"Hay!! Ye kaise hooliye mein ghar me phir rahi ho. Apne livaz to dekho zara. Koi sharam varam he ya nahi. Malik ke bahuein ese nahi ghoomti ghar me. Aafiya kuch kehti nahi ho tum inhe? Koi nahi mein hu na mein hi theek kardungi dono ko." Phupho started her lecturing as soon as she saw Aaliya and Noor.
(Oh god!! How are you roaming in this house? Look at your clothes. Do you have any shame? Daughter-in-laws of Malik doesnt roam in the house looking like this. Aafiya, dobt you say anything to them? No problem. Now i am hear, i will make them straight.)

Aaliya was wearing a floral blue sleeveless kurti with a slit in the middle and white palazzo pants along with nude heels.
Whereas Noor was wearing a grayish blue ripped jeans with white off-shoulder top and white sneakers.

Aaliya's clothes

Noor's clothes

"Aaliya duppata kaha hai tumhara? Aur ye sleeveless kurti kyu pehni hai. Kah de rahi hu, ab tum mujhe puri dhaki hui dikhni chahiye. Jao jakar kapde badlo." Saying this mych to Aaliya, phupho turned towards Noor and analizing her from top to bottom she said, "6 mahine, yaha ho to dhang ke kapde pehno. In 6 mahino mein tumhari marzi nahi chalegi. Ye jeans, t shirt yaha nahi chalega. Salwaar kameez aur duppata pehno jakar. Aur ha duppata sir per odhna mat bhulna."
(Aaliya, where is your scarf? And why are you wearing sleeveless kurti? I am telling you, now i should see you fully covered. Go and change.)
(If you are gere fir six months then wear proper clothes. In this six months, your will wont matter. This jeana, t shirt isnt allowed here. Wear salwaar(a type of pant), kameez(long shirt) and duppata(scarf). And dont forget to wear scarf on your head.)

Aaliya looked at Aafiya who signalled her to compel to phupho's wish. Aaliya too didnt wanted to create any chaos or disrespect phupho so she didnt answered back which she so wanted to do. And on the other hand, Noor is our rebelious queen. How can she not answer back? And there she goes,

"Galat kaha apne phupho. In 6 mahino mein, mein jo chahu wo karungi. Meri marzi chalegi, apki nahi. Aur rahi baat kapdo ki, to wo to mein badal ne se rahi. Kyunki mujhe inme koi khammi nahi dikh rahi. To aap apna mashwara, apne paas rakhiye." And the colour on phupho's face became pale and then suddenly red.
(You are wrong phupho. In this six months, I will do whatever I want. My will matters, not yours. And about clothes, I am not changing them. Because I cant see anything wrong in them. So you keep your suggestion, upto yourself.)

Ismail Malik was now angry. How can a mere girl like her answer back to her sister. He would never accept it.

"Noor" Came a loud voice.

"Himmat kaise hui tumhari meri behen se ese baat karne ki. Use wapis jawab kese diya tumne. Mene kaha tha na sab se ki never queztion her. Phir kyu? Aur sahi to keh rahi he vo. Apne kapde dekhe hai. Yaha ye nahi chalega. Tumhare baap ne tumhe kuch nahi kaha matlab ye nahi koi nahi kahega. Tumhari tarbiyat tum yaha mat dikhana. Apni aukad me rehna sikho. Jao jakar kapde badlo. Aur phir ye galti mat karna. Samjhi?" Ismail was literally screaming at Noor. And her face was red and horror-sticken. She just nodded. Aaliya came by her side and taking her hand took her upstairs.
(How dare you talk to my sister like this? How dare you answer back her. I had told everyone to never question her. Then why? And she is saying correct. Have you seen your clothes. This won't work here. Your father didnt tell you anything, that doesnt mean noone will tell. Dont show the way of your upbringing here. Stay in your limits. Go and change. And dont repeat this mistake. Understood?)

Asad had witnessed everything while coming down. So he again went to Arham's room and repeated every word, every sentence that were exchanged downstairs. Also the, anger of Ismail Malik and the look of Noor's face. Arham was shocked, amused and angry. Shocked with whatever happened this early in the morning. Amused because Noor didn't say anything ahead and accepted to do as said even though she was against it, it was a first for him. Because until he knows, she would have fought back no matter what. And angry at his father's words and his mentality. Arham and Asad then went down. To see how the situation was now.

