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    "So tumne ek Punjaban se shaadi krli?" Murtaza Narejo asked flicking his cigarette against ashtray in front of him

"Pashtun" He corrected his high-school best friend who made oh sound and nodded his head "And half sindhi as she's daughter of chachu" He finished while gripping on railing with one hand and with other he bought glass against his mouth to take sip of bronze colour liquid

"Interesting" Murtaza couldn't help but want to laugh at his friend who has gotten wife exactly opposite of what he expected

"Toh tum dono manage kese krte ho from what you are telling me dono ki ek he personality hai Mushrail mizaaj, inteeqami aur khud-sar" Murtaza described personality of his friend which also describes Shehnaaz very well (short-tempered) (revengeful) (stubborn)

"Na pucho" Sidharth sighed remembering every time they are opening mouth they ends up in fight. There is no compatibility in them

"On serious note can you live your whole life with someone jiske sath tum ek conversation bhi na karsako?" Murtaza asked and glanced down at phone of Sidharth that was ringing now for third time continuously on table beside them

"It's not about us but family and caste mene use shuqiya shaadi nahi ki" He answered looking down from rooftop of building which happens to be Flames. The cafe in morning and bar at night

"Maya has been calling you since long just pick up already" Murtaza was getting annoyed by the continuous ringing

"Let her" His voice came out deep as he kept glass on table and signal waiter for bill so he can leave

EMAAR

He opened door to his apartment with overcoat hanging over his arm that he discarded after feeling hot not so long ago. His phone rang and he let out sigh of frustration until his eyes fell on caller Id of caller Mr gabool

Why is he calling him at 2 pm? He thought closing door behind. Mr gabool is founder of RPP political party and best friend of his late father. They went to same university and school. Mr gabool is one of closest person to him like father figure

"Asalam-o-alaikum apke sheher mein qadam kya rakha apki call agayi itne spies hai kya?" He joked keeping his coat over sofa

"Walaikumsalam tum yeh batao mujhe ke kya tumne shaadi krli haramkhor!" He yelled making Sidharth pull phone away from his ear. Old dramatic man

"Apke bete ne bhi toh ki thi bina bataye more like zabardasti on gunpoint Allah maaf kare bhut buri qismat hai apki wese" He couldn't help but chuckle taking seat on white couch

"Laugh as you want on this old man!" Mr gabool huffed "Sab kameene bache hai aspas mere" He murmured

"Apko kisne bataya shaadi ka? I made sure no news channel covers it" Sidharth asked

"Beta tum bhale rasheedi ho lekin mein ek gabool hu mere bande yahan wahan hote hai ek dou toh tumahre mureed hai gaddi-nasheen sahab" Mr gabool mocked younger male who couldn't help but smile and his eyes fell on other side of glass window where he spotted his wife laying on couch in balcony in this cold

"Mere mureed mujhse zyda loyal hai toh yeh reason toh den he na tell me kisne bataya?" He stood up to go inside his room and took blanket that was laying on his bed

"Zorawer tumhari biwi se mila aj emaar mein keh raha tha muma ke jesi dekhti hai and he also mentioned she's not sindhi and I was beyond shock yeh toh batao mujhe how?" He asked

Zorawer Sidharth knows young man who's grandson of mr gabool and youth councillor of party. He has run into Zorawer few times here since boy lives next door

"My wife is more beautiful please" He scoffed

He looked at her sleeping figure who looks ethereal and so surreal with hair falling on her face and her beautiful pink lips parted, because of her position that like her knees close to her stomach curled up in ball, her kameez had rode up little from edges and smooth skin of her waist was showing. He may sound pervert but he had urge to see her bare all of sudden

She moved sleeping on her back with one arm over her head and other on her stomach it caused her kameez to ride up even more

"Sidharth?" Mr gabool's voice brought him back and he clears his throat

"Jee toh what you were asking?" He asked in low voice pulling covers over Shehnaaz gently making sure it doesn't wake her up

"Mein keh raha tha tum log toh out of caste nikkah nahi krte so how?" Mr gabool asked

