Tabasum bhi,
Haya bhi,,,
Berukhi bhi!!!

Tabasum bhi, haya bhi, berukhi bhi!!!
Ye andazay sitam, bhaya bohat hai!

Dil e muztar ko samjhaya bohat hai!

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Getting inside hadeed villa silence had prevailed between the two.
Ayirah was really very lost in her thoughts. Seeing jamal haiq was a disaster, a very big disaster and the condition she saw him in was heart wrenching. A little soul was bearing the deeds of his father.
Ayirah's heart was aching.
Shutting her eyes tight she prayed for the little boy. And today with teary eyes she had forgiven jamal haiq from her heart.
But on the other hand the disastrous truths that yashab Harris had just told her was disturbing her in and out.
Can a woman stoop that low? It was all so unbelievable and she was anxious as to why he had unveiled his past tonight only after all these days and all these fights she had pulled out with him.
It was confusing her too much. It was all really hard to bear and right now she needed some time alone. She needed space.
She was feeling the pain yashab must have gone through but she was speechless right now and she wanted him to leave and not see the miserable self that ayirah was right now.

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"Tum roz roz mat aya karo mere liye. Main hospital appointments kay liye bhi khud jaa sakti hoo or therapy bhi khud kara sakti hoo. This house is flooded with helpers. I don't need your help. Thankyou ."

Seeing yashab off at the door she said with her eyes low. She had wanted to weep and scream to let all out and she wanted him gone right now. She was a mess.

"Main tumharay liye nahi, apni tasali kay liye ata hoon."
He whispered.

"Hogai tasali? Ab jao..." Lowering her eyes she stated nearly pushing him out the door.

"Nahi hui.... Zid chordo or ghar chalo ayirah." He nearly pleaded.

"Mene nahi rehna tumharay sath, samajh nahi ati kiya?"
She nearly screamed. He was testing her patience.

"Aik bar tum theek hojao main khud tumhe chor dunga lekin filhal mera imtehan na lo. Meri zimedari ho tum."
His words were clear enough to pinch her heart.

"Sirf zimedari?" She whispered as tears rushed down her cheaks breaking all the barriers.

"Akhir chahti kiya ho tum ayirah?" Feeling frustrated and tired he grabbed her from her arm and caged her in his strong arms.
Her sobs had gone louder as she clutched his shirt and drenched it with her tears.

"Mujh, mujhe nahi pata yashab, mujhe kuch nahi pata."
She stuttered between her sobs as she hit his chest with soft punches and sighing he raked his fingers in her hair to calm her down.

"Acha bus, mat socho ziada. Rest karo" Kissing her forehead he stated and her sobs had increased.

"Kaha na ayirah bus kardo!" Her tears were Pinching his heart. He had to nearly yell and at this she sniffed stopping her crys for a while and looked at him.
She looked so innocent as her lips quivered. Focusing his eyes on her soft luscious lips he gulped. It was not the right time neither she was in her right state of mind.

"Main chalta hoon, tum jaaker sojao ayirah. " controlling his inner desires he mumbled and turned to leave when she held his hand in hers and his steps halted.
Looking back at her he raised his brow to question why was he stopped when she gathering courage held onto him and pecked his lips astounding him.

"Ayirah!" He whispered.

"Now, I need this!" She gulped as she bit her lower lip in confusion and Yashab was not to be told twice. Gripping her he had caged her between the wall and had slammed his lips onto her kissing her with full passion. Both of them syncing as if they both were Suppressing in from long and now was the time to unleash the feelings.

"Take me to the bedroom."  She murmured.

"Sochlo, kabhi mujhe chorne ki batain karti ho aur kabhi ye?"
He whispered right below her ear stopping her in her tracks.

"Abhi chalo room main uske bad chale jana..." She sighed. He was making her go mad. He was addictive.

"Uske bad jaa nahi paunga or na hi tumhe chor paunga kabhi!"
His words held certainty. Her heart skipped a beat. Their eyes held a deep connection boring right into eachother.

"I fucking need you now!" Coming forward she held onto his collars giving in. She knew for now there was no going back. She could just regret it all later....

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Indulged in love games they both never knew when they had drifted off to sleep.

It was about 6 in the evening when ayirah woke up. Groaning she sat up and turned on the side lamp. She sighed as her legs ached. She still couldent take much and yet she couldn't resist. Looking towards her right she looked at the man asleep. Her man precisely!

He was handsome, the most handsome man she had ever seen in her circle atleast. His mysterious eyes always added charms.

"Yashab! Yashab." Realising the time she shook him by his shoulders.

"Hmm, all okay?" Rubbing his eyes he looked at her. His shirtless body was giving her jitters again.

"Subah se kuch nahi khaya so we better grab a bite and you should be going home now."
She muttered lowering her eyes.
Guilty and regret was starting to build up inside her. She was wanting him to leave before she broke down in front of him or lashed out at him.

"Yeah, I will freshen up and leave." Gulping hard he walked towards the bathroom to take a shower.

"Khana?" She questioned.

"Tum khaalo, mujhe bhook nahi." Looking back at her he said and disappeared inside the bathroom. And hitting her head on the beds headboard she suppressed her groan.
She was doing the exact thing that she had accused him of the other day.
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"Tum theek ho?" Druing his hair with a towel he asked as he came back into the room and saw her eyes shut.

"Haan." Opening her eyes she looked at him.

"Aaj Subah jamal ko dekh kar bura laga tumhe?" Je asked taking a seat beside her on the bed.

