Today a grand dinner was being held in the haveli. Sana's inlaws clan was invited over. And being the responsible one anabiya was checking out all the management from food to table laying to decoration she had done it all. Mainly she just wanted to distract herself from negative thoughts.
She was aware that the wedding festivities would be a chaos for her. Different guests and different questions.

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Mazeen had been busy whole day visiting factories with chachu and it had been a tiring but a productive day. He was back at what he had left. Mazeen was a buisness genious but had ran away and now chachu was somewhat convincing him to move back here. But even if he did think over it. The girl anabiya was still present as a reality and Ama jan wont ever allow him to fully move in. Little did he knew that ama jan was yearning for him to be here, to just ask for forgiveness and she would happily be happy to forgive him but yes only if he mended things with her daughter biya but that for now seemed difficult.

Getting home late in the evening he got to know about the dinner and very unwantedly he took out clothes to wear but thy needed ironing. Sana was a very clumsy girl and on top of that she was a bride to be also so she would definitely not touch a work and apparently all the maids seemed busy. Sighing he went to the laundry room to iron himself though his record in ironing was very bad. He usually burnt up his clothes.

Humming on a song his steps halted seeing anabiya busy ironing clothes there. Her outlook seemed pleasant to his eyes. Her hair open, her dupata kept aside. Very carelessly she was busy neatly ironing her embellished dress as if nothing in this world was more important than the ironing of her dress.

Clearing his throat he managed to grab her attention. Seeing him she instantly grabbed her dupata, covering herself and his eyes squinted at her act.

"Koi kaam tha?" She asked annoyed, seeing him rooted to the spot. Either she wanted him to go away from there or either move away from the entrace so she could leave.

"Ye iron karne the." He blurted out, his hand forwarded towards her and shaking her head atbhis nerves she scoffed.

"Actually illetrates do not know how to iron properly so when I am done with my dress ,you can iron by yourself." She had said in an acidic tone and his eyes widened at her boldness. Anabiya herself was stunned at herself. With shivering hands she tried busying herself again.

"Biya bhabi yar ama ka hukm hai aj kurta pehnu, please iron kardo na yar!" Before mazeen could utter any other word fazi came rushing inside crossing from his side and handed her his kurta to iron and smiling very lovingly she took it from him totally ignoring mazeen.

Burning in rage, frowns formed on his forehead. Taking long strides he was out of there.

"Inhe kiya hua?" Fazi asked and biya shrugged her shoulder muttering a "khadoos" under her breath.
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Mazeen was boiling from inside. This girl who was in this house , was because of him. She was here recognised as his wife. She was living under his name and her attitude was exact the opposite. His own family had disowned him but given her the confidence to live and roam freely here as if she owned the haveli.
Throwing his clothes on the bed, mazeen sat on the couch thinking about all the matters.
Maybe coming back was a bad decision because even though his value was very less compared to when he used to be" the aankh ka tara "of ama jan and everyone and plus he wasent getting much attention and care from everyone, still deep in his heart he did not wanted to go back anymore. He wanted to stay here with his family but damn that girl! Anabiya madam who had everyone wrapped around her fingers. And to his dismay when hw closed his eyes for some relief, her alluring figure danced in front of his eyes. The scene of her carefree from her dupata in the laundry room was teasing his nerves.

"Miss sweet candy! " scoffing he muttered giving her a sarcastic nickname.

"Darn it!" Getting up he left the idea of wearing his jeans shirt which needed iron, he  picked up an already ironed shalwar kameez and retired to the toilet to get ready.
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The dinner was eaten in a very pleasant ambiance. Sana's inlaws were very nice people. Sana's fiance's phupo although lived abroad so was coming over and meeting them all for the first time.
Her son had also accompanied and many atimes mazeen noticed him stealing glances at anabiya and unexpectedly rage was buildimg inside him but he kept quite.
This girl too was getting on his nerves now. She was everywhere. Like a whirlwind managing everything. She was definitely a people pleaser. All the time she was busy serving everyone. Helping maids clean the dinner table and all the elders were praising her and in response she was giving them her silent beautiful smile that he so wanted to wipe off.

The elders all went and sat in the lounge to talk over things and all the girls party had left to make some peshawari kehwa to entertain the guests after heavy meal.
Mazeen was seated between the elders when out of nowhere the phupo of sana's fiance said.

"Bhabi anabiya is very beautiful and such a wonderful girl with so good manners. I am looking for a bride for my son with exact same qualities. Have you fixed her alliance somewhere ? " came her sugar dripping voice and mazeens number of crease lines on forehead increased.

"Aunty! Anabiya is already married!" Before ama jan or sana's mother in law could clear her misunderstanding mazeen had said sharply and ama jan very hardly controlled her smile. So some sensation was still left in her sons heart.