Sidharth made his way towards end of balcony to speak with him even tho it won't disturb Shehnaaz if he talk right in front of her because she sleeps like dead. She does

"Apparently alam chachu had secret marriage in Lahore and she's his daughter" Sidharth explained him in short

"That bastard!" Mr gabool actually gasped. Sidharth chuckled at his reaction

"Khair mujhe tumhari biwi se milna hai bring her to my house for dinner" Mr gabool demanded

"Mujhe maat kehna if she gives you attitude. She's spoiled bitch kind of woman" He warned elder man in advance

"You won't dare to talk about your wife in such a manner Sidharth!" He scold making Sidharth roll his eyes and looked at his wife who was now wrapped up in blanket fully like some panda

"Are you done phone rakh raha hu mein ab" And before mr gabool could say anything sidharth hang up call

He walked near couch where she was sleeping and kept his phone on coffee table before taking seat on chair that was facing couch with table in between. He kept his both legs on table and pulled out packet of cigarettes from his pocket with eyes on his sleeping wife

She looks so peaceful sleeping how good she will look if she actually act peaceful when she's wake up he thought keeping cigarettes between his lips and lightening it up with lighter. His eyes glanced at screen of his phone lighting up at text notification from someone

He grabbed phone in his hands to view messages which was from Maya and his curved up as he exhale smoke in air

Maya:
On my way?
more like on my
way but not to you.

Maya:
Sent photo.
Got ready
for you!

He switched off his phone and put it back on table. He never originally planned to see Maya. He was coming Karachi to settle his some business and meet Murtaza. He just wanted to get reaction out of his wife but this woman just told him to have affair what kind of wife is she?

He relaxed in chair and kept his eyes fixed on her and watches her sleep. He himself doesn't know why he's doing that instead of going to his room and sleeping because he is tired and sleepy

—

Shehnaaz eyes slightly opened as direct sunlight fall on her face. She looked around and realise she's sleeping in balcony with blanket over her. Who put it? She thought and she got het answer when her eyes fell on her husband in chair

He has his eyes closed probably sleeping but why the fuck he's sleeping here? She thought and looked at buried cigarette buds on coffee table and his discarded boots beside table even his shirt's first three buttons were undone. Isn't he cold? She wondered pushing covers off her get off couch and by mistake she hit her knee against table and hissed at pain

"Ouch!" She sit back on couch and because of her sound Sidharth woke up and looked at her with frown on his morning face

"Ab kya hua?" His voice came out raspy as he run hand through his messy hair and looked at her

"Ap yahan kyun sorahe ho?" She asked instead of answering his question

"Kyun ke mujhe maza ata hai chair mein sone se kabhi tum bhi try krna it's so fucking good dumb ho? Dekh nahi raha neend agayi" He said sarcastically standing up. She rolled her eyes and caress her knee which hit against table

"You are dumb!" She murmured standing up as well and followed him into lounge. She glanced at time it was 9 in morning

"Agar tumhe breakfast krna hai 15 mins mein ready hojao warna die out of hunger" He stoped in middle to tell her

"Lekin my clothes I mean mere bags?" She asked

"In that room" He pointed at room

Apartment has 4 room and this one seems to be guest room, she went inside after making face at his cold expressions. She found her bags those were kept beside dressing table

   She got dressed in baby blue colour trim cropped top and baggy jeans. Her top was buttoned up that fitted perfectly around her upper body like glove, it has half sleeves and little bit of her stomach was showing only when she was rising her arms or bending over

   She took out her baby blue Zara thick heeled sandals. She let her raven hair open and put on Pearl earnings with minimal make up like mascara, liner sunblock and little bit of blush here and there

"I gave you 15 minutes" There he was sitting in couch

   Manspreading his legs, wearing full three piece jet black colour suit. Hair styled with gel perfectly with no strand falling down his forehead head, silver watch resting ok his wrist and shinny leather boots in his feet. He looks clean and expensive

"Aur ap abhi tak gaye nahi mujhe chor kar" She pointed out. She was half an hour late

