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CHAPTER 24: REHMAT YA ZEHMAT?

"Aunty ap ne kun bulaya Arsalan ko?"

"beta mujhe kia pata tha is sab k barey mein, mujhe to laga k foran batana chaiye un logo ko...haq hea un ka beta" Saira aunty said in a helpless way and I shut my eyes, smacking my forehead.

"Wo log kon sa khushiyan manaen ge Aunty! Beti rehmat nai zehmat lag rahi hea Arsalan ko" I said and aunty wiped a tear from her cheek with the corner of her chadar.

I looked at her face for a minute and then looked down, in ko bhi kuch keh ker mazeed pareshan kerne ki kia zaroorat Raniya! Konsa in k hatho mein kuch hea... kisi k hath mein kuch nai siwaye terey, mere Rab! Please!koi rah dikha... koi rasta koi waseela bana merey Rab!

Sitting on the wooden hard bench in front of the labour room I leaned with the wall, closing my eyes I started reciting something under my breath. Jalal uncle was in the blood bank along with Asim, Sometimes I thank God for blessing me with an understanding husband, who was though a little typical himself but still he listens to me, understands me.

"Raniya!" suddenly I heard Asim's voice and my eyes flutter open. "hm?"

"Here is the blood.... Ander de do, mujhe janey nai den ge" Asim extended a transparent blood packet and I took it from his hand. Getting up I headed towards the door of the room and knocked over the cold metal.

I gave the blood to the nurse who opened the door and before I could ask anything she slammed the door shut rather rudely and I pouted before coming back to the bench.

"Pata nai abhi tak Arsalan aya q nai?' Aunty said worry fully and I rolled my eyes.

"Acha hea nai aya, mein to kehti hoon na he aaye" I said shaking my head and she sighed.

"Heer bivi hea us ki Raniya beta! jitna bhi laren jhagren... hen to miyan bivi na"

"saira Aunty! Kesi batein kerti hen ap? Miyan bivi hen to wo jo chahe kare? Zulm kare, marey peetey... mager bivi chup chap berdasht kerti rahe?" my voice was raising. "Aunty! Hosh mein aaiye... duniya kahan puhanch gai hea or hum abhi bhi unhi fuzool, bekaar ghisi pitti soch mein jakrrey bethey hen" I said and she looked down at her trembling hands.

"Aunty!" I held her hands in mine and she looked up at my face. "Please! Heer ki jan bacha lijiye... wo akeli nai hea ub, Allah rehmat bersa raha hea aunty! Wo akeli nai hea ub. Khuda k liye usey Arsalan k pas mat bhejiye wapas"

"To ye pattiyan tum perhati ho Heer or in logon ko?" I frowned as I heard a voice and looked up finding Sadia along with Arsalan, standing there crossing her arms with a stern bitter expression on her villainous face.

"Patti nai perha rahi thi... samjha rahi thi, Aqal dila rahi thi" I snapped and she raised her eyebrow taking a step towards me and I got up from the bench.

"Khushi ka mahol hea Sadia! Aese waqat per to dushman ko bhi galey laga letey hen... tum to phir meri dost ki nand ho" I said smiling and she smiled sarcastically. "So lets not fight today" I added with a smile.

Suddenly the door of the labour room burst open and I hurriedly turned, finding a nurse coming out of the room holding the angel in a pink plush towel. My heart swelled up with happiness and eyes pooled up at once as I stepped towards her.

"Mubarak ho" Nurse smiled and I smiled back warmly, no words could come out of my mouth as I looked down at her face, all pink and angelic just like her mother.

I looked at my left, Aunty was also in tears Nurse cautiously handed the angel in her lap and Aunty kissed her forehead softly, I touched her cheek ; that feeling I must say was out of this world I had never felt that good before.

"MashaAllah! Buhat piyari hea na, Aunty!" I said excitedly, and suddenly my gaze shifted to Sadia and Arsalan who were still standing at a distance...

"Mubarak ho Arsalan!" I said looking at him and he narrowed his eyes, saying nothing.

"huhn! Mubarakbad to aese de rahi hen jese beta paida ker diya hea in ki dost ne" Sadia spatted and I frowned, I took a step towards her.

"Why don't you go and check your brother's chromosomes sadia! I guess there is some fault" I said calmly and Arsalan took a step towards me, Sadia at once held his elbow stopping him, I looked at him his eyes were spearing hatred. "Beta beti Allah ki den hea Arsalan! Un se poocho jin ki aulaad nai hoti jo beti k liye tarastey hen sari umer" I said angrily and he kept on staring me with fire in his eyes.

