ENAMOUR LOVE

Chapter 55.

AABAN.

What the fu*k even happened in just half an hour. I ran towards the bridal room and knocked on the door. "Amyrah." There was no response. Negative thoughts started crashing in my head but I shook them away.

"Open the door Amyrah." I knocked it hard but still nothing. Ya Allah madad karein, meri Amyrah ko kuch nahi hona chahiye.

"Amyrah OPEN THE DOOR." I kicked it but still nothing. "It's a last warning if you don't open it now then be ready for the consequences."

"Mujhe akela chodh dein." (Leave me alone). She yelled and it was the first time I heard her yelling. She is safe, she didn't hurt herself. She is breathing and is safe. This brought my breathing back.

"Amyrah meri Jaan please darwaza kholo." (Please open the door). I need to be calm for her. I knocked on the door but this time gently.

"Mein kisi ke sath bhi nahi rehna chahti aap kyun nahi samjhte." (I don't want to be with anyone why don't you understand). She was crying and it was fuelling my rage.

"Mein kuch nahi karunga na hi tum se kuch puchunga lekin please mujhe andar aane do." (I won't do anything nor ask you anything but please let me in).

"Aaban." She was crying so much and it clenched my heart. I rested my head on the door and closed my eyes. "Jaani please." My voice came in a whisper.

There was a clicking sound and the door was unlocked. I took a deep breath and immediately stepped inside locking it behind me. My gaze fell upon her and it fueled the fire inside of me.

"Amyrah."

She curled herself more dipping her face on her knees. Taking slow and careful steps I walked towards her but she stood abruptly and moved back.

"Aap jhoote hein, mujhse jhoot bolte rahein hai." (You are a liar, you keep on lying to me). She hiccupped moving back.

"Maine kab jhoot bola hai?" (When did I lie).

"Har baar." (Every time). She cried harder. I tried to take a step towards her but she moved back. "Sab jhoot tha, shuruwat se lekar aaj tak. Aap...apne kaha mujh mein...koi kami nahi hai..aur maine sab yaqeen kar liya... Aapne kaha hai mein khubsurat hun aur maine... pagalon ki tarah vo bhi yaqeen kar liya par... Par yeh sab jhoot tha... Aapne sirf mera mann rakhne jhoot bolte gaye.... Aap sach bol dete ki mein badsurat hun.... Mein aap ko deserve nahi karti....aur..aur.."

"Shush shhhh..." I hugged her tightly. She was crying mess while trying to move from me.

"Hat'ein please." She pushed me and moved back. "Kyun kaha aapne yeh sab.... Kyun meri umeed badhayi kyun apni..life kharab karli mujhse shaadi karke? Kyun nahi kaha ki sab haste hai aap par sab mazak udhate hai aap ka.. kyun akele seh rahe the aap iss zabardasti ke rishte mein.... Aap ek baar keh dete ki mein aap ke qabil nahi hun aur aap ke liye ek insecurity ban chuki hun... Kyun jhoot bolte rahe har din."

"Amyrah bas karo."

"Dam ghut raha hai Aaban mera... Yeh sab sonchke.... Allah ne kyu banaya hai aisa... Kyun mujh jaisi aap ke naseeb mein likhi hai.."