    He stood up shoving hands in his pocket while roaming his eyes down her clothes before taking step closer her. She raised her eyebrow at him asking what's meaning behind the way he's looking at her with those intense eyes of his like she has again done something to him

  "It's cold outside" He told her calmly when he came closer her with just distance of two feet "Wear another layer" He bring his hand out to push back hair out of her forehead

    She froze as his eyes followed his hand that was tucking hair behind her ear before he lift them to meet her eyes. Hue of blush spread across her already tinted cheeks

"M-mujhe nahi hoti saardi dur hathe!" She slap his hand away from her face feeling flustered and moved little back

"Even in this cold weather?" He asked with his lips curving in smirk as he pushed hand back in his pocket

"Haan" She answered shoving back her hair those were resting on her shoulder

"Pata nahi konsi garmi hai tum mein phir" He shrugged with smirk. She understood his double meaning comment right away and felt herself getting all red

"Side haten" She pushed him aside and walked towards door of apartment. He smiled following her behind

     They made their way downstairs through elevator now he was leading the way since she doesn't know where to go. Now it was morning and she sees whole different world going on here like it's small town. Kids playing at corner and many shops here and there. Whole sea right in front and it looks as beautiful as it was looking at night time

      She looked at Sidharth who grabbed her hand, she ignored something funny that happened in her stomach, he pulled her inside restaurant named Sea Salt Co. It was ocean faced restaurant beautiful beach theme

   There were many people sitting already having their breakfast. Sidharth left her hand when they both took their seats at table outside with great view of Karachi Seaview

"Order for both of us I have to take this call" He pushed menu towards her on table and get out of seat to take call

     She couldn't help but think it must be Maya. She doesn't wanna think about them since she herself doesn't wanna live with him and she will leave any chance she gets so why should she stop him from being close to someone else and spending his time with her

    She picked up menu as waiter also came to take their order. She thought for while and give him their order who wrote it down and left and within few minutes Sidharth also came back and saw her looking at sea with relax expressions

"Tumhara yeh phely baar hoga na Karachi Seaview pe visit" He asked

"Jee" She replied with small smile on her lips. He watched her as looks at sea with glint in her eyes. She likes it

"Mere friends bhut dafa Karachi aye the trips pe school aur college walo ke sath baba har dafa mana kr dete the. He never wanted me to even set foot in sindh" She told him. He can feel that sadness in his voice and eyes both

     They both glanced at waiter who kept their order on table. She thanked him, Sidharth grabbed cup of coffee and looked at her while taking sip. He watched her as she grabbed cup of coffee with both of her hands. She's cold but he also know she will never admit it to him

"Good morning" They both turned their heads to look at source of voice. She did not

    Sidharth mentally groan at 27 year old woman dressed in pink silk dress shirt with flare trousers, her hair wore in sleek bun and sunglasses resting on her head. Shehnaaz sipped coffee looking at her husband who rubbed his temper as he doesn't looo pleased at this woman's entry

"Maya" His voice came out as warning when she dragged near by chair to sit with them. She passed him smile

    So she's Maya, Shehnaaz thought looking at elder woman with dimples. She looked at Shehnaaz and passed her smile as well. Fake one

"Ese kyun dekh rahe ho ap? Can't I have breakfast with you?" She asked

"Leave right now" His voice was deep and intimidating

    Shehnaaz tried to ignore their conversation and focus on her breakfast but it was hard when they were literally in front of her. Now who would be pleased to see their girlfriend and wife sitting at same place. No sane man

"So you are his wife?" Maya asked turning her attention on Shehnaaz who looked at woman with sweet smile and nodded

"Shehnaaz Sidharth rasheedi" She stressed on her husband's name more. Maya seems to get that and it got her

"Inka naam lagane tumahre naam ke sath lag gaya iska matlab yeh nahi ke he is yours" Maya spoke in calmest tone. Shehnaaz stared at her "I may not be as lucky as you but at least I value him more than you ever will" Maya's words went right through Shehnaaz

"Stand up Maya" Sidharth stood up and told Maya by her arm to pull her up

"Ap iske sath ho he kyun jo apki qaadar tak nahi jaanti sidharth! You are ignoring me for her? For her?!" Maya looked at him after looking at Shehnaaz.

