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50. Hand Cuffs

“Hussain beta! where have you been? I was so worried” Mom said as I entered into the hall with heavy steps.

“Nowhere Mom” I said looking down as she held my arm softly looking at my face. I just couldn't look into her eyes, full of worry I sat down near her on the sofa.

“Where is Shehry?” I asked looking around.

“He has gone to Minahil’s place…. We have extended the reception, so I thought Minahil should meet her parents” Mom said and I nodded.

“Hussain beta! I know you are worried, you love her and you don’t want to loose her at all…..’ Mom took my hand in hers and pressed it softly I looked down at our hands…. “but beta! we all are trying to find her…you have to keep faith in Allah. Don’t loose hope” she said and I slowly looked at her face.

“Eat something Hussain! please…. Please don’t do this to yourself” she said and I felt her eyes getting moistened… she searched my face.

“I am not hungry Mom… I don’t feel like eating anything” I said slowly and again looked down when she held my face in her palms….. I looked up into her eyes.

“Is terha pareshan hone se kuch nai ho ga Hussain! dua karo k wo mil jae… or is se ziada tum ker bhi kia sakte ho?” Mom said.

“jan de sakta hoon us k liye..….” I mouthed like in a trance or something and she gasped.

“Allah na karey!... Hussain! khaberdar jo dobara aesi koi bat ki, kun do ge tum jan?” She said with the mixed expression of anger and fear.

“Because I cant live without her Mom… I just can not imagine my life with out Mannat now!” I said looking into her eyes and felt my heart would explode any minute, I wanted to cry….

“Hussain! don’t forget beta… she is somebody’s fiancée” Mom said sounding worried and I looked at her face.

“doesn’t mater” I said and she frowned at me, I placed my hands on hers.

“Bivi hai wo meri Mom” I almost said to myself when suddenly her expressions changed….. her hands went down to my arms as she held them tight.

“Hussain!” she gasped and jerked my arms, as if trying to bring me back to my senses.

“What did you just say?” she looked at my face with her forehead frowned and I looked away.

“Hussain! am asking something….bivi? Mannat?kia keh rae ho ye tum?” She asked, astouned, shocked….”

“we got married…. Mein ne shadi ker li us se Mom” I said almost like a robort and she at once let go of my arms, I looked up at her face.

“What are you saying? When did you do that? And why?” she asked, I knew this would happen…..

“Mom Shehroz was coming to take her to Pakistan… and I knew I wont be able to stop her… her father needs her there” I held her hands in mine as I said and she looked away, shaking her head looking upset.

“you didn’t even think about her parents? Your parents? Hussain! they would never accept this marriage, itna bara qadam uthane se pehle kuch nai socha tum ne?” she said. sounding upset, angry.

“Mom! Wo usey apne sath le jata or… or wo log wahan nikah ker dete us ka. Is nikah k bad they wont be able to do that to her by force…. even her father wouldn’t be able to do anything Mom, wo bhi na rok sakte ye sab. He is hospitalized since he saw our pictures on net” my grip on her hand went tighter.

“pictures?” she looked at me at once and I looked down.

“he got a heart stroke Mom…. I was the reason” I said slowly trying to control myself… my tears…. “Mom! Her relatives saw our pics on Shehry’s mehndi and… and they created a hell of a fuss there, her father is in ICU since that day…’ I looked up at her, there was pain on her face I could feel that.

“mein.. mein usey kho deta Mom agar nikah na kerta… mein kho deta usey” I felt something warm and wet coming out of my eyes.

“am sorry!... maaf ker dijiye mujhe… I messed everything up… meri waja se wo pata nai kahan hea aj…wo pata nai…” my voice got lost into tears…..

“Hussain!....chup” Mom pulled me in and I hugged her back tightly…. As tears started  rolling my cheeks and my voice hiccuped in my throat somewhere….. “bus karo! bus karo Khuda k liye” she stroked my head softly while her other arm was hugging me tight.

“she will be alright… wo theek ho gi Inn shaa Allah! Sambhalo apne ap ko Hussain” she said and I just kept on hugging her.

“Mom ap… ap naraz hen na mujh se” I pulled back and looked at her… she looked at my face then a soft smile spread across her face.

“mein naraz ho sakti hoon tum se? han ye zaroor hai that you two took an extreme step…. but I hope everything is going to be alright soon and then…” she stopped in the mid and touched my face….. “then we could go to Pakistan, apni bahu ko hamesha k liye…. sari rasmon riwaajon k sath yahan lane k liye” she smiled softly and I smiled back hugging her once again.