"Arslan! Ek bar dekho to... kitni piyari beti di hea tumhen Allah ne" Aunty came forward and Arsalan looked at her. "Allah ne rehmat se nawaza hea tumhen beta!" Aunty added.

"Aap ko he Mubarak ho ye rehmat" Arsalan said spitefully and turned to leave without even looking at his daughter, Sadia gave me a final hateful look and left the lobby, Aunty broke down into a painful sob when I hurriedly held her from her shoulders.

"Aunty please! Mat bahaiye aansoon, aj khushi ka din hea Aunty! In jahilon ki waja se mat roiye" I wiped her tears and she sniffled looking at the baby in her arms before giving her to me.

"Choti Heer!" I kissed her forehead softly.

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 HEER'S POV

I was still not sure how and why Arslan came himself to take me back to his home? He wasn't that kind of a man who lament over his flaws and wrong doings, then what happened? Why did he come to take me home?

"Heer!" suddenly his voice crashed to my ear drum and I looked to my right.

"We are here" he announced and before I could understand he opened the door and stepped out of the car, I looked down at her in my lap and then slowly get down from his Prado. A deep sudden tease of pain ran down to my spine as I stepped down and I shut my eyes holding her tight in my arms.

Aunty and Sadia didn't even look at her for once, in stead both of them walked back to their room as they saw me entering in the lounge holding her. Arsalan followed them leaving me standing there.

I shook my head sighing deep and slowly headed towards the stairs when my feet halted in my tracks....

"Kun laye ho isey bhai?"

"Chup karo tum... tumhen kuch nai pata" aunty scolded Sadia.

"Ami! Mein le to aya hoon isey ap k kehne per mager mein ne is ki batameeziyan nai berdasht kerni ub, mein bata raha hoon ap ko" Arslan said spitefully.

"Oho! Bus ek bar beta ho jaye chor dena phir.... Mein ne peer baba ko bulaya hea, wo dum Karen ge to dekhna agle saal beta he ho ga" Aunty's words sent shivers deep down to my spine and I gulped down, my grip over my baby went tighter and my breath went ragged.

"Jo kerna hea jaldi kijiye, mujhe nai pata" Arsalan said carelessly and I felt my head spinning a little, I held the reeling firm with my free hand.

"Kal aayen ge Baba ji... tum aj rat ye pila dena pani mein mila ker Heer ko" I gulped down, my heart trembled with fear. I felt I would faint down if I will hear one more word and slowly I started stepping up with tears falling down.

Entering inside the room I shut the door and locked it, stepping back I placed her on the bed cautiously. My head was spinning and my temples paining like hell as if it would explode any minute, holding my temples in my hands I almost fell near the bed and hide my face in my knees.

Suddenly I heard the knob turned and I looked up at once, my heart beating fast and throat went dry...

"Heer?" he knocked on the door and I gulped down, I looked at her lying on the bed, all calmly and silently.

"Heer!" he yelled with a thud on the door and I stood up, with shaky feet I stepped towards the door and stood right in front of it.

"Heer! kholo derwaza" he barked this time and I shivered. With trembling hands I unlocked the knob and he burst the door open making me took steps back at once, I was about to stumble back on the floor when he hurriedly snaked his arm under my back and pulled me harsh into him. 

My breath was ragged and my eyes wide open, he searched my face.... his breath was fanning my cheeks and no matter how hard I tried to keep a distance he was too close making me hate my self.....

"Derwaza kun nai khol rai theen?' He asked frowning, his gaze fixed on my face and I gulped down trying to wet my dry throat.

"Choro mujhe" I tried to push him back but he didn't even move a bit, a smug appeared on his face scaring the shit out of me.

Suddenly I heard her cry, a faint silent cry and I turned my head to look into her directing still in his grip. "Let me go Arsalan! She is crying" I was pushing him back but he kept on staring my face.

"Arsalan! Choro humeim.... usey bhook lag rai hea" I almost begged and his expressions went spitefull suddenly.

"Lagne do.... Mein kia karoon" He gritted his teeth, her crying went louder and I felt my eyes pooling up.

"Itni nafrat q kertey ho tum us se? beti hea wo tumhari Arsalan!" I looked at his face, a tear rolled down my cheek. "kia tum kisi se muhabbat nai ker saktey?" I asked literally wondering and his gaze shifted down to my cheek. Slowly he raised his free hand and I moved my  face a side his hand halted in the mid air....