"Eat and go back up" Sidharth tells Shehnaaz before dragging Maya out of there with him

    Shehnaaz looked away from them feeling bitterness. She won't let Maya's words get her. He can find someone who value him afterwards as well she's not stoping him

—

    Shehnaaz was sitting with knees against her chest in balcony looking at beautiful sunset. Why were Maya's words still stuck within her she herself doesn't know. She has successfully disturbed her thoughts

    She turned her head to look at apartment's door that's bell was ringing. Who could it be? She wondered getting of chair to get door. She looked looked at screen of camera attached to front door. It was her brothers. She instantly opened door inviting them in

"Asalam-o-alaikum!" She greeted them both with smile and they returned smile and greetings both. Aryaan handed her box of sweets

"Finally university graduate!" He spoke with excitement. Lucky him

"Congrats" She smiled

"Shukhriya!" He replied taking seat on couch

     She thought they will be living here with them but they stayed at their house in deference phase 6 near by because this is personal space of Sidharth

"Where is Sidharth bhai?" Zain asked

    She shrugged actually not knowing and their relationship is well known among whole family so she doesn't have to pretend also. She didn't notice exchange of look between her brother as they thought he left their sister here alone

"Kesi hai ye meethai?" Aryaan asked his sister who was now eating sweets he has brought. She murmured good and gives him thumbs up

"Lunch kiya hai?" Aryaan questioned, she nodded looking down at sweets. She seems awfully quite and different

"Ghar ko miss kar rahi ho?" Zain asked by ghar he meant Lahore and she understood

   She lifted her face to look at him as tears filled in her light brown eyes. She's definitely missing her ghar. Zain immediately went closer his sister and pulled younger girl in hug as he felt burden on his chest when he saw her crying. Even their baba wasn't around who hugs her when she cry so he did it on behalf of their father

"Ro maat Shehnaaz I'll take you there to visit okay" He rubbed her hair as she wiped off tears and nodded her head

"Show me your face" He pulled away from hug to look at her "Rona bikul suit nahi krta tumpe sach mein" He told her honestly she couldn't help but chuckle at face he made

"OH GOD IT IS 7!" Aryaan's voice made them both flinched

"Chutiya ho?" Zain annoying glared at him

"Bhai! Meri graduation party will start at 8 and mujhe ready bhi hona hai apko ready bhi hona hai Shehnaaz ko ready bhi hona hai!" He exclaimed

"Haan toh-"

"Chalo! Ready hona hai!" He pushed pulled zain with him towards door "Shehnaaz tum bhi jao! Hurry up!" Aryaan looked at her with firm expressions

"Going" She smiled at them and walked into her room with box of sweets with her as they both exited apartment

8:10

    Aryaan and Zain were now all ready in their formal attire. They were waiting downstairs in parking waiting for their sister to arrive. She's already 10 mins late

  "I'm sorry for making you late" She seems genuinely guilty as she makes her way towards them near cars

   Aryaan and zain both were awestruck at beauty of their younger sister. She always managed to look beautiful but today she was looking beyond word beautiful. She was dressed in royal blue silk dress that reached below her knees. It has crystal three straps at one side and other side was sleeveless. It fits her like it's custom for her

    Her hair were dead straight parted from middle and put back. She has winged liner. Pink lipstick and glam make up look

"Woah MashaAllah you look so pretty" Aryaan was one to say

"Shukriya!" She thanked him

"Ab mujhe harami larko ko dur rakhna hoga tumse aj!" Zain groan like child. She awkwardly looked at him. Aryaan rolled eyes at him

"Let's go we are getting late!" He gets in driving seat and waited for them. Zain got in passenger seat while Shehnaaz in backseat of car

