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Arshad's POV,

"Okay, I will ask her and if she said no then no one will force her" Amma jaan agreed, making me release my breath. After coming out of isha's room I went to change and after that, I again call Amma jaan And Amar to my room sofia was already present there.

I was nervous as to how I will tell them to stop all this. But then making round, round talks like.....

"Isha is orphan, we can't force her in anything"

"She is not mature enough to get married"

"We should think about her"

"She doesn't have anyone other than us so, she will do as we say. But how will we face our lord, if she obliged to accept this only cause she was indebted to us not because of she wanted. So, we need to ask for her decision softly"

And Amma agreed.

She called isha to my room and asked her about the decision of marrying Amar. Isha glance at me nervous and I nodded at her encouraging her.

"I..I don't want to mar...marry Amma jaan" she stuttered looking down. I know she didn't want to see the disappointment in Amma jaan's eyes.

"Its okay beta. If you don't want..."

"Wait Amma jaan." Amar speak. He looks at isha. "Isha I know whatever I did till now was wrong. I've hurt you many times... But isha... I like you. I want to marry" he step toward her causing me to step in front of him.

"Amar, she gave her answer. Now forget about it." I said softly.

"Bhai let me talk to her," Amar said and step aside to face isha. "Isha, look I'm sorry for whatever I did till now. Please think about it" Amar implore. I felt bad for my little brother. But I couldn't do anything. It's our Destiny.

"Isha, Amar is right. No one is forcing you. But try to think about it. You shouldn't decide about marriage like this. Think about it beta and then give your answer whenever you want" Amma jaan said softly. Isha just nodded before walking out of the room.

Amar angrily stomped his foot before walking out of the room followed by Amma jaan. I sigh and sat on the bed.

They still had hope that isha will say yes. I wanted them to just end this topic but I think they won't.

"What a drama that girl" sofia muttered. "She should be on cloud nine that someone like Amar Malik. The malik's younger son wants to marry her but madam is showing tantrums" She flies her hand in the air before laying on the bed beside me.

"She is not like a city's girl. This luxurious doesn't matter to her like it's matter to us."I said sighing.

"And how do you know her?" She asked staring at me.

"Just know" I shrugged.

It was true she was different. She was a village's girl and if someone else was on her place by now she would get everything she wanted from me, Luxurious and the rights she holds in this house. but she was not like them. She was different. She was innocent for all this. I know, Now she was hurting by this life and wanted a little right from me, nothing more. But I couldn't give her that. I was compelled by my loyalty to sofia.

Thinking about isha always makes me guilty. I felt like I was tearing apart between Sofia and Isha. My growing feelings toward Isha was dangerous. If Isha would've agreed to marry Amar I would've forgotten her and could burry this feeling before it grows but now?

"Mai sirf aapki hun. Sirf aapki..". the way Isha declared that words pull the strong string of my heart. Not only the heart but...uh... Nevermind.

"Arshad" Sofia shook me. I look at her."Where are you lost?" She asked and sudden guilt hit me. Shaking my head I lay beside her wrapping my arms around her. She moves closed and rested her head on my chest.

"Nowadays your too busy in the office that you don't have time for me." She said pouting. I smile apologetically.

"Sorry baby, but the company needs attention and I can't put everything on Asam when he is getting married," I said caressing her cheeks.

"I don't know but this weekend you have to take me for dinner" she demanded. I smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I will"

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Isha's POV,

I was happy that Arshad handle everything. Although this matter hadn't closed yet but for the time being I was relaxed and I know Arshad will again stand for me if needed but that doesn't mean I forget his hurtful words. His words pained me to the deepest of the heart and I don't think I will forget that easily.

"Isha" As I step out of the college I heard Arshad's voice. Looking around I found him standing beside his car. He indicated me to come with his hand and I obeyed.

"Aap yaha kya kar rahein hain? (What are you doing here?)" I asked.

"Zahir hai, lene aya hun tumhe... Chalo betho gadi me (obviously I came to pick you up. Now let's go. Sit in the car)" he said opening the door for me.

"I would have come in a taxi" I mumble. He narrowed his eyes at me. I sighed and sat in the car. He also sat and began the drive.

I was silently staring out of the window. Hee was silent too. He stopped the car because of a traffic signal. We were silent for a few minutes but then suddenly I felt him holding my hands.

"Isha..." Arshad begins but a familiar voice startled both of us. He suddenly left my hand.

"Arshad" We look Arshad's side of the window to found Sofia baaji stood there. "What are you guys doing here?" She asked suspiciously.

