ISHQIYA

Keemti Ishq X

"Ammi, ammi I want to eat that" Zafar demanded.

Afaf glares him "No Zafar you already ate two ice creams, now no more"

Zafar gave her a puppy face "Ammi please"

Afaf rolls her eyes at him "See you have requested for movie, and you already seen it, you requested for two ice creams, you already ate it, now don't be so demanding or else I will eat all your chocolates"

Kamil chuckle at her childishness "really, Afaf"

Zafar answered him with pout "Yes uncle she is more kid than me."

Afaf smiled and shook her head at her son.

"Afaf" Someone called her. She turned and her body tensed seeing the person whom she never wanted to see in her whole life "Mrs. Khan"

The person who snatched her happiness 5 year ago, who snatched a father from her son's life, who gave her a character certificate.

Safiya approached her with Ameera. Safiya smirked at her and said "How are you Afaf, and here your son...." she glanced at Zafar, now her expressions were like she saw something unbelievable, tears started brewing in her eyes.

Seeing Safiya is mute Ameera opens her mouth "Hi Afaf, will you not introduce me to my boyfriend."

Kamil blushed and stuttered "No...I...Hi I am Kamil Akhtar, her friend, not boyfriend."

Ameera raised her eyebrows and bluffs "Oh don't worry you soon will be, like me I and Sheryaar are marrying each other soon, Afaf he must've told you right. So that's why I came here with my soon to be mother in law for wedding shopping."

Afaf smirked at her and said "Well congratulations Mrs. Khan make sure this new soon to be daughter in law of yours don't sleep with anyone"

She holds Zafar's hand and was about to go from there when a hand stops her.

She gazed toward her hand then at Safiya who was holding her hand, tears were in her eyes.

Afaf stares at her in confusion, Safiya sits on her knees in front of Zafar, her shivering hand coming forward to caress her grandson's cheek.

Who was a spitting image of his father, same eyes, same nose, same face cuts. Seeing him something flickered inside her, like she missed an important thing in life.

She glanced at Afaf, her eyes were showing regrets, slowly she whispered to Afaf "He is just like him."

Afaf nodded slowly then Zafar who was confused with all these gestures asked "Who is just like whom?"

Afaf holds his elbow "No one dear, let's go from here."

She takes Zafar with her, leaving a remorseful Safiya sitting on her knees.

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Safiya was sitting in Sheryaar's study room, when she heard Sheryaar calling her "Ammi? where are you?"

He comes to his study room, sighs in relief seeing her mother there "Ammi what are you doing here?"

"Ameera told me Afaf works in your office?" She questioned him.

Sheryaar looked at her then nodded "Hmm, then?"

"Why don't you get married again Sheryaar?" She asked him with an accusation in her voice.

Sheryaar closed his eyes in frustration and said "Please mom not this topic again, I don't want someone to cheat on me, again"

"You know I saw her today" She said with slight tears in her eyes.

Sheryaar gazed down and asked "Afaf?"

She nodded her head "Hmm, she was there with her son, Zafar."

"Oh" He said in mono syllable.

More tears flows from her eyes "Zafar looks exactly like you son"

He dried her tears, pursed his lips and said "It doesn't mean that those photos are wrong, maybe that child is mine, but she......"

Safiya cuts him in between "Those photos are wrong Sheryaar, It was my plan, I...."

Sheryaar chuckled and said "Finally you confessed it ammi, after 5 years, I waited for five years for your confession"

For some moments her world stops, she stares at him with disbelief and whispers "You knew?"

"I believed my Afaf ammi, I knew she can't cheat on me, I knew everything from the first day, about your conspiracy." Sheryaar said those words that he was hiding for many years.

Safiya stared at her son, suddenly an immense anger ran through her body and she yelled "And you didn't say anything, you did everything that my foolish mind wanted, you throws your wife, your pregnant wife."

"Yes" Sheryaar looked down on the floor and answered her.

She slapped him "Why, why did you do this, why did you let me do this, you let your son raise without a father."

"I raised without a father and Afaf is the strongest woman I have ever seen" Sheryaar said slightly raising his voice.

She held his collar, jerked him in anger and she didn't know which was on him or herself "Why, Sheryaar, why?"

"Because of you, because of the woman who gave birth to me, you never liked Afaf, you always hated her, you think I never knew, that you always taunt her in my absence, always tried to bad mouth her, how can I let this happen and that day when I came from office and you handed me those photos, I couldn't believed it that my mother stoop so low for her hatred, that moment immense hatred born for you ammi, but then I suppressed my hatred and did what my mother wanted, what makes her happy, my ammi who loved me from the day I was born, I left my love for her." He yelled, crying, confessing.

"You hate me?" She whispered, her heart thuds loudly in her body not wanting to hear the truth she was expecting.

He stares at her and gives her a small smile, makes her sit on the chair, holds her hands, rubs it with his thumbs "No, never, I knew what you did, you did for your love for me, and you never taught me what is hatred. You know ammi, my heart always breaks in a thousand pieces, whenever I see Zafar, my son. I left her, but never able to forget her, so, I use to stalk her, I became a stalker for her, I kept tabs on my son where about, Every day I stand beside his school just to get a glimpse of him and Afaf, they look so beautiful together, even without me. Afaf never let him feel the absence of father. Sometimes I want to meet him, kiss him, caress his head, and carry him on my shoulder just like Aaftab uncle does, but I don't want to make you sad. So, I suppressed my fatherly feeling just for my mother, I don't hate you ammi. Bearing an immense pain you gave birth to me, after baba left us for Allah, you raised me, stitching everybody clothes, sleeping with half stomach filling mine, and some time you even lose your sleep to take care of me,"

"Why don't you take her home, I swear I will.." She asked him.

He cuts off her "No, ammi you don't love her, you are just saying because you saw your grandson today, you still hate her and I can't gave you sorrow"

She looked at him with disbelief and tears in her eyes, he kissed her palm and went away from there.

Safiya slumps down on the floor, crying her heart out clutching her chest as she asks her Allah.

Ya Allah! What did I do?

How can I do this?

I destroyed a woman's life, knowing how hard it is to live without a husband.

I destroyed a child's life knowing how hard it is to raise a child without his father.

I destroyed my own son's life.

I never taught my son what hatred is but how can I stoop this low in my hatred.

How?

A/N:- Hey readers so here is the second last chapter of Keemti Ishq.

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