He is obsessed. For her.
She is a broken soul.
Armaan Nouman Ali Khan is a 6ft 2 inches tall, handsome man. Obsessed with his childhood love. Cold for others but has a soft side for his childhood love. He has his personal art room filled with his ch...
Armaan: "I was thinking, why did Sadiq harass you at our Mehndi function? And about your family, why did I feel they were cold towards you?" After hearing him, I felt someone took my breath away without touching me. My shitty past appeared in front of my eyes. I couldn't breathe. My breath was stuck in my throat.
Armaan's POV:
I wanted to know my Jaan better so, I asked what was bothering me. But I got panicked as I saw her panic attack. Shit! What have I done? My Jaan is panicking. I spoke: "Jaan, calm down! Relax! Breathe with me!" I took a step close to her to calm down but she took a step back in panic which made me upset but in a second, she burnt her fingers while stepping back.
Zaisha yelled in pain: "Aaaaahhhhhh". My eyes widened and immediately rushed to her. I'm sure my eyes reflected pain: "What have you done? Look, you burned your hand". I took her to the wash basin and kept her finger under the cold water.
Zaisha's POV:
I started panicking badly after hearing him. He tried calming me down and took a few steps but I stepped back because my vision blurred. I saw Sadiq Bhai coming close to me. In the process of stepping back, I accidentally burnt my hand. And a sound of pain escaped my mouth. He came close to me and said something but I couldn't hear. I felt strange because when he touched me, I felt at ease. His touch isn't burning my skin, his touch is making me comfortable.
He put my hand under the cold water and that cold water made me realize, it was not Sadiq Bhai but it was my Armaan. The realization made my breathing normal. And I kept looking at Armaan with tears in my eyes. Because I started to feel my cure of panic attacks in him. My chains of thoughts broke as I heard his voice. Armaan: "Jaan, come let me apply ointment on your hand". I said: "But tea........" I was interrupted by Armaan. Armaan: "Nazma Baji will make it. Tum important ho, chai nahi".
(Nazma Baji will make it. You are important, not tea).
I was about to protest but I squealed instead of protesting because he picked me up in his arms. Blood rushed to my cheeks. I said: "Armaan put me down, someone might see us". Armaan replied: "Dekhty hai dekhny do. Mainy apni biwi ko utthaya huwa hai kisi aur ki biwi ko nahi".
(Let them see. I have carried my wife, not someone else's wife).
As Armaan was taking me to the bedroom, my gaze fell on the locked room again. I want to know what is inside that room because it gives me dark vibes. While Armaan was entering, Baba saw and had a smile on his face. I hid my face in his chest to hide. In the bedroom, Armaan put me on the bed and bought a first-aid kit. He was on his knees and started applying ointment to my hand. While applying ointment, I felt a few water drops on my hand. I looked at Armaan and he had tears in his eyes. My eyes widened and I asked: "Haath mera jala hai aur aanso apki aankhon sy nikal rahy hai?"
(My hand is burned and you are the one crying?)
Armaan replied while looking at him: "Jaan ho tum meri. Nahi dekh sakta tumhe kisi dukh main".
(You are my Jaan. I can't see you in any pain).
After hearing him, my heart was hammering inside my chest and I couldn't control myself and hugged him. Armaan hugged me tight and said: "Mujhy maaf kardo! Mujhy tumsy woh swaal nahi kara chahiye tha".
(Please forgive me. I shouldn't have asked you that question).
Armaan broke the hug, attached his forehead to mine while his both hands cupped my cheeks, and spoke: "Mujhy maaf kardo! Main sirf tumhe achy sy jana chahta tha".
(Please forgive me! I wanted to get to know you better).
My tears were falling down my cheeks and I replied: "Mujhy thora waqt dy do, Armaan. Yeh aziyat wali kahaniyan zuban par lany ky liye abhi himmat nahi hai mery andar. Yeh kahaniyan bayan karna mushkil hai kyunki tum yeh kahaniyan sunogy lekin mainy iss kahani ka har ek pal jeeya hai. Tumhe kahaniyan bayan karny main meri jaan nikaly gi kyunki mujhy uss gali sy guzarna hoga dobara jisny mujhy buri tarhan sy tora hai".
(Please give me some time, Armaan. I don't dare to share my horrendous past with you. Telling you about my past is difficult for me because you will only listen but I have lived every moment of it. Telling you about my past will kill me from the inside because I have to walk through those lanes that have broken me badly).
I hope he understands what I'm trying to say. It's really difficult to tell him. My chains of thoughts broke as I heard Armaan's voice. Armaan replied: "Alright! I will wait for you to open up. I will wait my whole life for you to open up to me". I nodded. Armaan spoke again: "Ek baat yaad rakhna, chahy kuch bhi ho jaye main tu par bharosa karunga sirf tum par. Mujhy koi aakar keh dy tum galat ho main phr bhi tumhary saath khara rahunga chahy tum galat ho yaa naa ho. Kyunki mery jism, rooh aur dil par sirf tumhara haq hai. Sirf tumhara. Tum nahi toh Armaan bhi nahi. I love you, Zaisha Armaan Nouman Ali Khan".
Blood rushed to my cheeks and I couldn't stop smiling because he called me Zaisha Armaan, not Zaisha Furqan. I felt proud. Armaan opened his eyes and wiped my tears. Armaan kissed my eyes one by one. I smiled at his gesture. Armaan said: "Jaan, go and get ready. We are going out on a date". I got confused and said: "But assignment.............." Armaan interrupted me: "Jaana, I will do your assignment. Don't worry! Go and get ready". I again protested: "My assignment........." Armaan interrupted: "Jaan please go and get ready". Without protesting again, I left to get ready.
Armaan's POV:
I'm such an asshole. How can I ask her when I know I shouldn't jump into asking her about her past after a few days of our marriage? I should put more effort into this marriage. Seeing her burnt hand made my blood boil. I felt more than 100 pins poking in my heart. I promise Jaan if your family or Sadiq has done worse to you, they will see my wrath. And today, I will reveal something to you.
Aslam o alikum! Hey readers! I hope you enjoyed the chapter. What is Armaan going to reveal to Zaisha? And I'm so excited for their first date. They are going on a date. But the question is, will Zaisha be happy at the end of her date or something will happen to their relationship? To know more, keep reading. Do comment on your favorite scene in the comment section. If possible, do share your thoughts. Positive critics are welcomed :)
