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CHAPTER 43: DESTINED TO BE.....

MAHEEN'S POV

"Maheen! Be nice with him okay, don't act like a junglii billi" I was buckling up his watch around his wrist when he stated and I glance up at his face, he smiled down at me before ruffling my hair and I made a face as I moved back at once.

"I will act as I want...huhn!" I walked back towards the couch and sat down in it, heard him chuckling at my back.

I wonder what is so amusing???

"Adnan beta! Ho gaye ready? Chalen?" I turned my head and found Mama Baba standing in the door frame all ready.

Aesey tayyari ho rahi hea jesey barat ho meri....huhn!

"Ji Baba! Am ready. Let's go" I saw Mama looking at me as she walked in the room and I turned my head back towards the black dead screen. I stared in the emptiness.

"Maheen beta!" I felt her presence at my back as she softly touched my shoulder.

"beta!' I got up from the couch and looked at her. "beta! koi zaberdasti nai hea, agar wo tumhen pasand nai aya to saf saf bata dena humein, hm?" she touched my cheek looking at me with concern and I pressed a smile nodding my head a little.

"I will Mama! you dont worry" i assured her despite being hell uncertain and she smiled.

 'Mama! I think you should go, they are waiting for you outside" I just wanted to be alone at the moment.

"Allah hafiz!" she said and I replied lowly. She turned and walked out of the room while I let out a breath as I once again fell down in the couch; shutting my eyes I rested my head at the back.

Maheen! Han to ker di hea mager...kaheen gussey mein aa ker koi ghalat faisla to nai le liya?

Maybe I should have thought about all this... maybe I just over rushed with things.

Godd!!! Why is it so hell confusing and depressing? I felt a strange kind of uneasiness and I opened my eyes, looking around I found my lap top placed on the bed. I got up and walked towards it, sitting down I opened my system and don't know why unknowingly I opened that after a long time since the story finished.

You made me feel like a total princess, I have never felt that loved in my life Hussain! randomly going through some dialogues it appeared and I felt my heart skipped a beat as I read on:

This is least I can do Lia, Glad I turned out from your Hero to your Prince charming.

Unknowingly a tear escaped my eye followed by many more, I hide my face in my palms as I sobbed silently letting the pain streamed out.

you were an idiot...this was all a story Maheen!                                                            

This was Maleeha's damn story, not yours.

Kis ne kaha tha k kahani likho..or phir usey haqeeqat man lo?

Kahaniyan bus kahaniya hoti hen. Haqeeqat nai. Wiping a fresh tear rolled down my cheek I shut my laptop up and got up from the bed when my cell phone suddenly started ringing, I looked down at the screen and found Hussain's name.

Not now.....  I ignored it and walked into the wash room, splashing water over my face I came out and found the cell phone still ringing.

God! What is wrong with you Hussain? Nai kerni abhi tum se bat.  Bending down I ignored the call and was about to turn my phone off when the door got knocked and I walked towards that.

"Good evening mam!" opening the door I found one of the hotel worker standing there with a smile on his face and hands holding two paper bags.

"Maheen Imran?" he asked and I frowned deep.

"umm yes it's me" I said.

"These are for you mam" he extended the bags towards me and I frowned.

"but I didn't order or call for anything...they can't be mine" I said and he looked down at the piece of parchment he was holding.

He was about to show me the parchment when the cell phone in my hand buzzed off and I looked down at the screen, a message was there from an unknown number.

"Wear whatever I have sent and come down, am waiting in the hall" for a split of a second I looked up at the man who was waiting for the load to shed off.

"umm thanks you can keep them here" I stated hesitantly still not sure what was that all about. He stepped in and placed the bags on the table before walking out of the room. I shut the door and with uncertain steps walked towards the bags.

Be nice with him okay...Mama Baba ka he soch lo kuch apna nai to Maheen!. Adnan's words banged inside my head and reluctantly I held one of the bags up in my hands, opening that my eyes went wide as my hands laid upon a beautiful pink dress.

Desi???

Ahrrggghh! I don't even know his name.... Ya Allah! ye kia museebat hea?

 I placed the dress on the bed and reluctantly marched into the wash room for freshening up and getting rid of that ghost look of mine.

After a quick shower I changed into the dress from Mr. Unknown, feeling uneasy and reluctant in doing all that for a person I don't even know.

Wearing matching pair of heels I stood in front of the dresser, looking at my reflection.

"you look....good Maheen!" somebody spoke up and I rolled my eyes.  "he must have a good choice" that somebody added.

