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Panchayat 2

Iram steps halted as she saw Shahzain's Chachi(Aunt) sitting in the hall, Iram internally sighed in frustration as she knew very well What's coming next..

But as the courtesy states greeting is a must....her steps moved towards the hall, where Chachi sat....this women is chaos...

Assalam o alaikum....Her graceful strides and confident voice resonated in the hall ..alerting the servants, that the most awaited member of the family has arrived. One servant ran towards bi jaan room to inform her while the other ran to the kitchen to check up on lunch preparations.

While Iram gracefully sat on the sofa set just in front of Chachi jaan....Chachi jaan's fuming face clearly indicates that she just got to know about Panchayat and her arrival.

Walaikum us Salam....her tones say it all, how much she is hating everything, while one thing for sure she still can't seem to hide her hate whenever she sees her...

It doesn't take her long to get back to her venomous self.... Agai Maharani wapis..is dafa kitnay arsay baad tashreef lai hain app...meri toh smjh nhi ata k is seher wali ko itna sir pr charhanay ki Kya zarorat hai......

Iram leisurely sat with a tea cup in her hand that she just got from the servant...her demeanor screams that each and every word of Chachi jaan has been successfully ignored....
CHACHI JAAN...CHACHI JAAN...itni muhabbat say pukara hai app nay humay hum kesay na atay...Is dafa app ki muhabbat say puray 1 maheenay baad wapis ai hain din toh ginay he hongay app nay... Iram's cool reply resonated in the hall while servants suppressed their laughs, it's always like that the agitated Chachi and cool Iram....at some point Iram started enjoying this..

Hum or tumhay yaad karain Na mumkin....she snickered at the end..

Iram smirked a little as she took a sip of tea, eyeing Chachi.... Yad na kartin toh atay he itna haseen istaqbal na krti app humara..pr Khair hum app ka bharam rakh letay hain...baat ko janay detay hain.... At the end Iram smiled sweetly as if they both have a loving relationship...

Chachi jaan face screamed that she wanted to come up with something witty...but that's the extent of her Wit, before she replied with something...

Bi jaan with confident strides and with the help of cane walked into the hall...a broad smile on her face as she saw Iram...
MashaAllah Mera bacha...itnay din baad aya... She engulfed Iram in a hug as soon as she approached her...
Assalamualaikum Bi Jaan....she lightly pecked her cheeks out of respect as she sat close to her on the sofa set...

Walaikum us Salam....kesa hai Mera bacha or woh barkurdar Kesa hai....
Iram giggled at the title of barkurdar that bi jaan granted to her husband...
Hum bhi theek hain or app k barkurdar bhi....

Chachi jaan eyeing this exchange decided to ruin the reunion by spitting venom like always..

Iram app ko waqt mil jata hai humaray Shahzain bachay k liya ...woh Kya hai na app masroof bht rehti hain na Bahar ki duniya Mai.... She asked innocently as if she was curious, but Iram knows better.

Before she could reply Bi jaan intertwined....
Jesay tumhay apni maa k ghr rehnay k bawajood humaray baitay k liya waqt mil jata tha...bachi toh phir bhe achay kaamon may hai...or Tum kb ai apni maa k ghr say humay mulazim nay itla nhi di.... Before Chachi jaan spoke bi jaan answered her own question... Zarori nhi smjha hoga Khair....then her attention again shifted towards Iram who had a smile on her face..

Chachi jaan couldn't control her anger and came straight back to the point...

Bi jaan yeh humara haq tha....humay Panchayat may faisla lenay ka haq milna chahiya tha app k baad hum barhay hain is Haveli may....

Iram sat leisurely as she placed both her hands on her knee watching exchange with interest....

Bi jaan as if not liking any of the word glared at Chachi jaan... Kon say haq ki baat krrahi ho Bibi Tum Haveli may rehti he kb ho Kon sa farz hai bahu wala jo Tum nay nibhaya hai apni maa k Ghar say maheeno baad tashreef laati ho...I have only tolerated you this long because of my grand daughter.... Behtr hoga k apnay kamray may Jao yeh na ho k hum Panchayat may baithnay ka haq bhe cheen lain....

Chachi jaan's face becomes red with rage as she without a word...left from the hall..not before throwing a deadly glare at Iram.

Iram saw her retreating back sadly...as unreasonably stupid as ever...

Iram talked to bi jaan for an hour more before retreating back to her room....
As soon as she stepped in room she saw her phone ringing...knowing who could be she answered the call..

Placing a phone on the table as it was on video call she looked at his sulking face..a smile glazed on her lips...
I: Assalamualaikum dear husband....
S: Walaikum us Salam dear wife... he replied with smile.
S: I was waiting for your call..as he intently looked at her who was now removing pins from her shawl and dupatta.
I: I met your favorite character today....it was unusually unfortunate encounter
S: Shahzain rolled his eyes.... Did Chachi said something offensive again... He asked concerned.
I: Well apparently she has problem with bi jaan choosing me for Panchayat matter...so the drama was all about it but I handled it well...
S: Don't agitate her so much... Shahzain laughed knowing well how his wife handles Chachi jaan.
I: you definitely not called me to talk about Chachi so did you had your lunch..
S: I was missing you by the way you started the Chachi story first..and nope there is still an hour left for lunch..he replied offended.
I: How did the parliament go...
S: As usual not a single sensible person... He said with frustrated groan.
I: Iram sensing his souring mood decided to change the topic...Show me how you look Zain...
S: Shahzain as if taken a back ...you saw me in the morning didn't you?
I: Ofcourse I did that's why I wanna see you again.
S: Shahzain with a raised brow...got up and show her his outfit....how do I look.?
I: A Full blown smile appeared on her lips.... YOU LOOK JUST LIKE MINE...
S: A throaty chuckle resonated from the other side...as he replied getting bold are we?...If you said it then I guess it's a far greater compliment than being called Handsome or exquisite or Charasmatic...
I: Iram narrowed her eyes at his response...wait a minute mister husband...who dare call you handsome, Charasmatic or exquisite..
S: He smiled a little at her jealous expressions...Dear wifey it is me who said that....I look at myself in the mirror everyday after all..
And I am man who appreciates the beauty of creation...at the end he bowed a little..
I: Iram giggled at his dramatic response...In my dictionary it's called narcism...
S: Shahzain smiled seeing her teasing
Their talks continued for an hour more only ended when servant called Iram for lunch....Iram disconnected the call before ordering Shahzain to eat his food..
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