"Sorry?"
She was stunned. So he knew that. He had seen jamal haiq and she thought he didn't know. So was he here because he pitied her or to console her? And why on earth did he talk about Sarah just today. Obviously to make her feel better.

"Mene aj usko hospital main dekha tha." He stated.

"To islye tum mere sath ander tak aye, mujhe Sarah ki baat batai or mere sath... Tum yashab Harris ho kiya chez akhir? Samajhte kiya ho khud ko? Tars khaa rahe ho mujhper?
Kitne mah se hum nikkah mai hain or tumne past life mujhse aise chupai jaise kay..."
Sighing she took a deep breath.

"You are misinterpreting it all ayirah." He warned. He knew she was taking it all negative.

"No sorry I am not! Tumne socha ye aj apne ex ko dekh kar arahi hai to chalo isko better feel karalen apne ex kay kartoot bata kar. Tum..." Running her hand in her hair in frustration she sighed taking a pause.

"Tum niklo yahan se, abhi kay abhi. Ainda mat ana. I don't bloody need you!"
She screamed using all her will power.

"Ayirah ghalat baat soch rahi ho tum. Meri baat nahi samajh rahi Tum."
Holding onto her hand he tried to clear her misunderstandings.

"Sab samajh gai hoon. Thankyou very much Mr Yashab for soothing me. For giving me what I wanted."
She scoffed as tears brimmed in her eyes yet again.

"Ayirah, soch samajh kar baat karo. Haan main waqai tumhe sooth karne kay kiye Sarah ka bataya. Kabhi na kabhi to himmat karni thi or aj sahi wakt laga mujhe or baki sab mene..."
He spoke but was cut through as she pulled back her hands harshly and yelled.

"Bus! Bohat hogaya, niklo yahan se. Chordo mujhe! Nahi rehna mene tumhare sath na hi tumhare naam kay sath. Out!"
She screamed hysterically and taking a deep breath he walked out of her room.

Sitting on a couch in the lounge he took a deep breath. His head was spinning.

"Why was ayirah so negative, so damn negative? Couldn't she administrator the love and care he had for her. Or maybe it was not her fault at all. It was all the circumstances that had made her this way and the lack of yashabs words. He had never told her about his likeness. He was a reserved torn man himself!

"Sir you need anything?" His thoughts were interrupted as ayirahs house help came and asked.

"Yeah I am. Just go and give ayirah something to eat please and make sure she dosent know that I will be spending the night here."
Sighing he sat up and instructed and Nodding the lady left from there.

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Ayirahs head was spinning. She knew she was whining and fighting over nuisance. She was torturing herself or maybe just testing Yashab Harris. She was trying to test his patience. Why was he always so calm??? Why wouldn't he yell or shout!
How was he bearing all the pain and fixing problems for everyone? How was he doing it all perfectly with a smile.
Ah his smile! His damn addictive smile! Or was he faking it all? Was he for real??? This was all spinning her mind.
Jamal haiq long gone from her mind. It was only yashab Harris that she was thinking about.
She was deeply in love with this man and it was hard accepting it. She wanted him away, far away and yet everyone she was drawn to him.
She was not willing to admit but her heart was going wild with his love.
How ever much she was scared to love anyone again yet she was drenched in Yashab Harris's love more than ever before!!!!
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Thinking about him she had drifted off to sleep only to wake up the next morning with a grumbling in her stomach as in anger she had refused to ear last night.

Gathering strength she sat up on her bed and taking a deep breath got down from her bed to go into the kitchen though her legs were feeling wobbly and weak today.

Holding onto the walls she was taking slow steps when her feet turned and she fell hard on the ground as a painful scream erupted from her mouth as she had hurt her toes harshly hitting it on a table.

Yashab was startled by her scream. Waking up he left the couch and rushed to her room to see her sprawled on the ground crying with pain.

"Ye, yahi khayal kar rahe hain tumharay helpers?
Unke bharosay akele rehne chal deen theen tum!"
Carrying her crying self in his arms he placed  her on the bed and said inspecting her wound.

" Tum,Tumse matlab? Tum kiun aye ander or kaise aye iss wakt?"
Trying to stop her tears she said. She was getting embarrassed also. How did he always end up helping her.

"Mujhse hi matlab hai ayirah. Mera hi matlab hai! Aur Main tumhare hukm ka ghulam nahin kay tumne nikala or main chaldia!"
Putting emphasis on each word he carried her in his arms yet again and placed her in his car. Despite her being extremely annoying he had brought her to the hospital and now she was getting checked.

"You have to stay in someone's supervision ayirah. You just can't be on ur own and run around."
Seeing the results of the xray the doctor had said.

"Sorry." She murmured head low.

"You nearly fractured your toe ayirah." Sighing the doctor prescribed another set of medications.

"Yashab take good care of her." Dismissing them the doctor stated.

"Sure, I will!" Nodding yashab had replied before walking her out to parking lot.
Tucking her in the passenger seat he had silently buckled her seat belt. He seemed upset. She could feel it.

There was pin drop silence until ayirah broke it.

"Hum kahan jaa rahe hain? Mene apne ghr jana hai." Noticing the route towards yashabs House she voiced out.

"Apne hi ghar jaa rahi hotum." Taking a turn towards his house he said.

"Mene nahi rehna tumharay sath. How many times do I have to be clear." She said sharply testing his patience again.

"Jab tak tum mukamal theek nahi hoti tab tak rehlo uske bad khud tumhe chordunga."
His voice was cold and sending chills silencing her completely.

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