"Shut up!" I said to myself feeling annoyed and picked up the hair brush, combing my locks I let them fall open at my back and applied light mascara, a puff of blush on and a nude shade of pink over my lips to avoid scaring him.

Kuch ziada nai ho gaya?  I looked at myself in the mirror and felt a little over dosed with all that hanging locks of mine, flaunting in front of him would be the last thought on my list at the moment.

I picked up the brush and started combing my hair and finally tied them up in a nice side braid and let it hung over my left shoulder.

Adjusting the dupatta in my neck I gave myself a final head to toe tour before sighing deep. I literally wanted to scream at the top of my voice, but had to calm myself. So I picked up my clutch kept a reasonable amount of money in it and walked out of the room:

Who knows he leaves me on the middle of the road and ask me to walk back to hotel alone... paisey honey chaiye pass for getting a cab at least.

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SHEHRY'S POV

It's been two days since I left her at Heer's place and not for a single minute I could set my heart at rest, just kept on thinking about her, missing her and feeling hell lonely.

"Shehryar beta! khana laga doon?" Basheer chacha's voice startled me out of my thoughts and I looked at him.

"nai chacha! Bhook nai" I stated lazily, rubbed my worn out face and got up.

"Rehmat k bager or bitiya k bagher ghar buhat khali khali sa ho gaya hea, ap ko le aana chaiye unhen" he hesitantly said and I sighed deep.

Jab mein nai chahta tha tab jati nai thi...ub jab chahta hoon k aa jaye to aa nai rai.  I sighed deep.

"Chacha! Mein zara kam se ja raha hoon, shaid wapsi mein der ho jaye" I informed him and he nodding his head and left the room. I took out my cell phone and dialled numbers.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!"

"Yup am fine, Alhamdulilah! How are you?"

"Apa! Rehmat kesi hea?" I asked after a usual greeting and heard her sighed deep that made me frown at once.

"What happened?" I asked as she remained silent.

She: Shehryar beta! Heer Rehmat ko le ker apney ghar gai hea. She informed me and for a moment I couldn't believe my ears.

"What the hell! Has she gone mad or what?" I ran my fingers through my hair and fisted a tuft of them in utter frustration and anger.

She: us ne kaha k wo apney ghar walo ko bataye bagher tum se shadi nai ker sakti, she wanted to get their consent.

"do you have her address?" I asked urgently.

"Oh okay, but can you get it from Faizan?" I asked once again and took a sigh of relief as she said a yes.

"Just text me her address, as soon as you can please." I said and hung up, looking around I huffed out a breath as I just couldn't understand what is going in Heer's mind.

HEER'S POV

My face was partially covered and I readjusted my chaader over my head as I stood there holding Rehmat in my arms, my heart was beating fast inside my ribcage I felt like puking when I knocked over the door and waited for them to open.

Ya Allah! Humein himmat dena, hum jo kerney aaye hen wo ker payen.

My lips reciting something when the door slowly slide open and I came face to face with her...after so long I was standing in front of my... mother.  Her eyes wide and mouth half open as I pressed a smile with my eyes blurring with tears pooling up inside.

"Amaa!" a faint whisper came out of my mouth as she simply stared my face in utmost disbelief in her eyes.

"Heer?"  I stepped forward and hugged her still holding Rehmat in my arms and she wrapped her arms around me. Tears rolling down my cheeks and let them fall down over her shoulder.

"ye?... Heer ye?" I pulled back a little and her gaze shifted to Rehmat , her eyes shining with tears as she tried to recognize her and I nodded my head.

"Emaan?kitni bari ho gai hea MashaAllah" she hurriedly tried to take her but Rehmat clung back to my neck wrapping her arms tight, not willing to go to her and I stepped in as Amaa got a side.

"kahan thi tum itne din?" she asked as I walked inside with uncertain steps, I looked at her and found tears soaking her face as she touched my cheek with.... Love and concern? A frown spread across my face.

"Ap ko to pata hona chaiye na Amaa k hum kahan thy..." I stated and she sniffled furrowing. "ap he ne to apney hatho se humein jahanum raseed kiya tha, usi jahanum ki aag mein to jal rahe thy" I added, a tear rolled down my cheek and I suddenly felt warmth near that as Rehmat placed her small palm over my cheek and I shut my eyes tight.

"Kon aya hea Saira! Kis se batein...... tum?" My eyes flutter open on Abba's voice and I looked in the direction finding him standing there with a stern as always expression on his face holding the same rigidity in his eyes for me.

"hum sab ka moo kala kerney k bad bhi sakoon nai mila tumhen?" he barked as he took a step towards me and Amaa hurriedly grabbed my elbow trying to save me.

