Koi aur dujaa kiun mujhe,
Na tere siva chahiye..

Tu lahu ki tarah ragon main rawaan chahiye...

Anjaam jo chahay mera ho,,
Aghaz yun chahiye..

Tu chahiye, tu chahiye.
Har martaba tu chahiye.
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She was yet again in his house, back in her room. Lareb and ain were happy to see her back while unexpectedly Mrs rafia b had stayed silent and mostly out of scene.

Yashab himself had brought her dinner and when she had protested he had fed her with his own hands and afterwards fed her the medicines.

"Kharoos! Apni karke hi chori isne." As soon as he had left her room she murmured and lied down on her bed to sleep. Her sleep flew away seeing yashab enter again in his pjs with clear intentions of sleeping beside her.

"Tum yahan kiya kar rahe ho" sitting up she questioned while he silently made space to sleep beside her.

"Yashab, kuch kaha hai tumse mene." She repeated.

"Sonay ki tayari kar raha hoon." Placing his mobile phone and wallet on the side he replied and opening the blanket covered himself in it.

"Mere sath nahi so saktay tum." Glaring at him she warned.

"Kiun? Main to so sakta hoo balkay so chuka hoo." Unbothered he replied.

"M, matlab kiya hai tumhara ?" Stuttering she asked.

"Don't misinterpret things ayirah,.main abhi so raha hoo tum bhi sojao."
Sighing he glared at her taking turn towards her side.

"Acha...
Wese aik baat batao, tumhari ami kaise khamosh hain?"
Wiggling her brows she questioned and he smiled, he knew something of this sort was coming.

"Mene unhe bola hai 4 din ki merman hai ayirah ab to usko sakoon main rehne dena or mera sakoon bhi kaim rakhna."
Raising his brow he replied and her heart sinked at his words.

"Mehman?" She questioned.

"Haan tumne hi to bola tha kay mere sath nahin rehna to bus jaise tum theek hogee main jaaker tumhe chor aunga."
He replied with serious expressions.

"Wo, main...." Gulping she tried to talk but was cut through.

"Haan fikar na karo, ab wese hoga jaise tum chahti theen, ab please khamosh hojao or sonay do!"
Sitting up he took off his shirt and casually threw it on the couch and turning his back towards her closed his eye's while her mind was stuck at his words and her eyes at his shirtless body.
Her feelings were changing and now he was bringing in the foolish demand she had said before.

But she just couldn't tell him a word.

"Argh this freaking ego!"
Groaning she shut her eyes too but sleep was long gone

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The sun rays hit her face compelling her to wake up. Groaning she sat up rubbing her eyes.

"Sonay do mujhe!" She groaned seeing yashab opening all the windows.

"Tumhe morning walk kara kay office jana hai mujhe islye jaldi se ready hojao. Nashta araha hai bus."
Giving her orders he went out of the room and sighing she covered herself with the blanket again lying down.

"Ayirah, uth rahi ho ya uthau???" Coming inside he pulled off her blanket and asked.

"Kiya museebat hai? Jao main nahi uth rahi." Trying to snatch the blanket from him she remarked.

"Aise nahi manogi tum." Having had enough of her tantrums he finally gave up and picked her up in his strong built arms.

"Harris!!!" She yelped.

"Bohat hogaye tumhare nakhre, theek hona hai ya nahi?"
Ignoring her he stated and made his way towards the shower.

"Tumhe bohat jaldi hai mujhe theek karne ki." She made faces.

"Haan hai jaldi. Tumse jaan bhi to churani hai." He teased with a serious expression and her heart missed a beat yet again. Her heart was going wild. She wanted to silence him right then and there.

"Main itni asani se jan nahi chorne wali." She grimaced.

"Acha, kal tak to aur hi batain theen mohtarma ki." Turning on the shower he placed her under and she screamed. Till now she was so into the conversation that she didn't notice what he was doing.

"Ab jaag jao mohatarma!" He teased ignoring her screams and punches.

"Mohtaram hogay khud!" Yelling she held onto his arm and pulled him in with her.

"Kiya yar, geela kardia!" Getting all wet he said.