Asad looked handsome in his army green trackpants, black adidas hoodie and white sneakers. Whereas Arham looked like a model right out of the magazine in his black ripped jeans, maroon hoodie alongwith black jacket and white sneakers.

Ahad's clothes

Arham's clothes

Phupho was getting impatient for both Aaliya and Noor to come down as they had to perform the ritual of their first rasoi (first time cooking after marriage).

After sometime Aaliya arrived who was looking like an angel in her golden white anarkali with golden duppata. She was indeed beautiful. Phupho praised her saying, "Now you look like a newly wedded girl. See you look so pretty like this." Aaliya was blushing a little with all the praises and attention she got.

Aaliya's clothes

Now everyone were waiting for Noor to arrive so that they can get done with the ritual. Then they heard footsteps coming down. Finally the wait was over. Everyone looked towards the stairs. And then the world seemed to stop. Every face in the drawing room had different expressions. Aafiya, Maham and Aaliya's faces showed horror. Phupho and Ismail's faces showed anger. Asad's face showed amusement. And last but not the least Arham had an expression which said I knew it. He was not at all shocked. Infact he would have been shocked if she would have easily accepted what she was told to do. Noor came down slowly looking first towards Phupho and then Ismail Malik with a smirk on her face that meant , 'If you thought I would bend infront of your narrow-minded demands, then you were wrong'.

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She came and stood infront of Phupho and asked, "Ab theek hai Phupho? Ab to achi lag rahi hu na? Kya khayal hai? Ha? Mere kapdo pe kabhi ungli mat uthayega. Maine kya kabhi aap ke kapde pe comment kiya. Aap koi nahi hoti kisi Ko bhi ye kehnevali ki use kya pehenna chahiye or kya nahi. " Phupho's mouth was wide open but no words came out of it.
(Is it okay now, aunt? Now I look good right? What do u think? Hmn? Never say anything about my clothes. Have I ever commented on your clothes. You are noone to tell anybody that what one should wear and what not.)

Then she went towards Ismail and stood infront of him and looked straight into his eyes and said, "Agar mere baap ne mujhe kuch nahi kaha, to koi aur keh bhi nahi sakta. Aur meri tarbiyat ki chinta aap na kariye. Kyunki vo aapki tarbiyat se kafi achi hui hai. Aur rahi baat mud kar jawab deni ki, to vo to mein dungi kyunki mujhe pata hai mai kya kare rahi hu, mere liye kya sahi hai. Aur rahi baat jab tak mein yaha hu tab tak jaisa aap kahe vaisa karne ki to vo to aap bhul hi jaiye. Kyunki vo to hone se raha. Yaad rakhyega agar maine 6 mahine se pehle talaq le liya to jaha aap khade he na, na vo ghar rahega, nahi ye Malik surname jispe aap itna itrate hai uski pehchan. Aur kya kaha tha aapne? Apni aukad mein raho. To Mr. Malik mujhe apko apki aukad dikhani bhi ache se aati hai. Yaad rakhyega. Samjhe?"
(If my dad didn't tell me anything, then noone else can. And don't be worried about my upbringing. Because it is better than yours. And about answering back then I will do that because I know what I am doing and what is right for me. And about doing what you say till I am here, just forget it. Because that's not gonna happen. Remember that if I take divorce before six months then the place where you are standing neither that nor the existence surname Malik that you are proud of would remain. And talking about my limits, I even know how to show you your limits. Remember that. Understood?)

"E ladki. Kya bole ja rahi he. Aur tu kyu mere kapdo ke bare mein kuch kahegi. Mein aise vahiyad livaz nahi pehenti ki tu kuch bolegi. Kuch Sharam karo. Jahanum mein bhi jagah nahi milegi teri aisi harkato ki vajah se." Phupho came out of her shock and was once again on her bitch mode.
(Hey girl. What are you saying? And why would you say anything about my clothes? I don't wear such excuse of clothes. Have some shame. You won't get place even in hell.)

Meanwhile someone was continuously clenching unclenching his hands. But Phupho's words were the last stroke for him. All his patience went down.

