He couldn't move his shoulder due to extreme pain quietly laid himself against head board smoking second pack of cigarette, shehnaaz enters room carefully holding a bowl of chicken soup almost feels like puking cannot tolerate strong aroma of cigarette, badly coughs and chokes on her saliva "fuck, itne cigarette kaise phook sakte hain aapke lungs khatum hojane hain" he rolled eyes.

"Tumse matlab darwaza bandh karo" he commanded, she kept the bowl aside hurriedly rushing towards window, annoying him more "I hate brightness, will you shut those windows or should I lock your hands, mere paas handcuffs bhi hain dekhaun" she is going to oppose him "dare you challenge me !!" nodded like an obedient child "khadus" he head "suna, maine" she pouted.

"Ache baat hai, aapke sune ke liye kaha maine" groans "button jaise aankhein dekhana bandh karein aur muh kholein soup thanda hojayega" sat beside the devil ahmed whose constantly passing death glares ignoring slowly stirs soup using spoon before feeding him made sure to blow air as loving wife.

His heart flutter in extreme happiness, nobody ever made him feel so special remembers how yusra ji his mother would feed him. He used to be mamma's boy everything had been more than perfect then why did she ruin him .. why did he broke her promises most importantly their happy family, she reminds him of her due to which harshly threw bowl of soup unintentionally burning shehnaaz realising his stupidness freaked out.

"Fuck shehnaaz, babe I am so sorry, dard horaha fuck obviously horaha hoga let me call maria she will bring ice" he dialled immediately, yelling at servant for getting ice pack, she does anxiously brought closer to her skin which turn red surely it's burning damn his babe is too sensitive, she is crying "amma, it hurts please nahi chahiye ice pack" sobs like a child, breaking his heart.

"Yaar shehnaaz please babe mat kar sache thanda feel hoga aur nishaan bhi nahi padega" assured "dard horaha hai, jal raha hai, mat kariye bohut mean hain aap pehle chot daite hain phir marham lagate hain" sobbing hard.

"I am sorry mera bacha, look at me please, rona band kar !!" she pouted her beautiful orbs are completely swollen due to continuous crying, sharp nose red as tomato, clenching his heart to death unable to endure cupped face a loud sob escapes burning his soul "I am sorry, meri jaan theek .... hojayega doctor haina samajh ice will help your burns to heal, I promise sweetheart"

He delicately held shehnaaz fondly placing ice pack on her burns poor babe shrieks due to which lovingly places warm kiss on her head, mumbles heart touching words, she feels complete, blushing hard, rests on his cold heart it beautifully beats magically healing every wound on her body "ointment hai drawer mein lekar ana laga daita hoon" she agreed.

"Ek sawaal puchaun ?" he nodded "wahi main soch raha tha, aakhir chatter gaye kahan, ab dard horaha hai ?" shook head with a naughty smile "aapko mujhe hurt karna nahi phir kyun soup ghiraya mai toh pyaar se dai rahe thi nahi peena tha toh bol daite, gusse se khanne ko phaika kyun ?" groans sid doesn't wanna talk about his mom she will dig to know more "kya bolun, u won't understand, tumhare care dekh kar ammi ki yaad aye, aisa mehsoos huwa ke woh mere samne baithe hai khanna khila ke bewaqoof bana rahe hain isliye unko tum mein dekh kar maine gunnah kardiya" looked away.

"Kya huwa, batana nahi chahte samajh gaye aapke family nahi hoon na ab force nahi karunge joh karna hai kariye I fucking don't care khanne ki izzat karna seekhein" she is offended "tumhe lagta hai mein izzat nahi karta ?"

"Aap mujhse kyun puch rahe hain khud se puchein, your actions are louder than words and please don't care about me aapko mera khayal nahi" she's badly hurt, disappointed and disheartened "I don't want to explain myself tumne soch liya haina, ache baat hai, ache baat hai I don't want to change your thinking, tujhe khushi milte haina phir reh khush" hard face.

"Yahi toh aap karte hain hamesha cheesain share nahi karne toh asaani se faltu reasons dai kar bhaagne ki koshish karte hain" she spoke.

"I have had enough, will you leave me alone for sometime ... gandh hoon bekaar insaan hoon khush ... abhi tum kya loge ... yahan se jaane kai liye" sounded rude and cold "jarahe hoon, ayaan ke haathun soup pee laina ur favourite bodyguard must be tolerable, main toh chatter box hoon na" he gritted teeth "haan please leave, your seriously getting into my nerves" it didn't stop sighing leaves to send ayaan with food and medicines.

"koshish karna aapke haathun se pee le" she went to garden area for some fresh air where yusra ji joined "kaisa hai, sidharth ?" worriedly, asked.

"Itne khadus haina jab dekho naak par gussa rehta hai ... kabhi haste nahi hain aur apne button jaise aankhaun se darate hain ... pyaar se unko soup dairahe thi ... shukriya ki umeed nahi lekin jalane ka kya matlab .. attitude dekhate hain na jaane kyun ache insaan se jalaad bann jaate hain ?" takes deep breath to calm herself down and yusra ji chuckled.

"Maine uske tabiyat puche lekin tumne uske complaint karde" laughs "kya kaha usne tumhara haath jala diya, kaise ?" astonish and disappointed.

"Pata nahi, main pyaar se dairahe thi unko gussa aya ... zor se phaik diya" yusra ji, understood all the colours from her face faded, she became dull.

"Tumhare care usko meri yaad dila raha hoga ... jab woh bacha tha na zid karta tha ammi khilao na warna main nahi khaunga" painful tears stream down hurting shehnaaz "aap se nafrat kyun karta hai, jitna maine samjha haina woh bohut acha insaan hai lekin andar se toota huwa hai, dard hai andar jisko woh chupaye ghoom raha hai, batayega nahi kyunke toot kar bhikarne ka darr hai, aap bataye na aakhir kyun sidharth aisa hai ?"

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