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34. Mistress or Wife?

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Early update on demand.

After my marriage this is the first time I'm updating twice in a week.

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Author's POV.

Arshad was trying to call her again but she was not picking up his calls. He was sitting with everyone but his mind was solely on isha.

I'm Okay, enjoy your dinner.

She never taunts him like that. But today it felt like she truly needed him and he was not able to go to her and now when he was calling her she was not answering.

"What happen baby? Why are you not eating?" Sofia asked softly when she noticed him staring at his phone.

"Because I'm not hungry" he snapped and stood up before walking away from there. Sofia was shocked. He never snapped at her, She does but he hardly gets angry. She also stood up and walk to him.

"Arshad!!" Sofia called him when she saw him walking toward the door. He stopped. "Where are you going? And why are behaving like this?" She asked standing in front of him.

"Sofia... Please let me go... I'm very stressed and I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone." Except for Isha. His heart said.

She held his hand again when he turned to go.

"But...."

"Don't wait for me and go home," he said before she could say anything and unintentionally yank her hand away before stepping outside. He didn't realise but he jerks Sofia away for isha.

Sofia stares at him with wide eyes and an open mouth. she was shocked. She couldn't believe he walks over her. He was someone else, not the Arshad she knew. Not the Arshad who loves her.

"Go to hell" she muttered in anger and went back ignoring the uneasy feeling rising inside her.

"Arshad" he was again stopped by Adil this time. "Where are you going?"

"Isha... She is not receiving my calls" he informed him with a worried look on his face.

"Maybe she is busy. Why you're getting tense like this?"

"No! No Adil... She called and said she wanted me but I refused, saying I was with everyone and I couldn't come. She was not sounded normal. She was tensed" Arshad didn't know why but his heart was hammering in his chest. His heart was telling him something was not right.

"Okay, let's go find her" Adil saw restlessness on his best friend's face and put his hand on his shoulder before they both ran out of the house searching for isha.

They both came out and began searching for her and just then they found Isha's phone on the bench.

Arshad got more worried for her and started looking for her everywhere but what he heard was not something he was expecting. He heard a muffle crying voice.

They both look at each other and walk toward the direction from where those voices coming from. And like earth crash upon him as he found the scene he would not have imagine in even in his worst nightmare.

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Isha felt earth to be open and take her in. His touches were filthy disgust, not the way she feels when Arshad touches her. He was her protector her saviour her comfort and she was only screaming and praying that he would save her again.

"No baby, no one will come. No one care for the Girls like you." Waheed said kissing her neck. He tied her dupatta on her mouth and held both hands behind her back. He had pinned her on the backside wall. He looks into her red tear-filled eyes. "What do you think Arshad loves you? Does he care for you? No. He is just using you. And he isn't wrong in his place. Cause girls like you don't deserve respect. and after today he will not look at you even for a second. He will be disgusted by you"

She screamed through her throat while tears were running out of her eyes like rain.

She was almost half-naked in front of him. He tore her sleeves, dupatta was not covering her chest but her mouth. She never came in front of anyone without her dupatta she always covered her head in front of na-mahram and now standing in front of him in this state makes her want to wish death. She would not complaint if Allah take her soul right now other than losing her remaining dignity.

He bites her neck hard making her screamed only to stifle.

"Now I understand why he chose you to be his Mistress. You are amazing isha" Waheed mumble feeling intoxicated. He held her small and soft wrist in one hand while with the other he began to touch her. His hand went behind her dress and he slowly pulled her zip down. isha's eyes widened and her heart broke thousand times thinking she will lose everything now.

"Uhmm" she tries to trash and kick him but he was well prepared as he pinned her with his knees. He looks into her eyes. She begged shaking her head.

"Why so struggle? If you could ready to have a relationship with a married man then why not me?" He asked. "Or you like experience man... Then don't worry baby, I'm more than experience" he whispered smirking before pulling her zip completely. Isha closes her eyes tightly screaming her heart out and not wanting to open her eyes ever again.

The innocent girl's soul shattered and she decided to kill herself the second he will leave her.

I'm sorry Arsh. Main khudko nahi bacha payi. (I couldn't save myself)

And just then she thought she will be destroyed and lost her hope isha felt his gripped loosen on her and thud sound after that.

"YOU BASTARD!!!!" And then she heard her saviour's voice. Isha opens her eyes and found Waheed on the ground and Arshad marching toward him in full of rage. "I WILL KILL YOU!!!" He screamed furiously and punch Waheed hard on his jaw. Waheed pushes him back and stood up but Arshad again kicked him on his stomach making him screamed in pain and landing on the ground. "How dare you!!!!? How dare you?!" He sat on his stomach and began punching his face. Arshad was lost the moment he found Waheed pinning isha on the wall and her state.

Adil was watching wide eyes before he came out of his shocked hearing isha's whimper. She falls to the ground wrapping her arms around her. Adil went to her but look away as he saw her bare skin. He untied her dupatta from her mouth and take off his jacket and put it around isha. She held it covering herself but couldn't meet her gaze with anyone. She looks toward Arshad where he was beating Waheed brutally. She could hear Arshad's painful voice and his action makes it clear that how much he was in agony after seeing her condition.