“Mom please! Dua kejiye k Mannat mil jae, I couldn’t even tell her Mom” I said and she patted my back assuringly.

“kehte hen Maa ki dua Allah kabhi nai thukrata… dua kejiye na Mom…” I pulled back and she wiped my tears away, I held her hand in mine. Placing my lips on the back of her hand I closed my eyes.

“Mom you know… you know if today I am sitting here, alive and healthy with you” I pulled up and looked at her face, she searched my face….. “she is the reason Mom, Mannat is the reason am alive today” I added and a frown appeared on her forehead.

“she donated her liver to me” I said almost into a whisper, don’t know where my voice got lost.

“Hussain?” Mom just looked at me surprised….. “she did? Mager wo to khud…. Wo to khud poori terha theek nai thi beta, she donated you?” tears pooled up in her eyes and I nodded my head.

“phir to duaen he duaen hen us k liye beta! aj se nai us din se jis din she donated you her liver…. Tab se aj tak meri her dua mein tumhare nam k sath us shaks ka nam aata tha….. us ka jis ne meri zindagi lautai thi mujhe” Mom said with a tear in her eye, which popped out as she blinked.

“she really loves you Hussain” Mom said and I smiled weekly nodding my head.

“she is crazy Mom! Pagal hea meri Mannat…. bilkul pagal” I smiled imagining her and Mom patted my head softly.

We just kept quiet for few minutes when Mom slowly got up from the sofa and looked down at me.

“Hussain! beta kha lo kuch… acha batao, last time kab khaya tha tum ne khana?” Mom asked and I looked up at her….

“Muffins”….. I mouthed, mentally lost somewhere, in those bites in that chocolate… in those moments we enjoyed together.

“Hussain!...kab aaya tu?” suddenly Waqas’s voice made me jump back into reality and I looked at our back, he was coming towards us.

“abhi thori der hui” I said slowly and he sat near me on the sofa.

“kahan tha?” he inquired and I looked at him

“Mannat’s university… nobody knows anything” I said slowly and he sighed.

“mein khana laga rai hoon… foran aa jao, hath moo dho ker”Mom said and I nodded, she left the hall.

“there is something fishy there man! I mean… that message? It was her handwriting” Waqas said once Mom gone and I looked back at him.

“I don’t know…things are just so freaking messed up” I said moving my hand in my hair and Waqas put his hand on my knee.

“sab theek ho jae ga… Asif uncle has talked to his friend, he sent him Mannat’s picture as well….we didn’t have any other option then informing police Hussain” Waqas pressed my knee under his hand assuringly and I nodded.

“I hope Uncle Marc would be some help……” I said.

“yeah! he will…nai to kaho unko k police ki werdi ki jaga gharara pehen len” Waqas said and I couldn’t help smiling.

“that’s good! Sala poora ka poora majnoo dikh ra hea” he smacked my head…. “chal uth, moo hath dho and have lunch” Waqas got up and I nodded.

‘hey! And phuppo and Mami… they have pre poned their tickets by the way” he turned back to me and winked… he went out of the hall and I sighed.

Getting up from the sofa I headed to the wash room to get fresh up….. after washing my face my eyes went up to the mirror and for a moment I couldn’t recognize myself….

Han nai socha mein ne kisi ka… sochta kia? Kisi or ka khayal tak nai aya tha tab mujhe, bus tumhen kho dene ka dar tha Mannat! bus khof tha k kaheen tum… kaheen tum wapas na aaen to kese jiyoon ga….kese jiyoon ga tumhare beger?

Do din mein ye hal ker diya hea tum ne Mannat! itni shiddat kun thi tumhare sath mein? itna asar kun tha tumhare piyar mein….. wapas aa jao, bus karo ub!please. nai raha jata mujhe se.

“Hussain! beta khana! Aa jao….” I heard Mom calling me, my eyes still fixed on my reflection… slowly I wiped my face with the towel and stepped out.

SHEHROZ’S POV

For a moment I couldn't absorb what he just said, my eyes glued to his car as he just drove to the gate… but he stopped there, halted in the middle of the opened gate talking to the gun man. Suddenly I felt like… like this man knows something, I started heading towards the car.

‘hey stop!” I saw his window going up again, I yelled out and the gun man asked him to wait.. pointing towards me.

“ I need to talk” I stopped in front of his half open window and he looked up at me, behind those shades he was wearing.

“Do we know each other?” he asked and I felt like killing him, a moment ago he was actually acting as a face reader and now…. idiot!

“Al right al right! don’t eat your teeth… come on, in” he laughed and I realized I was gritting my teeth angrily, he casually said and I stood there for a moment, deciding if I should trust him or not.