"Bohat Acha hua, Jo mera haal kiya wo?" She raised her brow turning the shower onto full speed now, fully drenching them both.

"Bus ab jaag chuki ho to niklo, change karo or walk karo!"
Turning the shower nob off he said stepping out.

"Jaise utha kar yahan laye the, wese utha kar le jao." Spreading her arms like a child she said and smiling he came forward filling her in his arms yet again and this time smiling she placed her head on his chest feeling at peace.
Bringing her into the closet room he handed her a towel and walked out with his fresh pair of dress and a dry towel.
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"Take slow steps ayirah, don't tire yourself!" Walking along with her he stated seeing her trying to cover the track quickly.

"Nahi Thakti main." She ignored.

"Madam ahista challengi to ziada chal payengi ap, ye phurtian apni sambhal kay rakhen!"
Holding onto her arm he stated halting her fast steps.

"Wese thak gai hoon sach main, ab uthalo." Clinging onto him she stated.

"Abhi se nahi janeman, thori himmat karen shabash." Ruffling her hair he said randomly encouraging her to take further steps but her heart did a somersault at his words.

"Nahi karni himmat, uthao mujhe." Closing all the remaining space between them she said looking straight into his mesmerising eyes taking him offguard.

"Lekin kal se pakka karogi?" He asked.

"Promise!" Intertwining her hands with his she smiled and in a swift drift she was in his arms. Her smile widened as she hid her face in his broad chest and inhaled his musk and leather smell.
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The days after that past very fast. It all seemed as in blink of an eye. Yashab Harris had fully taken charge of her therapy and walk sessions.  Whole month he had fully averted his attention towards her. He would follow all the instructions the doctor would tell.
Ayirah was fully warmed up to him now. In her eyes she just couldent breath without yashab Harris now but she wouldn't dare say a word to him, Because he would take lots of care of her but all this month he had not come at once physical with her. Though at times she would cuddle into him and holding his arms wrap them around her self, he would silently oblige but she would feel his body go rigid.
The only thing she was hating was that he was time and again reminding her that once the doctor gives a green signal, he would leave her as per her demands.
She was waiting to talk to him over this matter but was unable to gather courage.

Lareb had told her that before bringing her home yashab had a big quarell with their mother.  He had pleaded her to stay away from his and his wife's matters and ayirah was shocked to listen to this because in front of her he had made up a totally different story.
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"You have improved a million times since the previous checkup ayirah and that's great news. I can now give you a thumps up and a green signal to walk on your own!"
After conducting all the tests the doctor happily stated.

"It's all his efforts sir." She smiled whole heartedly gesturing towards yashab Harris.

"Well done young man! Husbands like you these days are hard to find."
The doctor praised.

"Thankyou sir. Its my responsibility." He smiled shaking hand with the doctor and a grin plastered on ayirahs face. She was genuinely happy. The free will of walking all by herself was great news.

"Ab issay jan bhi to churani thi na." Yashab whispered this dialogue right beside ayirahs ear and her smile dimmed in seconds.

Iss shakhs ne ye baat pakar kiun li hai? Hogai ghalti, manti hoo! Ab mohabat karne lagee hoo to itra  kislye raha hai...
Hmm lekin mene usko kuch bataya bhi to nahi!"
Making faces and pouting she was Murmurring to herself lost in a different world when yashab clicked his fingers in front of her face to gain her attention.

"Kahan gum ho?" He asked

"Kahin nahi, ghar chalen?" She shook her head at being caught.

"Haan chalo... " Holding onto her hand he walked ahead.

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"Tayari karlena main tumhe uncle hadeed kay ghar chor aunga. Wo parsoo arahe hain to tum unhe bata dena kay mere sath nahi rehna tumne."
Finally he had uttered the words she was trying to avoid. He was being cruel, very cruel.... Why was he unable to see her condition, to feel her love.

By now she was sure that she couldn't live a minute without him then why was he unable to understand? Why was he so cold?
Maybe she deserved it but she was not going to leave him, she was never going to let go of this love she had received after ages.

