شرر Sharar

Twenty Four

After my graduation, I'll take divorce from you. Ayat's own words enchos her room, sleep was miles away from her eyes as her somber eyes was looking at the ceiling

What have I said? Ayat worriedly asked her ownself, fidgeting with the ring in her finger

She wasn't worried about what she said, She didn't said anything wrong, she meant her every words by heart. But now, why does her heart seems to betray her?

Maybe the time and place wasn't good. This was the defense her mind came up with to support her heart

After all, Hanan returned India after three years, she should have waited for some days to talk to him

Setting up, Ayat held her head in her hands, trying to think what to do now

What if Hanan told this to anyone?

What if they forced her for marriage? Obviously, no one in family will support her decision of divorce. Not even Ayla would support her

Ayat's eyes filled with tears as she hide her face in her hands

She doesn't want to live with Hanan,

How could she when she can't even stand him for five minutes. Neither does he likes her then why is he doing this?

Ayat knew Hanan never liked her from childhood then why did he married her and why so suddenly started behaving like this?

Calling her his wife and acting possessive?

What if he is doing this so he could make fun of her? A thought came in her mind as she quickly removed her hands from her face and looking in front of her in realization

From childhood Hanan was like this, he would suddenly started acting polite with her and when Ayat would believe him,he would pulled another prank on her

"Woh isliye kar rahe Hain yeh sab?" Ayat whisperedly asked her ownself

(That's why he is doing all of this?)

Befire she could think more or come up with the answer of her question,her phone from side table started ringing

Picking it up, she received the call

"Hello!" Her throaty voice came as if she hasn't drank water from long time

"Can we talk about what you said in lawn?" However the person on other side was uneffected by her voice and asked, which made her took sigh

"Kabir, please! I don't wanna talk about it." Ayat tiredly said, her head is already paining due to thinking about all of this, and now discussing it all over again seems very exhausted to her

"Okay! Don't talk, but at least listen to me... What you said was very wrong...."

"And what Hanan said was right?" In return, Ayat asked, her voice filled with irritation

"Usne Kya Kiya?" Kabir confusingly asked, if he remembers correctly, Hanan didn't even do anything

(What he did?)

"Humare barey mein, humare hi samne aise baat kar rahe the ki jaise hum waha Hain hi nahi, ya phir hum koi object Hain. Kya keh rahe the woh? Tumhari himmat kaise hui uska hath pakadne ki.. biwi Hai woh Meri.. sabit Kya Karna chahte Hain woh in sab se?"

(He was talking about me, in front of me like I am not present there, and what was he saying? How dare you to hold her hand.. she is my wife.. what does he wants to prove by it?)

"Tum galat, woh sahi ya Hanan ne sahi nahi Kiya, Maine in sab baaton ke liye call nahi ki." Kabir made his voice calm and said

(You are wrong, he is right, or how he didn't do right thing.. I have not call you to talk about this.)