Ab to sab zaroor tang aagaye hoge ki ye phir se!

Zahra's POV:-

Sara.....

This was the only thing that swirled around my mind. We reached the dance floor and I looked at Shehryaar. He mingled one of his hand with mine while the other rested on my waist.

A shiver ran through my spine as his hand made contact with mine. He took my hand and placed it on his shoulder.

The music flowed and we started swaying side by side.

This was the first time we were standing so close to each other. It somehow made me kinda nervous.

I looked up and my gaze met his. Those eyes held every emotion for all. Love,happiness,care,affection. But for me the only thing I found in them was hatred.

This somehow pricked me and broke away from his gaze. Staying with each other yet far away from each other that's how it has been since the start.

The only times where we would actually behave like a married couple was at functions or parties like these and in front of Ammi and Abbu.

But the irony of these situations. All fake.

This may seem so cliche but I'm falling for my husband despite knowing that I'll probably never get the same from him.

Suddenly Sheheyaar pulled me a little more close as he rest both his hands on my waist and mine on his chest.

I could feel my breathing going ragged and heart pounding wild.
Under my palm I could feel his heart beating too.

Only if there was a place for me in that heart.

The music changed and I felt like the words which were deep inside me were being spoken.

Milke bhi hum na mile tum se na jaane kyun
Meelon ke hai faasle Tum se na jaane kyun
Anjaane hai silsale Tum se na jaane kyun
Sapne hai Palkon tale tum se na jaane kyun...

Marriage means the dwelling of one heart in two souls. Even being so close we are far Shehryaar. Knowing each other we still don't know each other.

Kaise btaayein kyun tujhko chahe yaara btaa na paaye
Baatein dilo ki dekho jo baagi aankhein tujhe samjhaye
Tu jaane na... tu jaane na... tu jaane na... tu jaane na

You won't ever know how much it hurts Shehryaar. The song ended and we both stood a bit away from each other.

Some of Shehryaar's friends came upto him and I went back to my seat so as to give them some privacy.

As I sat down i saw everyone smiling happy and content with each other. A tear silently slipped out of my eye and I wiped it so that no one would notice.

I took out my mobile and went through the images. My hand stopped on the image of our wedding day.

I had so many hopes for things to change. They changed but it changed from bad to worse.

How much do I try not to be affected but the words still haunt me

Better if you leave soon....

The same words which my father said and the same words that Shehryaar said.

I was in this own world of mine when Shehryaar came upto me and told me that we were going back home.

Nodding I stood but he was looking or most probably glaring at me. I looked at him confused and just then felt little wetness on my cheek.

I touched my cheek and realized that I have been crying all this while.

Shehryaar stomped away towards the exit and I just looked at his retreating figure. Fear engulfing me.

Bidding bye to the people I went to the car and sat inside. Without a word Shehryaar started the engine and we drove back home.

I kept noticing his expressions which were stern. Suddenly my gaze went on his hands and I widened my eyes as he was holding the steering so tight that his knuckles turned white.

It was late in the night so it was all silent. The only sound was of our hearts pounding inside our chest.

We reached home and I stepped out of the car. Afraid of stumbling again I removed my heels and carried them in my hands.

Shehryaar was already standing at the entrance waiting for me to come as he tapped his feet furiously on the ground.

I lowered my gaze and walked when "Ouch!"

A slight whimper left my lips and shut my eyes tight. I opened them and saw Shehryaar coming towards me.

"Ab konsi aafat aa padi. Why does everything happen with you only" he said as he saw tears in my eyes.

Sab kuch mila hai mujhe siwaaye mohabbat,izzat aur apnepan ke ehsaas ke....

I whimpered slightly as a pain shot through when I tried stepping ahead.

Sighing Shehryaar went towards the car. He could've at least checked what's wrong.

Anyways he wasn't going to care about it so I tried walking again but it felt as though someone stabbed in my foot.

A gasp escaped my lips as Shehryaar lifted me in his arms and leaving my heels I fisted his shirt tightly as he walked towards the car.

The door was opened and he made me sit inside. He then sat down and was about to touch my feet when I slapped his hand away.

He looked at me surprised and I said "I'll manage..you don't need to do it".

He rolled his eyes "Yeah i can see that. Let me just see what happened" he said and again was about to touch my feet when I pulled my leg inside.

"Maine kaha na aapse mat kare" I said and he looked at me for a second then shook his head.

"Don't tell me that you believe in those ghise pite old things that a husband should not touch his wife's feet"

Husband and wife....
Although he might have said it mockingly but still it gave me a sort of happiness.

"Uh....No...actually" I fumbled with my words.

"Just forget it and lemme see" he said and pulled my leg towards him.

He looked at me and said "It'll hurt a little"

His eyes portraying the emotion i craved....Care

I kept looking at him as he was examining my foot and noticed his facial features closely.

A sharp pain shot through me and I whimpered "Aaah!!". I bit my lip to control but tears rolled out.

In aansuo ko koi kaam hi nai.

"Done" he said and I looked at his hand.

"Shehryaar...ye khoon!" I said panicking as I hurriedly took his hand in mine.

"Tumhare pair mei kaanch chub gai thi wo nikalte waqt laga" he said.

"Aapko chot to nai lagi na?" I asked again as I examined his hand and he pulled his hand away.

"I'm fine now can you walk?" He asked and I nodded. Standing up I tried walking but it still hurt as the cut was uncovered

I limped a little and Shehryaar again lifted me in his arms. He walked to the door and asked me to open it with the spare key.

Stepping in he carried me upto my room and lowered me on the bed.
He made me sit and brought the first aid kit and bandaged the wound.

Before getting up he looked at me.
"Thank you" I said and he nodded.

He themselves made his way towards the washroom and I stared at him as the door closed.

At least he cares......

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~SHABISTAAH