The night was heavy for both of them. Sleep had long left their eyes.
Tired of tossing and turning in bed, anabiya left the room to make some tea for herself. Her eyes still puffy and red due to weeping.

Getting inside the kitchen her steps halted seeing mazeen already present inside. Turning to leave she was stopped by his hold on her wrist.

"Kab tak bhagogi mujhse biya?" He asked coming dangerously closer to her.

"Main nahi ap bhagay the mujhse." Gathering courage she looked at him with complaints in her eyes.

"Bewakoof tha main. Manta hoo." He whispered cupping her face in his hands and her breath hitched. She was a mess already because of him and now  his proximity, his scent was bothering her.

"Aap door hon please, mujhe chai banani hai." She had said in a low voice.

"Aik cup mere liye bhi agar problem na ho." Sighing he backed off and sat on the dining chair giving her the way to the stove.

She had placed the sauce pan on the stove and was adding in milk and tea for the two of them with trembling hands. His presence was disturbing her.
She was so absent minded that she did not notice her dupata had caught fire.
Seeing it mazeen rushed towards her and pulled her dupata and threw it away.

"Aap!" Astonished at his act she looked at him.

"Nazar nahi ata. Jal jatee to!" Coming forward he switched off the stove and her eyes caught the sight of her burnt dupata on the floor and realised why he had took it off.
Sighing she put a hand to her heart as she was shivering due to fear and cold to register the things.

"Bohat careless ho tum biya. Kuch to khayal karo." Pulling her into his embrace he wrapped his shawl over her. His warmth, his manly scent was making her dizzy.

"Mazeen mujhe janay den!" Trying to get out of his hold she murmured though her heart wanted to stay here as his embrace felt secure in the dark cold night.

"Biya main thak gaya hoo, khud se, tum se bhaag kay. Aj tumhe janay dene ko dil nahi kar raha." Bringing his lips close to her ear he whispered in his husky voice and trailed his lips down towards her long neck. This was all so intimate and new for her. Her breath seemed to have stopped.

The next thing she knew  he was kissing her oh so passionately. Carrying her up he had placed her on the table and was now hovering above her cherishing her jaw, her neck and shoulders.
She was numb, unable protest. Her mind was begging her to stop him and run away buf her rebilious heart was betraying her.

"Biya, mujhe pagal kardogi tum. Tell me to stop!" He had whispered huskily biting her lower lip and she yelped coming into her senses.
Pushing away she was out of the kitchen.

"Biya, biya ruko, I am sorry!!!" He ran behind her but she was quicker in getting inside her room.

"Chale jayen ap yahan se, jayen, please! Akela chorden mujhe" She had yelled and locked the door behind her.
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The rest of the night was again dreadful for her. She was angry at herself.

"Kamzor kiun parrgai tum biya, unka jab dil chahe ga apnayengay tumhe or jab dil chahayga chor kar chale jayengay ?" Sobbing she was questioning herself.
Deep down she was feeling guilty of all that had happened back in the kitchen. Why had she liked his proximity? Why?.
The questions had given her a severe headache,  a migraine resulting in her being in bed the whole time next day.

Fazi,wajeeha, ama jan were all worried about her and was in with her the whole time.

The "dushman e jan" also known as Mr mazeen sikander was very restless. Pacing around his room he was unable to rest abit. He was dying to see her but was not getting a chance as ama jan would not leave her side.

"Sogayeen hai biya bhabi, ap bhi chalen sojayen, thak gai hongee." Fazi said at about eight in the night to ama jan. And reciting dua's over biya ama jan retired to her room.

"Fazi tum bhi chalo or jatay hue zeen kay kamre kay agay se guzarte hue mujhe awaz laga dena kay biya sogai hai or ama jan apne kamre me jaa chuki hain. Samjhe ya nahi!" Wajeeha had said instructing fazi.

"Meri tauba hai, mushkil se biya bhabi maani hai or tum chahti ho me dobara naraz kardoo or mujhe to ye sab jo unki halat hai na ye mazeen bhai kay badolat lag rahi hai." Fazi had said the last part rather secretively but mazeen had clearly heard it as he had just entered seeing ama jan retire to her room.

"Ye apne chotay zehen per dabao bad me dalna. Abhi niklo yahan se." Mazeen said patting fazi's back and fazi and wajeeha jumped in terror at his sudden arrival.

"Bhai Aap yahan?" Fazi asked.