"HOW DARE YOU!!!" Adil runs toward Arshad as he saw him going out of control.

"Arshad!! Arshad chod use ( leave him)!!! You will kill him" Adil try to hold his arms but Arshad pushed him.

"Yes!! I WILL KILL HIM!!" Arshad howled like a wounded loin before wrapping his hands around his neck.

"Arshad don't!!" Adil was panicked seeing his best friend doing this sin. He didn't know what to do? How to save his friend from doing this crime? He looks at isha who was not looking in her sense. But he knew only she and her name can stop his wrath "isha! Arshad Isha needs you!! Arshad, she is not in her sense! Look at her!!" Adil shouted. Arshad gripped losses hearing her name. He shot his head toward Adil. "Isha... Isha needs you!!" Adil pointed toward isha. Arshad slowly turns to her. She was staring at them with hollow eyes. He stood up abruptly and walks toward her stumbling.

Waheed stood up coughing and wiping his blood. Adil glances at isha and then Arshad before looking back at Waheed. He clenched his fist in anger.

"You will regret this your whole life!!" Adil growled glaring at Waheed.

"If you guys drag this out then don't forget I can also ruin your life, Mr Malik," Waheed said loud and clear. He was confident that they wouldn't disclose this or could file a case against him because of this Arshad affair with his maid could come out.

Arshad stopped and again turn to him and stare at him with questioning gaze. "Yes, Mr Malik... If you try to ruin my life then I will tell this to the world and your beloved wife that you have an affair with your maid. You have a mistress" Waheed said with a smirk.

Arshad's eyes widened in disgust and his heart squeezed painfully hearing him referring isha like this.

"Aaj.. Ye.. marega.. (He is gonna die today)" he again marched toward him and landed a punch before grabbing his collar. "Tu kya batayga is duniya ko .. Balke mai bataunga wo bhi seena thokke...ke Isha meri biwi hai... Biwi.. (Before you could I will tell this world that too proudly that isha is my wife... Wife). Arshad spat and again give him an punch. Adil stood there and let him hit Waheed this time for saying these awful words.

While Waheed's eyes widened at his words.

"Wife??" He tries to save himself from his punches but the shock he got prevented him from fighting back.

"Yes!!!! Wife... Biwi hai meri!!" He again punches him. Adil went and held Arshad.

"Arshad enough... I will take care of him." Arshad push waheed to the ground. By now Waheed lost all his energy and was panting heavily. Adil held him by his collar and dragged him to the car.

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Arshad's POV,

She was staring into a place. She looks lost. Her state makes my heart ripped out of my chest.

I went to her and almost fall in front of her on my knees.

"Isha" I called softly. She didn't come out of her daze. "Isha" I went closer and put my hand on her shoulder but she jerks my hand away. I was shocked. She looks at me eyes wide.

"Stay away" a whispered left her mouth. She was looking at me but seems like still lost in her horrible thoughts.

"Isha" I called out and held her face. She began shaking."Isha, it's me.. It's me, Your Arsh" she stopped shaking and stare at me.

"Arsh?" blinking a few times she uttered.

"Yes me" I smile and held her arms. "Your safe" I assured her. "Now stand up. We need to go from here." She didn't say anything just stood up. Her legs were shaking due to the trauma she was still in. I bend down and pick her in my arms. She held my shoulders and just then I took a few steps her head drop on my chest and her eyes shut close. I stopped for a second but then I realised she must be fainted because of that horrible incident.

I took her to the car and sat her on the front seat before buckling her seat belts and going toward the driving seat. I think for a second, where should I take her -cause I can't take her home right now. Everyone will question her and I couldn't comfort her- I remember one place where we could have some privacy and I could comfort isha, I could give her my undivided attention. Now she needs me the most.

In all this we didn't notice the person who was staring at us in shocked.

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I stopped the car in front of my apartment. -yes this was the same apartment where I brought isha on our first day of Nikah (wedding)-

I glance at her, she was still unconscious. Her head was rested on the seat while eyes were closed.

I got out of the car and went to open her side of the door. I carefully pick her up and went to the elevator.

Karim.. Adil's PA was already waiting outside of my apartment with keys.

"Sir...."

"Open the door" before he could say anything I ordered. He opened the door and I step inside.

"I will take my leave" he put keys on the table and went out before closing the door.

Carefully I put isha on the bed before dropping myself beside her. Tears welled up in my eyes seeing her condition. No one was to blame but me. Because of me, she was in this condition. I should have come out of the house when she asks me to.

Why I always end up hurting her when I knew what she meant to me? When I knew her suffering hurts me. why, when we love someone most then we hurt them most?

I held her hand while tears escape my eyes.

I love her. I love her so much. Seeing her in pain makes my soul shatter.

I kissed her back of the hand. "I can't see you like this" I whispered. Closing my eyes shut. Many tears fall from my eyes.

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Happy that Arshad saved her??

I know you guys where expecting chapter title name CONSUMMATE but let tell you, that was a mistake and real chapter was here. I will update next one soon and I'm sure you will love that. The best chapter is coming guys😍

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