"Phupho chup kar jaiye. Kal bhi tamasha kiya or aaj bhi vahi kar rahi hai. Yaha thode dino ke liye mehman ban kar aaiyi hai to vahi bane rahe, jalad banne ki koshish na kare. Aur kya kharabi hai uske kapdo mein. Mujhe to kuch galat nahi dikh raha. Uski jo marzi ho vo pahne, aap kon hoti hai use rokne vali."
(Aunt shut up now. You fought yesterday also and now today too. You have come here for few days as a guest so just be that, don't try to be devil. And what is wrong with her clothes? I can't see anything wrong. She can wear whatever she wants, who are you to stop her?)

"Beta hamare yaha ladkiyan aise kapde nahi pehenti. Ghar me aur ladkiyan bhi hain. Unpe kaisi asar padegi? Aur Quran mein bhi aurat ko pura dhak kar rehne ko kaha gaya hai. Hum yeh sab kese chala le? Tu Abhi kuch nahi samjega. Tu bich mein na pad." How can Phupho back out from this cold war? That too when Noor is on the other side.
(Child, girls don't wear such clothes in our family. There are other girls in the family. What impression would this leave on them? And even in Quran, girls are advised to cover themselves fully. Then how could we allow this? You don't know anything so don't interfere in between.)

"Acha to aap to Quran mein likhi har baat manti haina? Nahi? Usme likhe ek ek lafzo ka amal karti hai? Pehle apne andar dekhe ki kya aap har cheez follow karti hai? Nahi na. To phir aap kon hoti hai use kehne vali use kya karna chahiye kya nahi. Kya usne aapse kaha ki Phupho aap old-fashioned hai, jeans tshirt pehenle? Nahi na. To aap kyu mashwara de rahi hai. Ye har Insaan ka haq hai tay karna ki vo kya pehenna chahta hai. Aur koi aur usse yeh haq nahi chin sakta. Aap bhi nahi. Insaan ki Pehchaan uske kapdo se nahi karm se hoti hai. Kai baar upar se niche dhake hui logo ke man mein bhi bohot nafrat aur jalan bhari hui hoti hai. Aur rahi baat dusro pe galat asar padne ki. To pehle baat isme kuch galat hai hi nahi. Aur dusri ye logo ki upar hota hai ki vo apne man ko kaise samjaye. Apna bura bhala samje. Aainda se aap apna mashwara, khas kar aise mamlat mein apne paas rakhyega." Arham warned his Phupho who by now has crossed her limits. And has taken away the peace of the house.
(So u follow all that has been written in Quran? You follow every word written in it? First look inside yourself and see if you follow everything. Not right? Then who are you to tell anyone about what they should do or not. Did she tell you that Aunt you are old-fashioned, wear jeans, tshirt. Not right? Then why are giving unasked advices? It is every person's right to decide what they want to wear. And nobody could take that right away from them. Not even you. And a person is recognised not by his/her clothes but work. Sometimes even people who are fully covered have hatred and jealousy hidden in their hearts. And about negative effects on others. Then first thing is that there is nothing wrong in this. And second it is upto the person that how they convinced their hearts. They should understand between good and bad. From now, keep your advices, especially in such cases keep upto yourself.)

Noor who was standing near the stairs dumbfounded by the scene that unraveled in front of her eyes, came back to her senses by Arham's loud question that warned to go against him.

"Kisi aur ko kuch kehna hai? Nahi? To ab ye tamasha mein officially khatam karta hun. Aaj ka doze ab Pura ho chuka hai." He said the first line looking directly in Phupho and then Ismail's eyes. And then after ending the drama, he went and sat on the sofa.
(Anyone else wants to say something? No? Then I officially announce the end of this drama. Today's doze is over now.)

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Both the brides were in the kitchen cooking for the first time after marriage. Both were lost in their own thoughts while preparing food. Aaliya was thinking if everyone will like the food made by her or not. If Arham will like it or not. She was excited as well as nervous. On the other hand Noor was still in daze with whatever happened in the morning. She liked the way Arham took stand for her. He was the first person in the house that made her feel that her opinions, her will mattered. Lost in her thoughts she didn't realized that her finger got cut while cutting the vegetables. Aaliya noticed that and took knife from her hand and kept her hand below the tap and let water flow on it.