"Ub kia leney aai ho yahan?" he added with same spite in his tone, I could even taste the bitterness of his words over my tongue.

"Abba ye beti hea hamari" ignoring his words, gulping down the bitterness I took a couple of steps towards him, leaving Amaa at my back, shivering in fear.

"Ap ki nawaasi hea ye.... Ap ki Emaan hea ye. Dekhiye" I reached near him and for a moment he glanced at her before looking away and a tear fell down my eye lashes.

"Hamara kia wasta is se ya tum se....' he stated lowly. "humein to bus zaleel kiya hea tum ne sari zindagi. pehley Mahrukh ko bhaga ker phir khud bhag ker" he gritted his teeth still not looking at me.

"Mahrukh khush hea Abba! Wo buhat khush hea...is jungle se is jahannum se door ja ker ap ki beti khush hea Abba! Ap ko kun ferk nai perta? ap...

"nai perta mujhey ferk...or yad rakho Heer! yahan tumhare liye koi jaga nai. Mar gai ho tum.....

"Mar to hum usi din gaye thy Abba! jis din yahan se hamari  doli k ander ap ne hamara janaza uthaya tha"

I looked into his eyes as I held his elbow and shoved him to face me, his eyes emitting fire as he glared at me in utmost shock and....hatred.

"Mar gai thi ap ki Heer Abba! Hamesha k liye dafan ker aaye thy zinda he humein us qabr mein ap...." I yelled and I felt his temper raging up when Amaa came near me and held my arm, trying to hush me up but I refused to look away from his eyes.

"Or ap fikr mat kejiye hum yahan rehney nai aaye...humein ek qabr se nikal ker ek or qabr manzoor nai Abba!" I stated firmly jerking my arm off her grip.

"Tumhen yahan nai ana chaiye tha Heer! agar Arsalan k kisi bandey ne tumhen yahan dekh liya to ghazab ho....

"Tum jesi he maa'en hoti hen jo iss terha ki betiyan paida kerti hen...

"Humein Amaa ne akele nai paida kiya tha Abba!" I shouted my lungs out as he took an angry step towards Amaa and I stood in between them, I felt Rehmat was fisting my hair in her hand and was looking everywhere with wide eyes.

"Agar itni nafrat thi betiyon se to ker letey na paida beta apney liye....

"CHUP BAD-TAMEEZ!!!" I was cut through his sneer and his hand rose up in the air to reply me with a slap on my face but it halted in the mid air, our eyes boring in to each other's and suddenly Rehmat started crying loud and I held her tight to myself. I tried to hush her up but she kept on crying banging her fists on my shoulders.

"Saira! Do isey kaaghzaat or kaho isey k chali jaye yahan se or dobara kabhi apni shakal na dikhaye" he addressed her still glaring at me.

Najaney kesey baap hen ap Abba! Aap k seeney mein dil ki jagah patharr paren hen. Glaring me for the last time he turned and stepped inside the house. Rehmat was still crying trying to get out of my grip tears soaking her face, I wiped her cheek but she looked disturbed.

"Tumhen yahan nai aana chaiye tha Heer!" Amaa stated I looked at her and she slowly looked down.

"Ajeeb bat hea Amaa! Humein to aj tak ye nai samajh aaya k Abaa ko hum se itni nafrat hea q? hum aulaad hen un ki, q muhabbat nai kerte wo humse Amaa?q?"

"Mein batata hoon...apni Maa se kia pooch rahi ho?" My head turned automatically in the direction finding Abba holding some papers in his hands striding towards me and I gulped down as he halted right in front of me.

"Ye lo waja" he almost lunged the papers on my face and I grabbed them in my fist.

 Rehmat's face was hidden in the crock of my neck and she was fisting my dress in her hands as if she was afraid to look up at anyone. I could feel my neck a little wet with her tears.

"Betiyan jab be-izzati ki waja ban jaen to her baap yei dua kerta hea k kaash wo be-aulaad hota" he snapped and I just blinked my eyes as I looked down at the yellow stamp papers, papers that sealed my fate as a.... divorcee.

My vision got blur and I blinked my eyes, letting a tear fall down on the black ink over the paper.

"Talaaq yafta ka thappa he lagna rehta tha tumharey mathey per" Abba said with venom in his words and I looked up at his face.

"Us janver ki bivi kehlaney se to buhat behter hea k talaq yafta kehlaoon" I stated firmly despite the irresistible pain inside me.