"I was passing by her university and saw her coming out of the gate so thought to take her home with me," Arshad replied quickly. Sofia baaji nodded in understanding.

"Okay, I will come with you.. Isha go sit on the back seat" she said and went somewhere. I open the car and went to sit on the back seat. Sofia baaji came after a minute and climb on the passenger seat beside her husband.

"Where were you going?" Arshad asked and start the car as signal turn green.

"I was going mall but then I saw you so, thought to take you with me for payment" she wink at him and wrapped her arms around his arms. Arshad smile shaking his head muttering. "Clever"

"Please Aap mujhe ghar chod dein pehle (please drop me to home first)" I said in a low tone.

"Oh isha, come with us. I will also buy you something" Sofia baaji said. I tried to protest but couldn't

We went mall and sofia baaji and Arshad become busy in their shopping while I was trailing behind them like lost puppy. I didn't pay attention as what they were buying and what not, my mind and heart were somewhere else.

"BAAJI??" I was standing beside the entrance of one of the shop when I heard the voice I never expected.

With trembling legs, I turn around and came face to face with my little sister Najma.

"Naju" a whispered left my mouth in shock.

"Baaji" she hugged me tightly. "Baaji I missed you so much" she sobs holding me. Even I couldn't stop myself from crying.

"I missed you... I missed you too Naju"

I pulled back and cupped her face kissing her forehead and cheeks. "I missed you so much Naju" she smiles and wipes my tears. "Bu..but what are you doing here? Are you alone? Naju, don't tell me you ran away from the village" I began panicking thinking she also ran away from the village.

"Baaji baaji baaji... Relax" she chuckled and held my shoulder. "I didn't run away.. I came here with Amma to meet someone... I saw you with Arshad bhaijaan and a woman with both of you. I told Amma I'm going to the washroom and ran after you. I don't want Amma to know about you" she said and I smile at her and before I could say anything we heard a voice.

"Isha"

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Arshad's POV

I was with sofia doing shopping but my eyes went toward isha every other second. She didn't come with us but stood at the entrance. I turn to look at her again and found her hugging a girl. My brows frown. Who is this.? Isha doesn't know anyone then whom she is hugging?.

Isha pulled back and cupped the girl's face kissing her cheeks and forehead saying something while tears were rolling down on her cheeks and that's when I recognized the girl. She was isha's sister. Yes, I remembered her. She was the only one who was fighting for her sister that day.

"Arshad look at this" sofia called me and I look at her. She showed me a beautiful pair of earrings. I just smile forcibly and again look at them. "Who is that girl with isha?" Sofia asked. I abruptly look at her.

"I...I don't know" I said.

"Let's see," she said and held my hand walking toward them. My heart filled with fear. If isha's sister recognized me -which certainly she will- and said something then everything will be revealed. No.. But before I could think about anything in my panic sofia called her.

"Isha" Isha turn around with her sister. "Who is she?" Sofia asked looking at her sister. She smiles at us and looks at me. I panic. Sweat form on my forehead.

"Ar...."

"Najma" Isha almost shrieked holding her hands. Najma looks at her sister confused. "She...she is from my village sofia baaji and my closet friend," isha said. Najma stared at Isha. Isha looks at najma blinking. "Najma... She.. She is his wife" Isha said indicating me and sofia. Najma's eyes blink in realisation.

"It's not the way to introduce anyone. You said she is from your village and your closet friend but you didn't tell her who we are to you. What she will think?" Sofia said narrowing her eyes

"I know who you are," Najma said. I look at isha shaking my head in panic.

"Yes, sofia baaji she knows that you guys are the one who shelters me. And I...I work in their house" isha said in a low voice. Najma's head snapped toward her sister but isha lowered her head still holding Najma's hand tightly.

"Not enough. We are MALIKS. One of the richest family of this city. And your sister works for us." Sofia said proudly unaware of the fact that both girls were hurting with her words. Najma glance at me. Her eyes welled up. She was looking at me accusingly making me feel ashamed. I look away.

"Wow, baaji... I'm so proud of you. You work for the richest family in the city. Your so lucky" She spat the words making me flinched inwardly.

"Ma'am look at this new collection" a shop keeper calls.

"Okay you guys catch up I will come," Sofia said and left from there. I also turn to go not daring to look in the both of the girls eyes.

