Begum naraj Hain ® (Original)

S2 Chapter 7

Sahir went back inside while glancing at Akram pitifully.

His brows frowned, he can't seem to analyse what's going on. Even though deeply he wants to keep Kadira to himself. The way she is like a living dead makes him even more impatient. He wants his love to be recognised but his love itself is unaware of the existence or kinda like avoids his love.

Is it too much to ask for love? All this time, he loved her, left his property to just stay beside her, to guard her, but what did he get instead? Nothing, absolutely nothing, at the end of day all he gets is disappointment, dissatisfaction and loneliness.

Although it aches him to see Kadira all sad, she was all sunshine in past days at mahal, she was happy. Is that because of Akram? But he treated her like shit. He never cared for her. He just thinks her as possession that's to be showcased.

He went to the Kadira's room. Kadira was sulking at a corner writing something. He went near her slowly not in the intention to disturb her. He saw her writing a poem, is it about him again?

"Kadira" Breaking the solemn silence, Kadira glanced at him, her face was pale apparently due to constant sobbing late nights because she thinks that no one will know but Sahir knows about it.

"I want to ask you a question" He looked at her. Kadira looked at him with confusion about what he is going to ask her.

"Yeah, say Sahir" Sahir hesitated a bit but decided to ask any way "Are you really happy with the way you are leading life? "

Her face paled at the question, she wasn't expecting him to ask this question, she found ways to escape the situation, maybe a lie would "Of course, I am, What's with dumb question? "

Sahir realized that she is lying "You want to lie to escape the situation right? You can't escape from me, your face is the proof" Sahir said pointing her flaws that how bad she is at lying.

"Hey, I am really serious" Kadira tried to justify herself.

"Lie to yourself again then, I want to see how much longer you would lie yourself that everything is okay, when nothing is okay, Akram is outside the house from morning onwards and here you are pretending that nothing is wrong?" Sahir's voice was shaking, his composure is unstable now. He is enough with her acting that she is fine.

"But... " Kadira couldn't get words further. He isn't wrong, but this is the only way she could avoid death, her son's death.

"But what Kadira? Freaking say something, I am tired of you ommiting the words everytime. You have a reason why don't you say it? " Sahir is furious on her now. He can't be composed everytime , could he? She is always good at hiding. Can't she trust him even now?

"I have a good reason for that, when time comes, I will say to you myself" Kadira said trying to make him understand.

"Great! I have to wait till that? Don't you get it? Akram a king is waiting outside our house this isn't a funny play to act on, do you know how much attention it will grab now? " Sahir isn't wrong a king of great empire standing outside isn't a normal thing.

"I know, I said him to go away, but he is stubborn, even though it grabs attention, I can't do anything" Kadira avoided him and started writing again.

"Would you freakin stop writing now? You can't just avoid it like nothing, how many times would you avoid? No matter how many times you avoid, I know it's still going through your mind" Sahir said impatiently.

"Leave now Sahir, I want no one here" Kadira said in assertive voice.

"Great then!" Sahir stormed outside. Kadira has never seen Sahir loosing his shits. Did Akram now manipulate him too?

Meanwhile...

Ishaan when woke up, saw that his Ammi isn't here. He looked for her everywhere, until he found her again at her study writing poem.

Upon reaching the garden to see the eggs of A new bird that came A few days ago. He saw someone is standing at the door outside, he peeked through the door. He saw his friend standing there.

"Dost, what are you doing standing here" Ishaan smiled with confusion.

Akram who was frowning, anxious and sad , glanced at the sweet little voice. His presence made him feel brighter.

"I am waiting" Akram gave a pale smile to Ishaan. This little boy has the charm to uplift anyone.

"For me? " Ishaan's voice peaked. He was happy that a friend is waiting for him to play. This was the first time ever someone out of their own approached him. "Wait! I will come in few minutes" Ishaan went giggling inside the house.

Akram was happy that he could make this small boy happy. But Kadira, what should he do?

After a few minutes, Ishaan came all dressed, ran outside the door to Akram. Akram was still outside the door. "Let's play Dost" Ishaan giggled, his voice is therapy.

"I have to wait here for approval" Akram tussled Ishaan's hair. Ishaan looked at him with new confusion. Wait for whom?

"For whom? Wasn't it me? " Ishaan asked with new curiosity. "Of course, partially it was you but there is another important person I am waiting for" Akram smiled at his curious eyes "It's my begum" Akram's words sounded sad and anxious.

"Begum? Who is that? " Ishaan looked at him. "Inside this house, my begum is there" Ishaan's face grew with even more curiosity, as inside the house only him, ammi and mammu is there.

"But we are only three inside" Ishaan said. "Yes, I agree that the woman you are calling ammi is my begum" Akram clarified, he isn't sure how ishaan would react to this information.

"My ammi? My ammi is  your begum? " Ishaan's voice dropped.

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