Attraction

CHAPTER 35

A week elapsed. 

A lot changed for Moosa.

But nothing changed for Roshanay.

While Farah reveled in her success. 

Farah came to know about the truth related to Roshanay's past, the day that security guard harassed Roshanay in the kitchen. She was standing out of the kitchen when she heard him threaten Roshanay. 

Farah was aware, if she would go straight up to Moosa and confess, he might not believe her or Roshanay could come up with another lie which will put her in a difficult position infront of Moosa. So she waited. Waited for the right time to strike. 

And the right time came when she got to know about Malik bringing Roshanay's mother back to Moosa. She devised the plan. Carefully. Waiting for the right moment to strike. She wanted Moosa to listen the word from the tongue of his dear wife's mother. 

And that's what exactly happened. 

After Alizeh's kidnap, her aunt had become so emotionally dependent on her. And she used this emotional dependency to exploit her. Her aunt was smitten by her now. It seemed like Alizeh's kidnapping favoured Farah alot in taking the control of the house because Moosa's mother was now dancing to Farah's tunes.  

If Farah wanted, she could make Afsheen, abhor Roshanay. Or if Farah wanted, she could even make Afsheen, love Roshanay. And it was very evident, Farah never wanted the latter. 

She has planted the seed of Roshanay's detestation in the hearts of both mother and son. And now she was slowly watering it. 

Atlast, life was on her side now. 

And she would go to every length just to make sure that it remained on her side. From now onwards. 

She could not afford to loose Moosa again when the game was in her palm now. 

Farah passed through the guest room where Roshanay's mother was present. She entered and found her holding a rosary, tears in her eyes. It's been a week since Farah last saw her. Moosa has not yet make a decision about both mother and daughter. They were ask to be kept in their rooms. But Farah wanted to get rid of both of them as soon as possible.

As soon as Dilshad's eyes fell on Farah, a look of contempt came over her face. "Why have you come now?" Dilshad instantly cried out, "do you even know what my daughter has passed through?" Tears fell from her eyes. 

Farah laughed at her statement, "does it look like I care?"

"The truth is not what it appears to be girl," A plead appeared in Dilshad's voice, "please try to understand her,"

"No. I don't want to," Farah responded, while blowing fake air off of her nails. 

"What do you want from her? What has she done to you?"

"A lowlife slut like her can do nothing to me," Farah's head shot up. Sheer arrogance in her eyes, "Oh, now I remember, there is a question hanging in my mind. And it's been bothering me alot, " Farah stopped, before speaking again, "were you a bed warmer too?" 

Dilshad's heart clenched at that. A sob tightened in her throat and with a painful croak, she uttered, "no. And even my daughter is not,"

"What a joke, old lady,"

"Why have you come here?" 

"To inform you.... your daughter might have been given a good beating by her husband. Last, it was her husband, rather soon to be ex-husband, went to her room a week ago and now... I feel like she has died inside. I don't hear any voices coming out of the room. It is awfully silent," Farah informed, making an innocent face and Dilshad's eyes widened.