Zubaidha tapped at Javed's room, but there was no response from inside. So she slowly unlocked the door and entered it. She noticed that Hannah was fast asleep. She went inside and left the soup she had brought for Hannah on the table. She went closer and looked at her sleeping peacefully. She checked her temperature and it was normal. But her face looked so pale due to the fever and maybe her continuous crying.
" Poor child " she muttered to herself and caresed her hair. She shook her slightly in order to wake her up and make sure she had her soup before Javid returns. If not there will be another big scene like before.But she didn't budge . She shook her once more to wake her up , not knowing that Hannah wouldn't wake up even if a bomb blasted in the neighbourhood as she sleeps like a dead person. She started to panic thinking Hannah had gone unconscious due to her illness. She became restless and feared if Javed sees this he would blast her for not taking proper care of Hannah. She thought of giving another try and this time she shook her a little harder and Hannah woke up muttering
" Ma...maaaaa... !" Which made Zubaidha smile " Thank God.. she woke up "
" wake up and have your soup dear. " Zubaidha said combing Hannah's hair. Hannah opened her eyes and smiled looking at Zubaidha.
" Aunty ! " she said while getting up and laying her back on the headboard of the bed.
" How are you feeling now ?" Zubaidha asked with a smile. Her smile brought back memories of her mother. She missed her mother so much . She remembered how her mother would take care of her when she was sick.
"Now mama must be surely crying thinking of me." The thought of it itself brought tears to her eyes.
"Drink this child " Zubaidha offered her the soup she had brought. Hannah was is deep thoughts so she didn't hear Zubaidha speaking.
"Hannah ! Drink this " Zubaidha was standing there with a spoon full of soup . Hannah automatically opened her mouth and drank it. She didn't know why , but she felt mother's love from Zubaidha.
" I'm glad atleast one person in this house is nice to me Aunty " she said holding Zubaidha's hand which made her smile in return.
" How old are you dear?" Zubaidha asked .
" 20 " she answered.
"Wow ! That's sweet." She was match making Hannah with Javed in her mind. Javed is 26 and she is 20. They will be a perfect match. She smiled at the thought of it.
"Ummm.. ! Aunty !" Zubaidha's match making dream was cut short when Hannah called her. " There are some short comings in my clothes. I mean... " she dragged.
It took Zubaidha a while to understand what those short comings were. How will Javed ever know a woman's needs. After his mother he has never mingled with any woman.
" I will take care of that matter " Zubaidha said when Javed entered the room .
" What are you going to take care of ?" Javed asked curiously narrowing his eyebrows.
" No ! It's a small thing she needs." Zubaidha tried to keep it descreet , as she didn't want Hannah to feel embarrassed . But Javed wasn't ready to let it go. He came closer to Hannah enraged. Hannah gulped as she saw him so close. She has never felt this much fear in her whole life. Another name for Javed could be fear she thought. She felt like running away as far as possible from him and hiding in a place where he would never find her. Only if that was possible.
" What are you up to ?" He fumed.
" She asked for some.... " Zubaidha tried to explain when Javed stopped her raising his palm.
" Zubaidha you can leave ! " He ordered.
" But !"
" LEAVE !!!" He shouted making Hannah jump at her place. Her tears started flowing down. Her face turned red. Her eyes were already puffed . Fear engulfed her body as she saw Zubaidha leaving the room without uttering a word. Only god can save Hannah from this fumong Javed today.
He walked towards Hannah . She shut her eyes sqeezing them as she was so afraid to look at the fuming tyrant standing in front of her. He kept looking at her every action. He saw fear in her face and once again he enjoyed it. He was proud of himself as he managed to put this fearless tigress in her place and made her understand who the boss is.
" What did you ask her ? " he asked .
" Nothing !" She said bluntly. He tightened his fist and gritted his teeth. He grabbed her hand which made her shout " Ouch !! You... are... hurting... me" . He noticed it was the same hand which he left his finger prints on last night so he let go of her hand and reached for her lips. He sqeezed her plumpy lips going closer and closer to her and said " WHAT. DID. YOU. ASK. HER ? " pausing and emphasizing every word. Hannah's heart was racing so fast now she thought even the neighbours would know how fast ger heartbeat is .
" I ... there ... my... " her words were not making any sense. She stumbled.
" Go ahead. !" He said .
" My cloth.. clothes.. " again her words were stumbling. Suddenly she felt like she didn't know how to talk. Her words were getting stuck at her throat and refused to come out.
" TELL ME ! Damn it !!! " Javed yelled which made the whole place shake. Her body was shaking due to fear. Hannah froze but her tears refused to freeze. They started flowing like a river. Javed didn't know why , but it hurt him when he saw her cry. He let go of her and stood there not knowing what to do. He knew he needed to do something to make her stop crying. But he didn't know how. How will he know? He has never cared for anyone nor has he pacified anyone crying. All he knew was to order and get things done. This was something totally new for a stone hearted man like Javed.
He combed his hair backwards and looked at Hannah for a while.
"Hhhh .... Hey ! " his words were blocked now. He shook his head and walked towards the wardrobe , took out his clothes and went for a shower. Yes! that's what he needed to calm himself down.
She felt relieved as he left. But she knew it's not for long. She sat there on the bed cuddling her legs and resting her head on them "What have done wrong to be tested like this and for my fate to change this drastically? Allah ! I leave all this to you. I have faith everything will be fine soon. " Hannah prayed. It was time for Luhar prayers. She was waiting for Javed to come out so she could take ablution ( purification before offering prayers) and offer her prayers. He came out and looked at her. She avoided looking at him. As soon as he went to the other side of the bed she walked inside the washroom. She came out and spread a sheet on the floor and started her prayers. Javed was watching her or can say he was admiring her. Javed didn't know that Hannah had already taken up some space in his heart and has started doing weird things to him. He has started to like someone he himself not knowing.
Javed was brought back to senses when there was a knock at the door. He walked towards the door and it was one of his men
" Sir ! Mr. Majeed has come to see you. "
"Tell him I'll be there "
"Ok sir !" He left the room.
Hannah had finished her prayer by that time. He left the room locking it.
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