"Keroon ga na... muhabbat bhi karoon ga, apne batey se" He said and I looked at his face at once, anger started pooling up inside me.

"Koi beta weta nai hoga ub" I spatted and to my surprise he chuckled, sarcastically. I tried to look at the back towards the bed when she was crying now... and that heartless man was not letting me go to that poor helpless child.

"Arsalan choro" I yelled aloud and he jerked me harshly, making me fell down on the carpet and I shrieked in pain as my back hurt badly, I shut my eyes tight and he walked past me.

"Dekhta hoon kese nai ho ga" I heard him spatting and I hurriedly got up, ignoring my pain and almost ran towards the bed, picking her up in my arms and slowly her cries faded away.... A tear from my eye feel on her pink cheek and I hurriedly wiped it away.

"hum ne jitna rona tha ro liye... tumhen nai roney den ge hum" I kissed her forehead and kept her close to my chest.

SHEHRY'S POV

"Bus yaheen rok dejiye" I tapped on the driver's shoulder lightly and he halted the auto in front of a house, looking down at my mobile screen I confirm the address and yup! I was correctly on the right place.

Jumping down from that hideous ride I took out my wallet and handed him the due fair, the driver with a smile on his face kept the handsome amount of money in his pocket and drove off. I sighed  a little and stepped towards the gate.

I had visited a couple of other places too but few were far from my work place, while few were on extremely pathetic places and I literally had no plan of ruining my time here in Lahore, so finally Aapa's manager had dug out a nice place for me... it was a calm looking society in the centre of new Lahore and the house apparently looked good.

I was about to press the call button when a tall broad young man hardly looking in his thirties opened the smaller gate and came out side. "Ji?"

"Ji mein Shehryar Asif, farooq Sahab ne bheja hea mujhe. ghar dekhna hea" I told him, taking off my shades and he gave a knowing expression at once.

"Ji Ji bilkul, aaiye ap ander" he got a side with his tone getting a little polite and stepped in, looking around I found it a beautifully built house.

"Basheer Chach!"

"Bashir Chacha?" he called aloud, stepping towards a wide wooden carved door with me following him.

The door slowly opened and an elderly man appeared from behind, he narrowed his eyes while stepping towards us.

"Chacha! Ye Shehryar Sahab hen.... Farooq khan ne bheja hea" the gate man told him and he smiled warmly, extending his hand towards me.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!" I greeted shaking his hand and he greeted back politely.

"Mein Basheer hoon beta! ghar ki dekh bhal kerta hoon, or ye bhateeja hea mera, Ahmad" the elderly man introduced himself and then pointed towards the gate man, I smiled giving my head a short nod.

"Aaiye aap ander, ghar dekh lijiye" he got a side giving me way and I stepped inside. "Ahmad bachey! Chae banao jaldi se" he ordered him at my back and then came inside.

"Kafi khoobsurat ghar hea MashaAllah!" I stated looking at the interior.

"Ji! Buhat muhabbat or mehnat se banaya tha Behram sahab ne, bus phir Amreeca chaley gaye ub to salon mein kabhi chaker lagta hea" He told me and I nodded my head.

"Neechey bus ye do he kamrey hen... ooper ek karma or ek mehmanon k liye araam gah hea" I was taking a tour of the house I already got impressed with and he was briefing me.

"Servant quarter sath he hea, lawn k sath" he pointed towards a small cottage kind of building adjacent with the lawn, from the glass windows in the hall.

"Ghar to behtreen hea Basheer Sahab!" I praised and he smiled.

"Chacha keh lijiye ap bhi Sahab!" he smiled sweetly saying and I chuckled.

'Phir aap bhi mujhe Shehryar kahiye, Sahab wahab nai" I said and he smiled, nodding his head lightly. Ahmad brought a tray into the hall and placed it on the center table.

"Bethiye!" Chacha offered me a couch and I sat down, keeping my shades and mobile phone on the table, he served me tea along with small refreshment.

"Is sab ki kia zaroorat thi yar?" I looked at Ahmad.

"Ap bataiye ghar pasand aaya ap ko?" Ahmad asked and I nodded my head after taking a sip from the cup.

"Ji bilkul! Mein to pehle he do din se ghar dekh dekh ker thak gaya hoon, bus ub soch raha hoon isey he final ker doon" I said.

"Bashir chacha! Karaye waghera ka kia scene hea?" I asked.

"Beta! aj se pehle to kabhi yahan koi karayedaar raha nai, ye to bus Farooq Sahab hamarey Behraam Sahab ke achey waqif hen to wo man gaya" Bashir chacha told me. "Ap unhi se bat ker lije ga, hum to mulazim log hen ji!' He completed his sentence in a humble way and I smiled.

