Aşkım-Jannat Kay Pattay FanFiction

9. Poisoned?

Irum's eyes snapped back at her mother and she stood up in haste.
She was about to take a spoonful in her mouth when Irum stepped down the stage and hurriedly pushed her hand causing the spoon to fall on the ground.

Haya sighed in relief.

Everyone stood up from their place to behold the sight that was unfolding in front of their eyes.

" Irum, what happened? Why did you do this? And why did you step down the stage? "

Between ragged breaths, Irum looked around to find everybody's questioning eyes on her.
But there was this one person who was being laid back and relaxed, with her legs and arms crossed. Her eyes fixed on Irum with a mocking smile. Haya bit her lower lip and instantly released it. She did not utter a word and stayed quiet. Let the other person bring problems for herself.

" She... Haya... she had poisoned this dessert. She wanted to kill you ammi. " she stuttered on her words.

Sabeen and Fatima sighed. Not again.

Fatima crossed her arms and asked,
" How do you know it was poisoned? "

On the other side, Jihan saw Uncle Furqaan taking a spoonful from the bowl he had swapped. He looked at the man involved with Irum.

His eyes snapped to uncle and he ran towards him. He jerked his hand away along with the bowl. He was about to run away when Jihan held his collar and pushed him back making him sit on a chair.

" What's the hurry fellow. Calm down and sit here. We have lots to talk " he said with lethal calmness and kept his shoe over the side of that chair.

" Say the truth and be safe! Lying will only bring you regrets, as not even Miss Irum will come to save you " with that he gestured towards his hand that he had angled for only him to see. It stayed hidden from other because of his leg placed on the chair.

That man's eyes widened. It was a video. His video. Not something he would like other's to see. He looked back at Jihan who had a smile on his face and he looked relaxed. He raised his brow. It was a gesture for him to open up his mouth.

" Why did you drop it? " Uncle asked him.

He gulped and looked around at the crowd. He licked his lips to moisten them and began speaking.

" It was p...poisoned " and snapped his eyes shut. Coward!

" How do you know? " It was Rohail this time.

" Irum madam, she paid me to do it. It was for Ji-jihan sir but I don't know... It is not my fault. She paid me to do this and I needed money " Uncle Furqaan gave him a tight slap. As soon as his strong manly hand hit that man's face, his face jerked to the other side. He was about to fall when Jihan grabbed him and made him sit straight.

He walked upto Uncle Furqaan who had his jaws clenched. He was looking at the family they were going to be bound with in a new relation. Irum ruined it.

" I feel sorry for you uncle. And more than anything I feel sorry for your daughter who never learns from her mistakes. My wife and I came here to not let you down, in your respect, but what can we say if your own daughter can't keep your head held high. She tried to poison my wife, my child... You should be grateful I am not filing a case against her. I don't need to do anything as she has wronged herself enough. She has wronged you all enough. "

He walked out buttoning up his blazer. Suleman and Rohail walked beside him not before showing their disappointment to Furqaan.

" Say it Irum... how do you know it was poisoned? "