"Maine kahin nahi jana."
Lowering her eyes she murmured and gulping hard he looked at her form.
He was yearning to hear words of this sort from her since ages and was hoping now that she would just come running into his arms, into his solace, into his embrace but he was still afraid of her. Her changing tantrums couldn't guarantee a thing.

"Kab se to yahi ratt thi tumhari, ab chor raha hoo to jao na khushi khushi."
He said each word with a cold tone and this time she looked up with teary eyes and he knew deep down that his love had won her over. Maybe, yes, finally! Hopefully!!!

"Nahi jana na mene!" She whisper yeller as a sob escaped her lips.

"Wajah?" He questioned and she looked at him with hurt in her eyes.

"Samajh jao na." She pleaded.

"Nahi samajh arahi, mujhe jawab do." Holding onto her arm he had pulled her to him and whispered.

" Tum, Tumne hi kaha tha na kay jab rooh or dil yashab Harris ka ho to tab Ana. Aj meri rooh, mera dil damagh sab main aik hi naam hai, aik hi insaan hai or wo tum ho yashab...
Mujhe apna aaadi, apna aseer bana kar chorne ki baat karte ho. Ye, ye na insafi, Ye zulm main Bardasht nahi kar paungi..."
Breaking into tears she held his collars and boring her eyes into his she stated truthfully. She was unsure from where the words were coming out but yes she knew that this was the time to confess other wise it was never!

"Main bohat toota hua hoon. Zakhmi hoon. Tum seh nahi paogi mere zakham bohat gehre hain .. " Sighing he stated. He wanted to give her a chance to think, to decide though his heart was screaming to just embrace her.

"Main unper marham rakhna chahti hoon. Tumhain sambhalna chahti hoon jaise tumne mujhe jora, wese me tumhe mukamal karna chahti hoon."
She said Cupping his face in her palms.

"Aisa hi hai? Sab Sach hai? Dil se bol rahi ho kiunke aik bar pakar lia to dobara janay nahi dunga ayirah."
He said boring holes in her soul.

"Aik bar tumhare pas aker wapis kon  kambakht jana chahta hai?"
She had smiled while tears were rolling down her eyes.

"Sochlo ayirah...." He seemed afraid of losing her. He needed all kind of confirmations.

"Aur kitna sochoon Mr Harris, sau bar ankhain band karti hoon to hazar bar tum nazar atay ho. Tumhain na dekhoo to chain nahi milta, saans nahi atee, tumhari banho me karar ata hai..
Kiya ye mohabat nai hai yashab?? "
She stated with all the love and assuring.

"Nahi ye mohabat nahi, Ye ishq hai ayirah! Wesa hi ishq jo mujhe tumse dunya kay love city ki galio me hua tha... "
Kissing her forehead he stated.

"Matlab?" She murmured in an intoxicated state as she felt his touch after ages.

"Matlab, hmm, Mrs you stole away my heart in the streets of Paris."
He smiled.

"Tabse?" She was shocked.

"Haana to awayen tumhari badtameeizan bardasht karta tha? " He chuckled teasing her.

"Phir kareeb kiun nahi atay the? " She questioned raising her brow.

"Ishq tha islye, kuch or hota to ajata... " He smiled.

"Aur kia?" She further asked. His words were always deep and mysterious.

"Tab tum lakh mere pas ana chahti theen ayirah per tum tayar nahi theen. Tab tum mujhse badguman hojati. "
He sighed remembering those dark days.

"Itni mohabat hai mujhse?" She smiled whole heartedly.

"Ishq or izzat!" He smiled.

"I love you yashab hariss, I am lucky and honoured to have you in my life."
Tiptoeing she pecked his lips taking him offguard.

"Kabhi mat chorna mujhe. Never!" Whispering he had slammed his lips onto hers taking her in his embrace. The kiss was passionate filled with eager, possesivenes and extreme love. She smiled as she gave in....

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So yes finally an end to ayirah and yashab's story...

Yes this was an intense love story but I really enjoyed writing it.

Sorry, very sorry for delaying the last chap. But hope ita worth it.

Enjoy and do give ur feedback..