“tum to lerkiyon ki terha ghabra rahe ho yar…. Tum se bahadur to tumhari wo mangeter hea” he said like making fun and my eyes went wide when he mentioned about Mannat.

I went to the other side of the car and pulling the door open I sat in.

“Where is Mannat?where the hell is my fiancée?” I looked at him and he looked at me, raising his shoulders. “mujhe kia pata”

“ then how the hell you know about her?” I felt my rage getting up again.

“Slow down your volume man! Don’t forget….. you need my help” He said calmly, giving emphasis on the word YOU and I fisted my hands.

“Mujhe pata hota k ye tamasha berdasht kerna pare ga yahan aa ker to kabhi na ata…” I almost said to myself and heard a chuckle, I looked at him.

“Muhabbat nai kerte us se tum?” He asked in a tone as if we are chilhood friends or something.

“Fazool k kamon mein waqt berbaad nai kerta mein…… dewaanon ka kam hea muhabbat kerna” I said and he smiled nodding his head.

“True said brother! Am with you…..” he said….. “waqai dewaano ka kam hea…per tumhari mangeter sahiba bhi koi kam dewaani nai hen” he added and I narrowed my eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean… in love people give heart, she even gave her live man! I mean… that’s incredible, isn't it?” he said his eyes were on the road and I felt like I didn’t hear it correct.

“why? you didn’t know?” he looked at me for a moment…. “oh! That’s sad, at least she should have told you, in fact asked you man!” he added shaking his head.

“before donating her liver to Hussain at least she…

“enough!” I cut him in the middle, I couldn’t believe that….. “this is impossible, she donated her liver to him? no, it didn’t happen” I shook my head and he laughed.

“she did….. buhat time ho gaya ub to like two years, I feel sorry for you yar! I mean inti sari baten tum se chupai us ne” he shook his head.

“Who are you? and how do you know all this? You cant be her friend because her silly friends wont even vomit a single word, I know” I said and he smiled nodding his head.

“Friend!” he laughed jokingly.

“Then who are you? I know tum jante ho Mannat kahan hea” I said and he remained silent.

“I know” I looked at his face at once, he stopped the car and for a moment I forgot to look out.

“Come on! Am hungry” he said unbuckling his seat belt and I looked out, it was a restaurant.

“But am not…. Answer my questions and have your lunch” I held his arm and he looked back at me.

“in that case…..” he slowly pulled back his arm from my grip…. “you go on your way, I will go on mine, all the best” he said and quickly got out of the car.

I jumped out as well… and stood there, watching him entering into the restruant all calmly as if nothing happened.

How could she do that? And do Chacha Chachi know about all this? Oh they must be knowing…. They always took part in her silly idiotic things, why not this time? I looked at the restruant and slowly headed inside…

ANGAD’S POV

“yeah! and one prawn tempura” the waiter left bowing his head a little down when I saw him entering into the restaurant, a smile spread across my face, he paced towards my table. Sliding the chair a bit he sat on it looking at me, while I just kept on sipping my cola.

“I knew you would come” I said putting my can down.

“how?” he asked and I chuckled.

“kun ke kuttey ko bas haddi dalne ki he der hoti hea…..” I said and his expressions got visible changed.

“you are calling me a

“Dog!.... yup, this is what I called you… a dog! Because this is what you have become my friend” I cut him in the middle and he glared at me with eyes throwing fire, I picked my can again and started sipping.

“Where is my fiancée?” he asked gritting his teeth.

“Kia mangeter mangeter ki ratt laga rakhi heat um ne……..i think tumhen bhool jana chaiye usey” I said and bent a little down towards him, who was looking at me questioningly….. “paraye maal per nazer? Achi bat nai” I added with a wink.

“Bus!” he harshly smacked his palm on the table and got up, I got back calmly, few of the customers just stared at us, few ignored us.

“Mein tumhari bakwaas sunney nai aya yahan” he said bending a little down, pointing his finger at me.

“To mat suno… jao!” I said and started sipping my coala again, he turned to leave… “per itna jan lo Shehroz Balaaj Agha! k wo Mannat jise apni mangeter kehte phir rahe ho… ub wo Mrs Hussain Asif hea” I said putting back my can on the table and he turned around as if somebody gave him an electric current.

“Sit down” I said sternly and he sat on the chair again like in some trance, I knew bijli giri thi bechare per, I took out some papers from my coat’s inner pocket and threw it on the table at his side.

Without saying anything he took hold of the papers and opened them, his eyes went wide on reading the first line on the paper and at once looked at me.

“they are the photocopy actually, the real ones are with them” I said calmly.