"Tumhara phone kharab hua hai kya?" Aryaan asked looking back at her

"Haan" She nodded

"Baba asked me to give you this" Aryaan gave her brand new phone "It has all family members  numbers saved" He told her. Zain looked at him with question their father doesn't even know she has broken her phone nor they knew

    She took it from him immediately with wide smile now she can continue her favourite series that was left in middle because of her husband! She smiled brightly looking at phone and started exploring it while Aryaan drives them to their destination which was yacht club near by

"It think it's gonna rain tonight" Zain commented

"Kash ho!" Shehnaaz said with pout

—

    Shehnaaz was sitting in couch seeing all these young adults dance and drink. She never knew Karachi youngsters were this wild with such a energetic attitude

    Zain has warned her to not consume any kind of alcohol or drugs here, she also wasn't going to she is not one who do these stuff. She's total into no drugs and no alcohol not even hookahs. Right now here in middle of this happening and blasting party she was watching Korean series. Yes she's this much crazy for kdramas

    She glanced at young guy who set beside her with his eyes on her. He was wearing black leather jacket and jeans. These types of guys use to be her type but they are nothing compare to her husban- what the fuck Shehnaaz! She scold herself

"Hello" He smirked

    She just passed him fake smile and continued looking at screen. She doesn't like if someone is disturbing her drama time, she felt him looking over her shoulder and she shut her phone to look at him with annoyed gaze

"Kya chahiye" She asked

"Your name?" He asked with another smirk. She rolled her eyes he surely is handsome but she's not interested in him

"You won't like it" She told him in advance. He shrugged getting closer her, she sighed looking around before looking at him

"You are hottest among all girls here" He commented playing with her hair. She pushed his hand away harshly

"Dekho mein interested nahi hu tum mein so it will be waste to know my name leave before I ask my brother to throw you away" She give him small polite smile

"Harlot" 

    He murmured under his breath and left. She gasp but let it go and continued her drama she's not wasting time over time stupid boy. After a little while she looked at waiter who kept glass of orange juice in front of her

"Apke bhai ne bheja" He said before leaving

    She looked at Zain who was talking with some guy and Aryaan who was standing by bar. Probably Aryaan send it, she thought and took hold of cold glass and took sip. As bitter as orange juice is supposed to be, she drank it half and kept half glass back on table

    Five minutes into continuing back series and she felt little dizzy and blurry. She kept her phone down and look around maybe it was her head that was spinning? But why? She thought and stand up she should wash her face yeah

    She looked at phone in her hands that was ringing. Why the hell it's ringing? Nobody has her this new number. She looked at caller Id which seems very blur but she manages to read it

Husband

    Now who the fuck saved his number like this. She won't pick his phone why should she when he left her alone to spend time with his girlfriend. She pouted and decline his call harshly. He called again right after she declined again. He called again and she declined again. What a dheet admi he is! Now when he called she finally answered

"Apko smjh nahi araha mujhe baat nahi krni apse!" She sits back in couch closing her eyes. Her voice came out as slurs

"Shehnaaz where are you?" He asked, he doesn't have to ask if she's drunk because he can tell she fucking is

"Hell! Ajao ap bhi this is where you deserve to be jahanumi mard!" She raised her voice gaining attention of some people near her but they ignored her noticing she's not sober

"Zain aur Aryaan tumahre sath hai? Give them phone" He demanded feeling anxious after knowing she's drunk somewhere

"Yeh phone bhi dedu toh mein drama kis wale mein dekhu ap apna douge?" She pouted. He rubbed his forehead in frustration and worry

"Mein apna phone duga tum phely unko dou" He agreed after letting out sigh, she looked around for her brothers with blurry version she didn't find them anywhere

"Wo toh nahi hain yahan mein apna phone ab rakhlu please?" She plead with so much innocence

"Mujhe toh batao kahan ho abhi tum phir rakhlo" He said, she leaned into couch

"Yacht Club aur mein ab yeh phone r-" He hanged up. She gasp pulling back phone and pouted sadly how can he just hang up on her! His wife