After finishing my tea I got up to leave, and decided to talk to Farooq to finalise this house.

HEER'S POV

Clock strikes 12 in midnight and I was still in the kitchen; afraid of going up stairs to my room. Aunty and Sadia were already gone to their rooms for sleeping and Arsalan was calling me from the room but I was trying hard to avoid him.

"Heer?" he called me again and I gulped down.

"Bibi ji! Choti ka nam nai rakha ap ne?" I stepped out of the kitchen when I saw Nazim playing with her bending down on the couch.

"Eman" I told him and he smiled.

"Buhat piyara nam hea bilkul isi ki tara" He touched her cheek and I slowly went near them.

"Heer! ooper aao" I shivered at his tone and my gaze went towards the stairs. Nazim hurriedly got straighten and looked at me.

"jaiye Bibi ji! Bula rahe hen Sahab!" he said and walked past me, I tried to stop him... may be he can help me, maybe he can save me from him.... koi to ho jo mujhe is zalim se bacha sakey.

With trembling hands I picked Eman up in my arms, looking down I found her sleeping calmly, slowly moved towards the stairs.

"Tumhen phir se sunai nai de raha?" I was about to take a step when I heard his voice and looked up, finding him standing there at the last step of stairs and the fear inside me engulfed me from all sides. I looked down at once, trying to calm my self.

"Emaan ro rahi thi, mujhe sunaii nai diya" I tried to keep my tone stern and moved towards the other room, adjacent to our's.

"Wahan kahan ja rahi ho?" his voice halted me in my tracks.

"Eman tang karey gi tumhari neend kharab ho jaye gi....mein yahan so jaya karoon gi ub se" I said without even looking at him and he came at my back, making my throat go all dry at once.

"Nazim!" he called him and Eman trembled in my arms at once.

"Araam se bolo! Dar jae gi wo" I looked at him and said angrily, he ignored me completely calling him again and Nazim with in a minute came running up stairs.

"Isey le jao or Naeema ko de do...." Arsalan tried to take Emaan from my arms awhen I frowned, taking a step back keeping her closer to my chest.

"Pagal ho gaye ho tum? mujhe kisi ko nai dena isey" I said keeping her tight with me and he gritted his teeth, coming towards me.

"Do isey mujhe!" he tried to snatch her from me, tears started rolling down my cheek, fear spread across my heart and Emaan started crying.

"Choro Arsalan!" I tried to push him and ran towards the door when he came and stood in frint of me, blocking my way. Emaan cried even harder and my heart started pounding hard.

"Do din ki bachi hea ye Arsalan! Maa k bagher kesey rahe gi?" I begged him. "Please!'

"Do isey yahan!" he said sternly and finally snatched her from my arms. "Le jao isey, Naeema ko kahao sula de isey' he gave her harshly to Nazim who was standing there blankly.

'Naheen please! Mat le jao, please!" I tried to run towards him and he stopped in his track but Arsalan grabbed my arm.

"Chalo tum ander" I tried to get my arm free, tears rolling down my face. "or tum? moo kia dekh rae ho? jao" Arsalan barked looking at Nazim who looked all helpless and before he could leave Arsalan dragged me towards our room and shut the door at our back.

"Choro humein!" I yelled at the top of my voice and he let go my arm with a jerk.

"Kia chahte ho tum? q hamari bachi ko alag ker rahe ho hum se?" I cried in front of him, falling down over my knees and suddenly felt his hands over my arms, I looked up his image was blur but horrible enough to shiver my heart. He pulled me up in a single jerk I was up on my feet still in his grip.

"Cho-choro humein" I moved my arms in his grip but to no avail, he kept on staring into my eyes with fuming flames and suddenly I felt the flames dying away as his eyes becoming darker and darker..... I gulped down and tried to move back.

"Arsalan! Choro Humein Khuda k liye" I hiccuped in between my tears and he let go off my arms at once, I gasped as took a step back.

I was planning to run away when he took a step towards me making me step back, my eyes went wide as his hands went up to the buttons of his shirt and I gulped the fear down my throat.

"Ar.. Arsalan ! Pag.. Pagal ho gaye... pagal ho gaye ho tum?" my tongue got caught up inside my mouth and I hurriedly ran to my left to a corner of the room, fisting the sides of my shirt tight in my hands, he stood there staring me saying nothing making me even more frightened of him.

