooking. You continue watching your program."

A relief ran into his whole body after listening to Mr. Hayat answer. He passed a mild smile towards him and went towards the kitchen.

As always, Sanam is giving more importance to his son. Like a mother, she carries all his tantrums.

Thinking about both of them, he was smiling while moving towards the kitchen.

"Wow mama, this pasta is so tasty. Your hands do magic. I will eat this all."

He just stepped into the doorway of the kitchen when Aashir's happy and joyous voice hit his ear. And after looking at the scene in front of him, his smile grew wider.

Aashir was sitting on the slab eating pasta while Sanam was standing near him. Her back was towards Asfand so she didn't see him entering the kitchen.

"As I have made it for my son so you can eat it all. If you want more then I will cook more."

Adoringly, she was running her hand through his hair. They both were unaware of the presence of Asfand who was standing at the door looking at the love of mother and son for each other.

"Everything is made for the son, what about the husband? I came back home badly starving as I haven't eaten anything in the whole day."

Saying to both of them, he moved ahead. Taking slow steps, he stood near both of them. While the smile, which was apparent on Sanam's face when talking with Aashir, instantly wiped from her face in the presence of Asfand.

And Asfand also felt it extremely.

He was hurt as no matter how much he tried to ask her forgiveness but every time she ignores him and his request. Living in the same house they both were living at a distance from each other.

Neither she was ready to forgive him nor did she want to listen to him.

"Dad you come late. Mama made so tasty pasta that I finished it all. But don't worry mama will also make it for you. Will you cook mama?"

Saying sadly he gazed at his father and now he asked innocently from silently standing Sanam.

"Your dad doesn't like pasta. He will eat something else and now you go to your room..... I am going to finish the work here then I will play a game with you."

Ignoring Asfand's gaze fixed on her face, she dodged what Aashir told her and took him down from the slab.

"Ok mama I will be waiting for you. And dad, mama make very tasty pasta you also start eating it."

He said babbling in happiness.

"If someone is ready to make it and feed me then I am ready for eating."

He said heaving a cold sigh. On that, Aashir unknowingly gazed at his father and went out of the kitchen. After Aashir left, Sanam moved forward to pick up the dishes but Asfand stopped her holding her by her wrist.

"Leave my hand, Asfand."

Asfand was hurt by her strange voice and tone. But he was not letting her go that easily.

He was a seeker of her forgiveness and he was not about to sit peacefully till then she didn't forgive him.

"I know Sanam I don't have any right to say that your behavior is hurting me because you had already beard my worse behavior than yours this one, but....."

Asfand held her by both arms and pulled her closer to himself. His voice was filled with grief and Sanam can aptly feel it.

But she also can't forget all that she bore.

"But what Asfand....but what.....if my behavior is hurting you that much then why do you come again and again for asking forgiveness. Don't come because I am not going to forgive you."

Showing herself strong she tried to free herself from his hold. But Asfand wasn't in the mood of letting her go that easily.

"I will keep on asking for your forgiveness till then you don't forgive me. It doesn't matter how badly you behave with me but I will be at peace till I seek your forgiveness."

His talking was melting Sanam's heart. She doesn't want to become weak in front of him. Because she decided not to accept the loss that quickly.

She knew he was also deceived but for once he must have listened to her then she wouldn't mind it that much the way she was feeling bad for Asfand not trusting her at that time.

"Asfand please let me go. It's of no use to talk about it."

She said without looking at him. Because she felt if she saw the pleading look in his eyes then she will forget everything.

"You say this by looking into my eyes."

This time he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to himself.

"What are you doing this, Asfand? Someone will come here, leave me."

On his that intimacy, Sanam was feeling getting drowned in his touch. Along with that the scene which happened a few days back in the kitchen rang in front of her eyes so the color of her face instantly changed.

"Why are you scaring? I'm your husband or my intimacy is annoying you, is that so?"

He was enjoying her nervousness and his heart was yearning to do something mischievous with her.

"Asfand, don't talk useless and let me go, otherwise...."

Feeling the warm and soft touch of Asfand's lips on her lower lip, she was left with opened mouth.

"Otherwise, what...?"

Gazing at her with challenging eyes he further leaned on her face. And this time he placed his lips on the tip of her nose.

"Otherwise I will shout and then everyone will come here."

She was making him scared with her threats. But when it was impacting the one in front of him.

"Shout, I am not afraid of anyone. I'm romancing with my wife, not any stranger so I get scared."

And this time he leaned on her lips to fulfill the wish of his heart which he was longing for a very long time.

He was leaning on her face and tenderly kissing her. He was so softly kissing her that Sanam felt herself lost in feeling his touch.

But before that, he can move forward Sanam using her full force pushed him back.

"Stop it this Asfand. What do you think I will forgive you after doing all this?"

Taking long and heavy breaths, she stood at a distance from him. While Asfand felt heartbroken about what she just told him. She was considering him too much wrong.

"Sanam it's my love, not any facade."

This time his tone was dejected and gloomy.

"I confess I was wrong but for once Sanam just thinks about it considering me in your place. You suddenly disappeared after all that happened. I searched for you everywhere and then after six years you came in front of me. Now you tell me was it that much easy for me to accept this all?"

He said staring at her who was standing and her back facing him.

"I'm requesting you, Sanam, just for once think about it considering me in your place. Maybe it will be easier for you to forgive me."

After done with his saying, he went out of there. While Sanam after his leave started crying and went on sitting on the floor.