“how could she do this?” he almost said to himself

“I wont leave her…. I wont leave this Hussain” he fisted his hands.

“Hussain is my lookout, tum apni mangeter ko sambhalo’ I said when the waiter arrived at the table holding my order.

“Sir! What would you like to have?” he put the food on the table and turned towards Shehroz who just didn’t listen to his question.

“Cold water” I said and the waiter nodding his head went back.

“who are you and how do you know all this? And where is she?” he asked still looking at the papers.

“who am I … this is none of your concern…. how did I know all this…. Well. I have my ways” I winked, munching on my bun and he looked at me.

“I know right now you are feeling like finding her and … and what? Killing her?” I asked and he gritted his teeth.

“Look! I know what you must be feeling right now….. but jo ho gaya ho gaya, now if you want her back” I stopped and bit on my tempura…. “you have to follow what I am going to say” I added.

“Anything… I just want him to be..

“I have told you…. Hussain is not your headache, forget him, take your girl and go back.” I cut him in the middle and he frowned at me.

“What has he done to you?” he asked and I looked up at him.

“long story….” I ignored and again bent down on my food.

“What I have to do?” he asked after few moments.

“now we are talking…..” I said and wiping my hands with the napkin I put money on the table and got up.

“lets go” I put my shades back as he got up, fisting the papers in his hand.

“where?” he asked.

“Police station” I said and paced towards the exit, leaving him standing there. I knew khudi aa jae ga….. Kutta hea, haddi ke peeche aana fitrat hea saley ki.

MINAHIL’S POV

“Minahil beta! Shehry is looking really tensed” Mom said as she walked into the kitchen, where I was making tea for Shehry and Dad.

“Mom! Mannat is missing, obviously we are worried but more then Mannat, its about Hussain…. Shehry just can not bare his pain” I said pouring some milk into the kettle and Mom sighed.

“Hussain has taken things to his heart…. I just pray to God, Mannat jahan bhi ho sahee salamat ho, or jaldi wapas aa jae” I said looking at Mom who nodded silently.

“Minahil! Beta do bring these Kajoo katli, I have specially made for Shehry” Mom pointed towards the dish on the divider and I smiled nodding my head.

Mom went out of the kitchen and I placed the stuff in the trolley and went out to the sitting room. I found Dad and Shehry talking about some current affairs, actually dad was talking Shehry was only listening and nodding his head. He was too preoccupied in Hussain and Mannat.

“Hey! Why so quiet?... it does not suit you” I sat next to him and whispered in his ear, Dad’s eyes were glued on the TV.

“I was missing you” he whispered back and my eyes went wide when he bent down over me, I backed off stopping him with my hands on his chest and he chuckled lightly.

I hurriedly stood up…and sat down on my knees and started making tea, Mom entered in as well and sat next to Dad.

I made tea and gave the mugs to Mom and Dad, I felt Shehry’s eyes were on me and I literally tried to calm myself up….. suddenly my eyes went to him and he winked at me while having a killing smirk over his face. I eyed him to stop this and he smiled back shaking his head.

“Minahil beta! Shehry ko chae do” Mom said and I looked at her at once, tucking my hair at the back of my ear out of nervousness.

“yeah! I mouthed and made tea for him.

“Shehry beta! do try these…. I have specially made for you” Mom extended the plater towards him and he smiled, I felt his smile was not reaching his eyes… for the first time I was seeing him tensed, worried… lost.

“Aunty they are just wow! I loved these sweets’ Shehry said sweetly and Mom smiled warmly at him….. “but now am gonna love them even more” he added while taking another bite and I smiled at him.

“Shehry! beta tum or Minahil aj ho na yahan?” Mom asked and Shehry looked at me, I nodded my head.

“good meri kuch friends aa rai hen… tum dono se bhi mulakat ho jae gi” Mom added and I smiled, looking at Shehry I felt he had a forced smile on his face… may be he wanted to go back home, to Hussain! oh!

“Shehry beta! I have few friends in the Police department… kaho to mein un se bat karoon? About Mannat” Dad said and Shehry looked at him, getting all serious at once.

“yeah! sure Uncle that would be really great if they can help us in finding her…. Dad has a friend there too, we talked to him. lets just pray we find her as soon as possible” Shehry said and Dad nodded his head.

We had tea and then I stood up, putting all the mugs and platters in the trolley I headed towards the kitchen. I placed the mugs in the sink and turned to leave when suddenly I hit with something hard.

‘ooouch!” I looked up rubbing my forehead and found him smiling at me.

“hey! Am sorry….” He touched my forehead softly and I smiled, forgetting about the pain.