"Heer! bhagna band karo, kab tak or kahan tak bhago gi?" Arsalan took a step towards me, my body was trembling badly by now. "Shohar hoon mein tumhara"

"Band karo apni bakwaas!" I yelled aloud on the top of my voice and I felt my brain would explode any minute soon. "Band karo bakwass' I repeated with my eyes throwing flames at him. 'Nai ho tum hamarey shohar, khaberdaar jo hamarey pas aaye" I pointed my finger at him and found a trace of sarcastic smile on his face.

He took another step towards me and I ran at once towards the bathroom, stepping in I was about to shut the door when he placed his foot in the way and I gulped down, trying to shut it but he was standing there firm.... I took a step back in fear when he burst the door open and stepped in, I looked around there was no way to escape now... there was no place to hide now.

I was trapped completely by him, he stepped in and shut the door at his back... my heart throbbing at the side of my throat and I felt it would jump out from my mouth any time.

"hum hath jorr rahe hen tumharey aagey Arsalan! Janey do humein" I literally joined my hands in front of him who was now standing right in front of me.

"Majboori hea.... janey nai de sakta" He said and with in a split of a second he took off his shirt and I stepped forward to my right, trying to run but he grabbed me by my waist and I shrieked aloud.

"Choro humein!" I started slapping his chest hard, going completely out of senses and he grabbed my wrists stopping me, pushing me back he walked forward and pinned them at the wall at my back.

My face all soaked up in tears and head spinning.... When he bent his face down and his lips touched my neck, and I felt poison spreading inside me once again.... I shut my eyes tightly, still crying still fighting to get my wrists off his grip.

He bit over my skin and I shrieked in pain, my eyes flutter open as I tried to push him once again...he looked up his eyes dark and breath heavy I gulped down. He took a step back, holding one of my wrists he stepped towards the door of the bathroom when my eyes suddenly went to the small divider on the wall near the door.... looking back at him I found him facing the door and I hurriedly picked up something from the shelf.

Arsalan opened the door and pulled me out at his back as if I was some goat or a cow, or may be worse than that.... I was hiding that thing in my fist at the side of my shirt. He stopped near the bed and harshly threw me down on the mattress, my hand still fisted tight at the corner when he placed his knee on the side of my leg and bent down hovering above me like a black dark shadow....

My eyes boring into his, and my heart throbbing hard deciding, processing the next step I was about to take...  he brought his hand closer to my face and I moved my face aside, his finger touched my lips making me hate myself and I shut my eyes for a brief second before opening them back.

I held his hand in mine at once making him go off guard completely and opened my fist... bringing the blade up in my free hand I Cut his wrist hard and deep and he yelled in pain.

I pushed him aside and got up hurriedly.

"Ye.. ye kia kya.. ye kia kya tum ne Heer?" he was holding his right wrist in his left hand, his eyes wide open and face all red, pain evident there.... He looked up at me and I took a step back at once, my throat dry and heart racing.

"Mar jao tum Arsalan! Khuda karey mar jao tum" I yelled loudly and he stood up from the bed, tears rolling down my cheeks, I ran towards the door when I turned and found him...holding his head, and with in a minute he fell on the carper with a thud. My heart stopped beating for a moment...kaheen ye mar to nai gaya? ye mar gaya to?.....

I stepped towards him, he was lying on the floor all motionless, there was a small pool of red around his hand. I hurriedly went to the dresser and took out my chadar, my clutch and mobile phone. Coming back to Arsalan I looked down at him for a second before bending down... I wrapped his wrist tight with my dupatta and without wasting a minute I ran out of the room.

Looking around I cautiously went downstairs, I could hear Emaan's voice as I stepped into the porch and headed towards the servant quarter.

"Nazim!?" Naeema?" I called them and suddenly Naeema, Nazim's wife opened the door she frowned looking at me.

"Emaan ko de do mujhe" I extended my hands and Nazim appeared from behind holding her in his arm. My heart skipped a beat as I saw her crying and hurriedly took her in my arms.

"Bibi ji! Ap kaheen ja rahi hen?" I headed towards the gate when Nazim came running towards me.

"Apne Sahab ko hospital mat lejana... patti ker di hea mein ne un ki" I looked at him saying sarcastically and he frowned deep, before looking at the house, I didn't have time I knew that, once he will find Arsalan in his room in that condition he will take him to the doctor and in no more than a couple of hours he will be okay agar zinda bach gaya to...

I looked at the main gate and stepped out without looking back I walked towards the main road, holding Emaan in my arms, now calm and quiet, looking at my face with her deep black eyes.

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