"Noor, where are you lost? See you cut your finger. Come back from your dreamland. Now we will have to treat the wound. Come with me." Saying that Aaliya took Noor with her to treat her wound.

While they were gone, Phupho came in the kitchen for water and seeing no one there, added more salt and red pepper in Noor's sabji. Satisfied with her work, she went out of the kitchen with an evil smirk playing on her lips.

After sometime, the lunch was ready and everyone were seated on the dining table. Aaliya had made Mutton Karahi and Naans alongwith Sheer Khurma for dessert. And Noor made Paneer Butter Masala, Amritsari Kulchas and for dessert Mango Phirni.

Mutton Karahi

Naan

Sheer Khurma

Paneer Butter Masala

Amritsar Kulchas

Mango Phirni

Both of them served everyone but Arham refused to take anything made by them. He had asked the cook to make food for him. Noone told him anything because they knew that it is better to not force him more otherwise the result won't be nice. So they let it be. Though Aaliya and Noor felt hurt with his behaviour. Noor understood his reasons and didn't take it to heart. But Aaliya was hardly able to control her tears. Phupho took the first bite of Paneer Butter Masala and spit it back in the plate.

"What the hell is this? Didn't your mother teach you how to cook? How much salt have you added? And it is so spicy. Do you even know how to cook? Or are you planning to kill all of us with such food?" Phupho didn't leave a single chance to insult Noor. How can she? After her own humiliation in the morning.

"But Phupho the food is amazing. And the sabzi is really good. It is neither salty nor too spicy." Asad appreciated Noor's food.

"Phupho. Actually the sabzi you are eating is the one in which you added extra salt and red pepper after Aaliya took me to band aid my wound. But you see unfortunately for you and fortunately for me, I came to the dining room to get my phone and I saw you enhancing my food. So I thought this really amazing food should be served to you only. So I kept it aside for you and then I made the sabzi again for everyone else. Please enjoy the food before it cools down." Noor said in her sweet but confident tone and everyone was shocked with her revealtion.

"What are you saying girl? Why would I do that? You only would have done it. Stop blaming me. I didn't do anything li...." Before Phupho could even complete her sentance Noor opened her mobile and started playing a video of Phupho adding something to her food and Phupho's face paled looking at it. She knew that she was caught now. This girl was not the one that she could manhandle and she understood it very well now.

"I already warned you, didn't I? Now this is too much. If even one more time you cause any problem than I myself will show you the way out of the house. Remember this. And don't take this warning lightly." Saying this much Arham stood up from the dining table and went up to his room and banged the door so loudly that even people sitting in the dining room could hear it. Phupho shuddered in fear first with Arham's tone and than with the loud bang of the door. She silently stood up from there and went out. Slowly everyone left from there. Only Aaliya, Ahad and Noor were seated there.

"What are you girl? I mean you rocked it. I should have recorded Phupho's expression. They were worth watching a thousand times. By the way the food is amazing Noor. Also Aaliya, I just loved the Mutton Karahi, Naan and Sheer Khurma basically everything." Saying this much he stood up from there and went to Arham's room. Aaliya too went out with a gloomy face. Meanwhile Noor was eating as if it was the last time she will get food to eat. She didn't care about anything else when she has food infront of her. She can't waste the amount of effort she put to make the sabzi again, now can she?

Isnt this just so damn true? Log kahenge, logo ka kaam he kehna(people will talk, let them talk). Wear whatever you want, not what will make you fit in the so called society. If you will wear short clothes people will slut shame you and if you wear clothes that cover you fully then people will categorize you as behenji or aunty type. But it should not matter to you. If you are comfortable wearing shorts and crops then wear it. If you feel comfortable in clothes that cover you fully or traditional clothes than wear that. Duniya jaye bhad mein.(let world go to hell) We can never satisfy everyone's demand so it is better to satisfy your inner demands. Your will matters. Everyone's does.

So here is the next update. I know it took a lot of time. But well I had to change my phone. I sold it online. And till the new phone comes I had to use that dabba phone, the one with buttons. I used to log into my wattpad account through my daddy's phone 'cause I can't stay without reading. And also in-between all this nature decided to shower me with monthly gift and I slept one whole day to ease the pain. And finally after all this got over, here am I. Your good for nothing author. Hope you liked the chapter. And if you did click the star button and comment and share.
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