    She stood up from there angrily and made her way out of yacht. She almost lost her balance and got hold of robe beside her. Her long raven hair fall on her forehead which she pushed back aggressively with groan

"Madam ap theek ho?" Security guard asked with concern as she again lost her balance

"M-mein theek hu!" She gives him thumbs up and set there to take off her heels after taking them off she gripped them in her hand

"Madam akele maat jao yeh safe area nahi hai" He stoped her as she was leaving

"Toh konsa safe area hai? Wahan chali jati hu" She asked

"Apke sath koi hai?" He asked

   She shook her head forgetting two of her brothers who are now probably looking for her and turning whole yacht party upside down. Security guard looked behind to see two man coming outside from party with worried look but as soon as their eyes set on Shehnaaz they relaxed

"Ya Allah Shehnaaz kahan chali ayi ho! Are you alright?!" Zain asked griping her hand and looking at her

"Did you drink?" He asked, she shook her head

"I think someone has spike her cold drink or juice" Aryaan said keeping hands on his waist "Bhai will kill us" He gulped

"Let's take her home and call him" Zain said pulling Shehnaaz against him gently as she rest her head against his arm

"There won't be need for that ig" Aryaan murmured

   He looked at familiar black Mercedes Benz and their elder cousin getting off furiously glaring at both of them. This wasn't any minor issue, she's wife of literally gaddi-nasheen the man on fucking throne and she was drugged in some party. Their bhai is gonna fuck up whoever has done it

    He pulled Shehnaaz with him who winced standing beside him griping on his bare arm as he has rolled up his dress shirt's sleeves. He took her heels from her hands

"Mein tum dono se kal baat karuga" His voice was intimidating which made both young boys nodded their heads

     He gripped Shehnaaz's hand and take her with him. She waved at both of her brothers who waved back but awkwardly. She hasn't yet realise in what kind of deep shit she is. He opened passenger seat door of his car and pushed her inside, she cussed at how harsh he was. He slammed door and moved around to get inside driving seat

    He gripped on steering wheel tight enough to turn his knuckles white. He was pissed so damn pissed at his wife

     She pulled knees against her chest and looked at him. He looks good while driving no he looks sexy while driving she thought. She didn't find this position comfortable so she kept feet on dashboard of his car and her dress fall until her thigh and she was too intoxicated to correct it

"Is me and my gaddi joke to you Shehnaaz?" He demanded answer from her

   She can do whatever she wants closed door but this was too much for him. He is trying to save her from those people back at their village but she's really making it hard for him

"Hmm"

    she hummed closing her eyes. He poked his inner cheek, she should get award for getting on nerves of people. He glanced at her and his eyes fell on her exposed thigh

   He knows she's not in her right senses so he corrected her dress. Since when have you been such a gentleman he questioned himself. She slapped his hand away and undo his correction, he looks at her in disbelief is she crack?

"Why did you drink huh?" He asked

"I didn't drink!" She pouted pulling her legs down and getting closer him, tucking her knees underneath

   He looks at her with frown before looking back at road. She touched his arm more like skim her fingers from his shoulder all way down his veiny arm. He shifted his gaze on her as she moved her face extremely closer to his

"Sit back" His voice came out authoritative. She shook her head

    He pressed car's break making her fall back in seat. She looks at him with disappointment and pout. He leaned towards her making her breath hitched and press herself into seat. His brown eyes met hers as he pulled seatbelt for her. Her heart was beating so fast she thought he was going to kiss her and her cheeks turned red

   She looked outside window as he started car again and it was raining. She gasp and before she could press button to roll down window. He put on child lock

"Sidharth yeh khul kyun nahi raha!" She turned her head to look at him. He didn't answer her "kholen usko abhi!" She winced

"Open it!"