“What are you doing here?” I asked and he raised his mug up. “you forgot mine”

“yeah! because you were taking an eternity finishing that half cup of tea” I rolled my eyes.

“who said I was taking long? chae to kab ki khatam ho gait hi” he winked at me and I narrowed my eyes, suddenly he took a step closer and I gasped when he pulled me into him, slowly handing me his mug.

“I just wanted to have an excuse…. Of following you here” he said looking into my eyes and I felt myself blushing.

“oh really?” I said and he nodded….. “so what if you followed me, and Mom would follow you to the kitchen/” I said trying to get out of his grip but his grip went even tighter.

“she wont….. samajhdaar khatoon hen, she wont ruin our little kitchen romance” Shehry said a little bending down and I stopped him with one hand on his chest, while the other holding the mug.

“so you enjoyed your kajoo wali katli?” I asked trying to divert his attention and he smiled.

“yup! But right now…..” his gaze shifted to my lips….. “I want to enjoy something else” he said  into a whisper and my heart started beating fast.

He pushed me back slowly as I touched the sink at my back, my breath got heavier so was his…..

“Minahil” he whispered my name making it hard for me to reply.

“lets go to your bedroom” he added in the same tone and I looked up into his eyes, a mischievous grin all over his face and I slapped his chest lightly and he smiled… a smile which faded slowly.

“Shehry!” I said and he raised his eyebrows.

“you should be with Hussain right now” I said slowly and he looked into my eyes.

“yeah! its okay… I mean..

“Shehry! I know you want to be with him as well… he needs you, seriously! am fine. You should go” I cut him in the middle and he kept quiet, biting his inner lip..

“I want to be with you as well” he said looking into my eyes and I smiled.

“I know…. But you know what Shehry! Humein apnon ki zaroorat tab ziada hoti hea jab hum pareshan hote hen… right now Hussain se ziada kon pareshan ho ga! you should be with him” I said and he smiled slowly at me, his grip around my back got a bit tighter.

“I fell in love with you….once again” he whispered touching his forehead to mine and I smiled.

“I know… can feel that” I said as my fingers moved over his chest where his heart was beating.

“so what about your Mom’s kitty party wali desi aunties?” he asked and I slapped his arm lightly, chuckling.

“I will take care of them… or wese bhi there are few hot shot kind of ladies as well” I said into a whisper and he looked at me surprised, raising his eyebrows…. “so, I don’t want you to be around them” I pointed at him and he suddenly kissed the tip of my finger …making me smile like total idiots.

“ap per aesi hazaaron hot ladies qurbaan” he flaunted bending down to my face and I slowly pulled up over my toes… kissing his cheek, his stubble tickled my lips and a beautiful smile spread across his face.

“are you trying to stop me from going? ” he asked narrowing his eyes and I laughed, shaking my head.

“so mein jaoon?” he reluctantly said pulling a bit back and I nodded.

“to…… pehle lets go to your room” he winked and I chuckled shaking my head.

“tum kabhi nai sudhro ge Shehry!” I said and he shook his head.

“Tobah hai… ub banda apni zaati…. Personal… khud ki begum k sath bhi kamre mein nai ja sakta” he said making a face and I laughed.

“acha! to hum chaltey hen” Shehry slowly pulled his arms out and sang, he looked too cute.

“phir kab milo ge?” I sang back.

“jab tum kaho ge” he sang, putting his arms at his back and leaning a bit towards me he swiftly packed my lips and I gasped, turning all heat up and red.

“will miss you” he said and I hugged him tight, putting my hands around his neck. He hugged me back with his face buried in, he softly kissed my neck.

We pulled up after a few moments, before my samajhdaar Mom or even more samajhdaar dad could come….

“go… before I change my mind Mr shehryaar” I said pushing him a bit and he smiled backing off. I just stood there watching his beautiful face and that cutest smile ever….. as he backed off the kitchen.

SHEHRY’S POV

I sat in my car and headed back to home, yeah! it is true said…. a good and understanding life partner is a gift from Allah. I realized this thing after getting married to Minahil… she was really the perfect one for me, the one who simply know me so well. I smiled as I drove to home.

Parking my car into the shed I came out and the first thing I saw was Hussain’s car… oh! Thanks God! He is back to home.

Ye lerka bhi na! I shook my head as I headed towards the apartment but suddenly my feet halted in the mid as my eyes went to that police car and saw a couple of them inside while one standing out.

“oh! I hope its uncle Marc, hope he has found Mannat” I said to myself and headed inside.

The door was wide open and I could hear noises….. I stepped inside when my eyes went wide to see Hussain in front of me in…. in hand cuffs??

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