"Han main yahan, ab jao shabash!" Mazeen said trying to dismiss him while fazi had yet many things to say but wajeeha eyed him to go.

"You cant be here without her permission!" Fazi had yet dared say again and wajeeha tugged on his arm gesturing to leave because at this zeen eyed him very dangerously.

"You dare stop me! Out!" Mazeen said with all the authority in his voice and fazi had no way out but to leave.
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Closing the door behind those two fools, mazeen came and sat beside her sleeping figure.
She was finally in deep peaceful slumber. Her eyes red from excessive weeping. He knew he was the cause. Lowering his head he kissed her eyelids.

"Main bohat bura hoo biya, mujhe maaf kardo." He whispered as a lone tear escaped his eye. Sighing he looked at her and spotted a red mark on her neck. It was his mark! He had caused her pain again. Slightly touching it he kissed her forehead before closing his eyes. 
He never knew when he had fallen asleep, his legs down on the floor and upper part on the bed beside her. Yes it was the most uncomfortable position.

At about fajar biya woke up to sense some weight on her. Turning on the lamp her eyes popped up seeing him beside her.

"Mazeen ap, ap uthen yahan se!" Shaking him she said trembling.

"Kaisi ho tum ab?" Waking up he asked and she sighed.

"Ap yahan kislye aye? Please chale jayen ussay pehle koi ajaye, kia sochenge sab?" She said worry drippimg from her voice. Quickly getting down her bed she had turned on all the lights.

"Kiun koi kuch sochega biya? Shohar hoo tumhara!" He dared say that coming closer to her.

"Acha! Bohat jaldi yaad aya. Mujhe shadi kay wakt chorkar jatay hue yaad nahi tha ya jab meri saray khandan kay agay bezti hui tab khayal nahi tha? Ap ap sirf mujhse physical contact chahtay hain!" Pushing him away she yelled in frustration.

"Biya aj aisa bola hai ainda na bolna! Main jazbat main baha zaroor wo bhi islye kay mere nikkah main ho tum per main itna gira hua nahi hoon kay sirf physical contact kay liye kareeb aunga tumhare. I am really very sorry though."
He had said in a serious ice cold tone and she regretted talking too much. It was just that she was messed up. Unwantedly and unexpectedly she had loved his physical touches and that was bothering her.

"Biya main dil se tumse maafi chahta hoo! Tumhare sath zindagi guzarna chahta hoo. Kiya tum apne dil me mere liye maafi ki thori si gunjaish nahi bana sakti? Holding her close he whispered with sincerety.

"You shattered my dreams mazeen. Main kese maaf karoo tumhe. Us wakt jab mujhe aik mazboot saharay ki zaroorat thee or mene na jantay hue bhi tumse umeeden wabasta karli theen kay chalo ama aba nahi rahay to mujhe aik humsafar milraha hai, maine socha tha ab main akeli nahi rahungi lekin tumne sab tehes nehes kardia. sab khatam kardia tha tumne shuru hone se bhi pehle. Ab tum mujhse sab bhoolne ki tawaqa kaise karsakte ho? Tum bus mujhe mere haal per chordo, chale jao humesha kay liye."
Anabiya was saying with pain. She was finally letting it all out.

"Biya main apni sab ghaltian tasleem karta hoo. Waqai wo wakt wapis nahi laa sakta per apne aaj ko to tumhare sath haseen bana sakta hoo. Aik baar sochlo." He said holding her hands, pleading her.

"Chale jao mazeen, mujhe mazeed tang na karo!" Pulling her hands from his hold she said looking down, sounding tired.

Kal Walima hotay hi nikal jaunga. Rokogi to ruk jaunga biya.
Sochlo.
"Maaf karna to mere pas ajana werna me samajh jaunga kay ab meri yahan jagah nahi hai." he had said slowly in a defeated matter, and taking a step closer to her placed a kiss on her forhead and taking long strides was out of  her room.

Sighing she slumped down. Touching her forehead a sob left her mouth.

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Hey everyone... the next chapter will be the last unfortunately then we will begin another new story...

So please give review on this one.... biya finally spoke up and zeen is regretting and asking for forgiveness..
Lets see what she plans on doing????

Not much about wajeeha amd fazi in this chap tho...but i will try to write a separate book for them but not as yet....sometime later..

Anyways...happy reading u all....

Vote and comments are highly appreciated