     She shake him by arm but it didn't effect him, her eyes got teary and she made crying pout because he was not listening to her nor looking at her. She sit back in seat with folded arms

    Soon after they reached Emaar. He parked car outside and grabbed his coat from backseat and kept it in her lap before getting off car. He opened door of passenger seat and kneel down before grabbing her feet making her gasp. Raining was pouring him on but he didn't care as he made her wear her heels. She forwarded her hand to let rain droplets fall on het palm making her giggle

   He stands up pushing her hand in and grabbed coat from her lap and wrapped it around her. She watched him but he wasn't looking at her nor even once he did

     He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of car closing door behind of car and locking car with keys. He quickly pulled her inside building but she was drenched little and he was head to toe dripping in water

"Fuck" He pushed back hair from his forehead as he realised key-card of lift has been wet so it won't be useful

"Mein tumhara muh tod dugi agar Aly ko phirse tumne cold bastard kaha toh!" They heard feminine voice echoing in lobby following with male voice

"Relax zee bp high na hojaye tumhara" Sarcastic voice of voice was heard and soon they both came in view

"Zorawer!"

   Shehnaaz called younger male who was also coming inside building arguing with girl beside him who seems so like him and they weren't drenched at all seems like they are so much familiar with weather of Karachi

"Shehnaaz! Oh my god you are fucking drenched shit" He seems genuinely concerned about woman's health

"No you are more drenched shit!" He looked at elder man who was actually more drenched that his white dress shirt was now see through you can see his six packs abs and more

"You have key-card right?" Sidharth asked younger male who nodded and immediately scan key to elevator activating it

"Zara?" Zorawer looked at his twin sister, she was now staring at Shehnaaz who was talk probably some nonsense to Sidharth

"Holy shit zorawer she looks like muma" She whisper to her twin who smile widely knowing it's not only him

"I know right? She just has long raven hair and light brown eyes and sharp features" Zorawer pointed out few differences. Zara nodded

"Is she okay?" Zorawer asked noticing drunken person symptoms in her

"She's fine" Sidharth sighed

"He's my husband you were asking about one who left me alone" She pouted at zorawer

"I would never leave woman like her alone-" He coughed seeing glares he got from gaddi-nasheen "I mean what a shame haina zara!" He quickly changed what he was gonna say

"Y-yeah!" Zara agreed awkwardly "Oh lift agayi let's go inside!" Zara chuckled nervously as they all stepped inside lift

"You told mr gabool about Shehnaaz?" Sidharth asked zorawer who shook his head immediately

"I-is she your hidden wife or something? She looks totally different from your family girls I mean she's stunning they are stunning but she's more is she?" Zorawer asked out of curiosity

"She is" Sidharth answered looking at his wife on if she's stunning or not but zorawer thought she's his posheeda marriage partner

   Elevator door opened and four of them got out and went to open their apartment's door. Zara smacked zorawer who instead of opening his lock was looking at couple. He winced rubbing spot where she hit and said something about taking revenge as siblings got inside their apartment

    Sidharth dropped Shehnaaz on couch of living room and she laid down pushing his coat away and spread her arms. He looks at her and moved at side immediately take off his wet shirt by undoing buttons one by one. He was half way down when she heard thud sound when he turned around his wife was on floor rubbing her hips

"Tum theek ho?" He asked with concern

    She pouted sitting on floor, he came forward to grab her face and as she was sullen but she pulled his hand and pushed him on couch

"Shehnaaz"

    His voice came out deep as he warned when she set in front of him on her knees with most innocent face ever. She kept hand on his thigh and his body tense up he pushed her hand away immediately. She has no idea what she was looking right now

     Wet hair falling on her forehead and drenched clothes. He has no will to control his desire for her if she keep on pushing him like this. She is his wife after but she's not in her right mind and he doesn't wanna be someone who has taken advantage of someone

"Why am I not as good as your Maya?" She asked making circles on knee. He leaned forward and grabbed her face between his fingers and made her look at him

"Hum baat karen ge jab tum hosh mein raho this is not right time" He spoke in low voice looking at her. Her eyes and her lips

"Achaa?" She questioned looking at his lips before getting out of his grip and pushing him as she stands up to get in his lap

"When is right time batayen mujhe" She whispered cupping his face between her hands got close enough for their lips to brush against each other. He looks at her with such a intensity that it creates butterflies in her tummy that