Canvas of Fate : A Knitted Odyssey.... 🖤

Chapter 50

Dhadkan sambhalu ya sans kabu me rakhu
Tujhe Nazar bhar dekhne me aafat bahot hai

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Haseena was discharged from hospital in the morning and it was already noon, after a hot shower she was sitting on the edge of the mattress, with her fingers playing with the hem of blanket while her mind lost on the black memories of the past.

The memory of Perkins Decosta's cruel smile while slitting her father's throat was playing over and over on loop, her father's choked gasp was still echoing in her ears, she could still see the blood pooling beneath his lifeless body while she remained hidden inside the cupboard, too small and too scared to do anything but watch.

Haseena then remembered how years later , she did all she can and finally tracked down Decosta and his gang , she had spent her youth gathering evidences against him , building a case so strong that he will not be able to come out in any way possible and the same happened, he was sentenced life imprisonment ,not just for his father's murder but also for the drug dealing and the illegal activities he was carrying out...... JUSTICE, she had told herself then, had been served.

But now it all felt meaningless as he was roaming free outside the walls of prison....she jolted as suddenly her mind went back to the phone call she recieved before she fell unconscious..... You think you’re safe, don’t you, Haseena Malik? I’ll finish what I started.....I got the information that you married a women..oh..poor you ?…..I will take a good care of your married life , Your wife... your family... everyone close to your father, they will die just like he did.”....the threat echoed in her mind, and her stomach twisted in knots..... "Karishma"..... He knew about her and the realisation sent a terror down her spine.

Aur apko yakeen nhi hoga haseena , Parth ne Tara maa ke hath ka banaya hua soup muh se Piya aur uske naak se sab bahar aaya.......karishma continued blabbering to keep away haseena from her dark thoughts, from the kitchen while preparing soup for her....haseena looked at karishma and her voice comforted her even though she hadn’t heard a word of it.

Karishma's innocent look , her smile , her charm , her purity was worth worshiping, the threat and the thought of loosing karishma was unbearable for haseena , karishma is now her everything, she couldn't bear karishma away from her sight even for few seconds, her hands began to tremble and she clutched the blankets.....her only concern now was , how could she keep Karishma safe? how could she protect her from a man so ruthless, so merciless.

A soft kiss on her eyes broke her thoughts when she realised karishma was already sitting in front of her with a bowl of soup in her hands offering her the world's most expensive smile......ye lijiye Biwi, ye karishma singh special soup hai , bohot mehngi hai , aisi soup aapko kanhi nhi milegi..... karishma said forwarding the spoon towards haseena and chuckled on her own words.

Haseena tasted the soup and instantly hugged Karishma, pulling her as close as she can..... karishma's hand trembled due to the sudden pull but she saved the soup from spilling over their mattress.

Itni acchi lagi aapko soup?.... she asked hugging her back.

Karishma.....haseena mumbled against her neck.

Her name from haseena's mouth was the favourite music to Karishma.........ji.....she whispered back lovingly stroking her back.

Thodi der terrace pe chale ?, suffocated lag rha hai thoda....haseena asked wrapping her hands around karishma.

Karishma pulled away slightly and wiped the trace of soup from haseena's lips , her fingers rubbing her lips little longer then needed, cherishing the softness and with that haseena raised her eyebrows at her....saaf ho gya ? She asked