"Arshad bhajan" Najma stopped me. I turn to her. "Pata hai aapko, mujhe laga baaji ke gaon chodne ke baad unka naseeb accha hoga. Par mai glat thi. Meri baaji ki to naseeb hi zalim hai. Rahem nahi aati use inpe.. Baap ke gharme naukar banke zulum sehti rahi kaafi nahi tha jo shauhar ke ghar me bhi ise naukar bana diya (you know, I thought after leaving village baaji's fate will be bright. But i was wrong. My baaji's fate is cruel. It won't mercy on her. It wasn't enough that she was the maid of her father's house and endured every cruelty that her fate made her maid of her husband's house as well )"

She sniffed as tears began falling. I felt hurt after knowing this. I knew isha's stepmother was cruel and this was not something shocked me it just hurt me. Isha had endured so much and still, she was enduring everything.

Isha held Najma's hand. "Naju aisa Nahi hai.. Ye bahot acche log hai (its not like that. They are nice people)" isha try to defened.

"Kitne bhi acche log kyun na ho baaji. Jo shohar apni biwi ko naukar bana de, to usse zalim shaks is duniya me koi nahi (it doesn't matter if they are nice or not. If a husband made his wife his maid then no one is more cruel than him)" she said and wipe her tears staring at me. Najma took step toward me but isha held her arms pulling her back

"Najma" Isha tugs her arms looking desperate.

"Utha lijiye jitna faida uthana hai aapne meri baaji ki masumiyet ka. Par yaad rakhye ga. Ye mare tute dil ki bad'dua hai apko. Ek din aapko meri baaji se beinteha mohabbat hogi aur ap bhi tarpo ge inke liye jis tarha ap meri baaji ko tarpa rahe ho 2 saalo se (Take how much advantage you want to take of my baaji's innocence. But remember I'm cursing you that on the day you will love her intensely and will suffer the way your making my baaji suffer since 2 years)" she said in anger causing unknown fear birth in my heart.

"Bas Najma. Bahot ho gya. Bhool mat kisse baat kar rahi hai tu. Shohar hai mere. Inki bezzati bardasht nahi mujhe (enough najma. Don't forget with whom your talking. He is my husband and I won't tolerate you to insult him) ." Isha whispered yelled glaring at her.

"Aur ye Jo apko har roz bezzat karte hai? Apko.... (And what about he insult you every day? You....)"

"Bas kar Najma. Jaa yaha se (enough Najma. Go from here)" isha cute her off harshly.

"Baaji aap...."

"Jaa Najma.. Amma must be waiting for you" isha said looking away. Najma looks at her with hurt and glared at me.

"Jaa rahi hun baaji" with that she ran away from there. Isha stares at the way she left. I put my hand on her shoulder making her look at me.

"Wo...she is a kid. Please don't take her words seriously. Jab gussa aata hai to bhul jaati hai sab kuch (when she gets angry she forgets everything)" isha said defending her sister. I shook my head and try to passed a small smile.

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Isha's POV

"Isha" my train of thoughts break as sofia baaji walk in the kitchen.

"Jee" I asked turning toward her. I was washing dishes after everyone had their dinner

"Arshad said he will come late, so when he comes back heat up his dinner and serve him. I'm going to sleep" Saying this she walks out of the kitchen.

After cleaning the kitchen I waited for Arshad. I hadn't eaten anything. Since Arshad come back to Pakistan I never eat before him. I know it was old thinking of mine but I was like this. And today waiting for him give me new kind of happiness. I was thanking Allah that he was giving me times to spend with Arshad.

I remembered his words but I also remembered he protected me from Amar many times. He handles this marriage thing for now.

My mind drifted to Najma. It's been 2 days we met her. I was hurt and angry at her. She disrespects Arshad. I know she was my sister and she becomes angry knowing my truth but still I won't allow anyone to insult Arshad. He was my husband. My pride, my dignity. It doesn't matter if he accepts me as his wife or not but I had accepted him with all my heart.

My train of thoughts broke when I heard car stretching sound and stood up and open the door.

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He pulled back and stare at my face while his arms were still wrapped around me. My cheeks heated up and gaze lowered. He held my chin and lifted my face staring into my eyes. "Ky...kya dek...dekh rahe hein? (What...what are you starting?)" I asked feeling all the butterfly dancing in my stomach with his clossness.

"Tumhari Ankhe... Kitni masoom hai...kitni sacchi hai. (Your eyes... It's so innocent.. And honest)" he muttered in unknown voice. I never heard this voice of his. He came closer and kiss my eyes one by one making my breath hitched. I fisted his shirt My heart began thumping in my chest. Some strange things began happening with me.

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