"Oh, sab achi larkian shadi shuda hi kiun hoti hain? Who is the lucky guy?" That aunty dared say again.

"Meri mazeen ki dulhan hai anabiya." Ama jans low voice came with a shake and mazeens head lowered. He was just now realising what his ama jan had to go through. Obviously she was not the first lady questioning about anabiya?
Feeling a pang of guilt he instantly left from there. While leaving he heard the lady praise their couple.

"Acha! Bohat achi jodi hai ye to." This was the last thing coming to his ears as he headed out but midway was met with anabiya and wajeeha who were giggling at something holding trays of green tea to serve the guests.

Seeing him midway they stopped. Wajeeha had sensed he seemed angry.

"Wajeeha isko bolo ziada mehmano ki khidmaten karne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Tum please ye tray le jao or sana ko bulalo wo iska wala tray le jayegi. " looking towards wajeeha he ordered and anabiya boiled at his demanding nature.

"Main leke jaungi." Looking into his eyes she challenged taking a step forward. But instantly he had gripped her wrist.
"Bano ye madam se lelo!" Stopping a maid who had just come for some work, he ordered and obliging she took the tray from anabiyas hands and went inside the lounge with wajeeha, who looked at anabiya with helpess eyes.

"Kia hai? Kislye roka mujhe? Main apki mulazima nahi hoon jo apki baat manungi." Stunned at his acts she said glaring right into his burning eyes and in a jerk pulled away her wrist from his harsh grip.

"In sabki bhi mulazima nahi ho jo sab kay kaam bhag bhag kay kar rahi ho." He had said anoyedly. Couldent she just listen to him once  without questioning everything.

"Apko iss sab say kia matlab. Apne kaam se kaam rakhiye ap!" Her inside boiled at his reply. Was it some new games that he was trying to play now.

"Biya bhabi apko ama jan ander bula rahi hain!" Fazi came in like a saviour and without wasting a minute she strode past mazeen quickly. Her shoulders brushing his and the smell of her jasmine perfume engulfing him. Sighing he left from there.

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"Khan baba mene bank tak jana hai kaam hai mera." Coming back home from a quick morning walk mazeen said to their old driver who was ready near the car.

"Biya beti ne tailor tak jana tha, ap bhi sath holen, wo dekhen biya beti aabhi gayeen." Khan baba replied and  instantly mazeens eyes shot up towards the haveli entrance from where she was coming out.
Wearing a simple shalwar kameez with makeup free face she looked the epitome of pureness. Not once a girl like her had ever attracted him. But she was somehow managing to distract him alot lately but his stubborn heart was not accepting it.

Looking at him, frown formed on her forehead. She still had not gotten over his behaviour of last night and yet again she was seeing his face.

"Chalen khan baba!" Biya said opening the car door.

"Haan bus mazeen bete ka bank me kaam hai, wo karlenge to tailor kay pas chale jayengay uske bad." Smiling khan baba had said, in his sense he was providing a solution but little did he know that this was a problem itself.

"Khan baba ap inhe le jayen, main bad me chalungi kabhi." Stopping in her tracks she said and mazeen glared at her. His presence did bother her and that too alot. He was not liking this fact.

"Khan baba ap inhe le jayen, I will manage myself." Mazeen said turning around he jogged inside and shrugging her shoulders anabiya sat in the car.

Coming inside mazeen and slumped on his bed. He was boiling with rage.
He called fazi angrily demanding his car back.

"Bohat ayashian karlee faraz ahmed sahab, meri gari wapis karo mujhe. Mohtaj hoker reh gaya main." He half yelled and fazi had to move the phone alittle away from his ear.

"Kia hua bhai, ap to england chale gaye the aur ama jan ne mujhe dedi thee apki car." Fazi gulped at the idea of returning the mercedes back.

"Ab agaya hoo na, chahiye mujhe kiunke tumhari biya bhabi ko kahin jana tha ama jan ki car per or mujhe sath le jatay hue unhe maut parti thee." He said with gritted teeth and fazi held his head in his hands.

"Ghussa kisi aur baat ka nikal kahan raha hai?" Fazi muttered under his breath but mazeen had heard him loud and clear.

"Arahay ho ya nahi?" He yelled again.

"Aya bhai aya!" He said giving up.

"Bunch of fools!" Muttering under his breath mazeen raked his hand through his hair in frustration.

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Hey guys.... another update and yes some update on mazeens feelings too..they are changing but he aint accepting...

And yes I am sooo happy that anabiya is being so strong and self difiant!.

I know this chap did not have much of fazi and wajeeha but yes I made a collage of them too..so according to me these two fit...

Fazi was becoming everyones favourite so he did needed a face😉👍..

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