Abba was about to counter back when I heard a knock on the door, I was so lost in the situation that couldn't even turn and find out who the person was, Abba was looking towards the door with a frown while Amaa walked past me.

"Ji ap kon?" I heard her asking.

"Ji mein wo......Rehmat?" Suddenly a familiar voice strike to my ear drum and I almost spun around, finding him standing there with a worn expression on his face and forehead curled up with a frown that slowly faded off as he saw her in my arms.

I don't know looking at him there in front of me I felt a strange kind of relief...a feeling I had never felt before; as if he was there and he won't let anything happen to me...to Rehmat.

"koi Rehmat nai rehti yahan....

"Ap ki Rehmat nai ho gi mager meri Rehmat yaheen hea" Abba started when Shehryar cut him through as he calmly walked towards me and halted right in front of me, he looked up at my face and my heart skipped a beat as our eyes met.

Kuch tha un aankhon mein jo hum samajh nai paye...shaid ghussa ya phir kuch or.

"Rehmat!...." Shehryar softly rested his hand over her back and called her name; she turned her head a little without pulling up and to my surprise her arms at once shoot up in his direction making him smile broadly.

 A smile, I never saw on my father's face, a smile I never saw ever before. He took her from my grip and Rehmat clung to his neck with a pout on her face as if was complaining about something. he stood there holding her in his arms hiding her from all the evils of the world with the warmest smile on his lips.

Humein Yun laga jesey ghanton ki musaafat k bad tap'ti dhoop mein chaa'on mil gai ho.

Shehryar ki ek muskurahat ne jesey sarey zakhmon per merham rakh diya tha hamarey.

SHEHRY'S POV

Rehmat clung tight to my neck wrapping her arms and I hugged her back as I stood there shutting my eyes inhaling her scent feeling her warmth reaching straight to my restless heart soothing it slowly. I don't know where I was standing I don't know what people were talking... asking about... I just felt the best with her in my arms after so many days that felt like a total eternity.

I felt as if I found my oasis after a long struggle

usey seeney se laga ker.... jesey merey be-qarar dil ko achanak se qarar aa gaya tha.

"Kon hea ye Heer! batati q nai tum?" I heard a loud voice and my eyes flutter open, I saw Heer standing there staring my face as if was under a trance or something, for a moment I felt I couldn't look away from her eyes.

"Heer! kon hea ye shaks?" the woman jerked her arm and spun her towards herself making me look down eventually.

"Kon ho tum? or ye Rehmat Rehmat kia laga rakha hea?" the man who was probably her father looked at me with rage in his voice.

"Baap hen ye hamari bachi k" my heart skipped a beat as she spoke in no more than a whisper and my eyes glued on her face that showed no emotion at all.

"Kia?' he frowned. " Kia bakwaas ker rahi ho?" and then shouted loud..

"Bakwaas nai sach keh rahe hen Abba!" Heer looked at him as she stated firmly. "Baap hen ye Hamari bachi k"

"Heer beta! kia keh rahi ho? ye kese ho sakta hea ye to Emaan hea... Arsalan ki beti...

"Nai hea ye Arsalan ki beti, us k liye to bus bojh thi...." Heer yelled out cutting her in the middle, her father was glaring daggers at her and I fear what he will do next. "Beti bojh nai hoti Amaa...betiyan to rehmat hoti hen" he held her arms and jerked her I saw tears rolling down her cheeks and I gulped down.

"Khamosh ho jao mein kehta hoon" her father took a step towards her and grabbed her arm, she winced in pain as he turned and looked at him.

"Uncle please! Ek bar ap sakoon se bat sun

"Tum beech mein mat bolo" he at once cut me through as I tried to calm him down. His eyes emitting fire and I looked at Heer whose face was soaking in tears.

"or tum" he looked back at her. "isi k sath bhagi theen na tum, batao" he shouted on her face, where the only emotion was of pain...unbearable pain.

"Kesi batein ker rahe hen ap?" ignoring his glare I continued. "ek baap ho ker ap apni beti per ilzaam laga rahe hen, or wo bhi itna ghatiya" I almost shouted and he stared my face angrily.

"Aesi betiyan..

"Betiyan betiyan hoti hen Uncle!" I cut him in the middle as he looked at Heer with hatred. "her beti izzat kiye janey k laiq hoti hea...muhabbat kiye janey k liaq hoti hea" I added, I could feel her gaze fixed upon my face and I could hear her faint whimpers.

"meri beti k barey mein koi aesa kehta to us ki zaban kheench leta mein" I said, anger was building up inside me.

