Dillagi دللگی

26

Junayd Bin Aziz was sitting on his chair. His legs were folded and a cigar was between his fingers. He lifted it to his lips and stare at the man who was in front of him.

"Seedha baat par aata hoon. Mere bete pey jo tumne case kiya hai, wapis le lou. Itni raqam dunga ke tumhara dil khush ho jaayega." A smirk form on his lips at the words and he put the cigar on the ashtray.

"Chalo, mere paas bhi ek offer hai. Main aapko itni raqam deta hoon ke aap apne betay bhul jaayenge. Bass shart yeh hai ke main aapke bete ki kutte wali haalat karunga aur aap bilkul mind nahi karenge."

"Tum bohot galat kar rahe hou. Tum soch nahi sakte main tumhara saath kya karunga." Azim, the father of Reyhan tried to threatened him.

"Kya karenge aap? Mere pass kuch khone ke liye nahi hai par aapke pass hai. Iss liye behtar hoga ke aap yaha se faraar ho jaaye aur mujhe aapke betay ko handle kar ne dein." Junayd stood up and patted his shoulder.

"Tumhari biwi haina." He smirked but it was instantly wiped off when Junayd wrapped his fingers around his neck. His eyes were darkened.

"Mere biwi ka naam bhi liya na tou yahi dafna dunga aur tere bete ki jaan le lunga." Junayd shouted so loudly that he trembled in fear.

"Deal kar lete hai." He offered.

"Nahi. Wo waqt tab hi guzar gaya jab tere bete ne meri biwi ka fayeda uthana chaha. Ab tu aur tera pura khaandaan dekhega ke main tere bete ke saath kya karunga. Main maaf nahi karta." Junayd glared and the veins in his neck popped out.

He looked at Junayd with anger and frustration as he silently came out of the office. He will destroy him.

Junayd let out a sigh as he run his frustrated all over his face. He laid his head on the headrest of the couch when his phone rang.

A soft smile appeared on his lips as he attended her video call. The laptop was on his lap as he attended the call. He smiled when he saw her face on his laptop.

"Insaan khyaal hi kar leta hai apni nayi naveli dulhan ka. Yaha tou kisi ko khyaal hi nahi hai ke biwi ko shaadi ke baad date par bhi le jaaya sakta hai." she looked at him with teasing gaze and he chuckled.

"Insaan masroof bhi tou sakta hai." Faris smiled.

"Biwi se acchi koi masroofiyat ho sakti hai bhala?" she raised her eyebrows.

"Beshak." He tried to conceal his smile.

"Agar aap mujhe date par nahi le jaayenge tou main apne room mai sone chale jaungi." she tried to threatened him and he chuckled.

"Koi baat nahi. Main aapke room mai aa jaunga."

"Main darwaza lock kar dungi."

"Main darwaza tod kar aa jaunga."

"Faris-" she whined.

"Zaahir si baat hai. Ab bande ke pass ek adad biwi hai tou wo akele room main kyu soye? Ya aap khud mere room mai aayengi ya main aapko utha kar le jaunga. Choice aapke pass hai. But I prefer the latter one."

"Tou matlab aap mujhe date par nahi le jaayenge?" she looks at him with disappointment.

"Begum, aaj tou possible nahi hai. Aap pehle batati tou main kuch arrange kar leta. Next week ka plan karey?"