"Wo chahti to ap dono ko bataye bagher bhi mujh se shadi ker sakti thi mager ijazat leney  aai thi wo , Or ap....." I trailed off as I looked away his face.

I couldn't believe I was standing in front of a father... I couldn't believe a father can be that cruel, that heartless.

"Heer beti hea apki....Rehmat nawasi hea ap ki Uncle! How can you....

"Kuch nai lagti ye hamari" Uncle shouted aloud, and Rehmat trembled at once getting afraid of his voice and I looked at her face. She was looking at him with her eyes wide... all that fuss was new to her.

"is beti k liye lerri theen tum apney shohar se" he pointed at Rehmat while looking at Heer. "manhoos hoti hea wo aulaad jis ki waja se....

"Bus kejiye!" something burst inside me as I heard him saying all that against Rehmat. I wish he wasn't Heer's father and I wasn't bound to show respect to that cold hearted man standing in front of me.

"Rehmat k barey mein ek lafz bhi mat boliye ga...wo beti hea meri, bhaley paida nai kiya mein ne isey mager Baap hoon mein Rehmat ka or mein apni bachi k khilaf ek lafz bhi nai sunoon ga" controlling my anger I tried my best to keep my voice as composed as I could.

For a minute he kept on glaring me then looked at aunty who was standing there shedding tears only...saying nothing in defence of her daughter.

"Saira! Isey kaho dafa ho jaye yahan se is se pehle k mein dhakey de ker.....

"us ki zaroorat nai" I cut him in the middle and he looked at me at once. I took a step back and then looked at Heer who was looking at her father blankly, she was holding some papers in her right fist while her left hand was fisting the side of her shirt.

"Chalo" I slowly touched her hand and she shivered visible as our fingers touched. she looked up at my face with a frown and I held her hand firmly assuring her, she was not going to be burden for me.

MAHEEN'S POV

Walking out from the lobby I reached into the lift and pressed for the ground floor, looking into the mirror wall of the lift I scrutinize my own reflection; a long pink desi kurta with white stone and beads embellishments, white pajma with pink matching duppatta draped in my neck, feeling a little self conscious my hand raised up to the hanging lock and I tucked it at the back of my ear.

Readjusting my side braid I took a deep breath in as I stepped out into the lounge, my clutch was gripped tightly in my hand while I walked ahead trying to find Mr. Unknown but I couldn't find any one who was nearly my age or who could probably be.... him.

"Ms Maheen Imran?" I was looking around when suddenly I got startled on being called at once and turned to find a man standing in front of me with his hands tied at his front as he was bowing slightly, from his uniform I could guess he was a chauffeur.

"Yes?" I replied with a frown and he smiled.

"Ma'am! Sir has some urgent work so he had to leave, he left this for you" he stated politely while extending a small rectangular card towards me and I held it in my hand, I looked down something was written:

Have to leave earlier, am sorry, but am leaving my car for you. Hope to see you there soon.

"What the hell!" unknowingly it slipped from my mouth and when I looked up I felt flushed, he was looking at me with his lips pressed into a thin hard line.

"this way Ma'am!" he got aside showing me the way out, only I knew how difficult it was for me to control my rage at that time, walking briskly out of the lounge I stepped out mentally cursing him and my inches high heels. Damn!

Crossing the little lobby I reached near the door and the driver hurriedly opened it wide for me, I stepped out and my eyes went wide as he walked past me and opened the back door of silver Alpha Romeo for me, for a moment I couldn't believe Mr. Unknown has this sexy thing.

Jerking my thoughts away I stepped ahead and sat inside the car and he shut the door before going to take the driver's seat.

I don't know how long it took to reach the hotel because I rested my head back leaning in the seat throughout the way and finally when the car halted and the engine died I had to open my eyes and looked out causing a sudden frown spread across my face.

"Ma'am you are here" he announced while opening the door to my side.

What the eff am I doing here? in utter confusion I looked out, the view was spectacular but confusing at the same time.

What I was doing on that Brooklyn bridge? when I was supposed to be in some hotel meeting that Mr. unknown?

Did he want to meet me.... here? on this Kal ho na ho wala bridge?

Uncertainly I stepped out of the car and the driver shut the door at my back as I looked around the view. "I was suppose to reach some hotel" frowning deep I asked the driver.

"No, you were suppose be exactly where you are right now" Suddenly a voice spoke and my head spun in the direction finding him standing there, leaning with the iron railing with a smile on his face; a smile I had never seen before.....there was something in it that made my heart skip a beat instantly.

"Hussain???!"

To be continued.....

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It was getting longer and longer so I had to cut up into parts :(

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