Chapter 8

Haider called Zoya who happily wiped her tears, "Haider!!", whispering his name she felt pleased as was expecting the good news from her so-called husband after the exile of whole three months.

She immediately picked up the phone call, "Hello!", smiling lamely.

"Can we meet?", Haider asked with a smile.

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Zoya excitedly entered the restaurant to meet Haider and smiled widely looking at him. Her eyes were swollen, face was pale and the physique was withered, like a rose of autumn.

She kept her palm on Haider's, "Are you here to take me with you?", with fear.

"Yes.", Haider replied back looking into her eyes.

She smiled wide, "Chalo na phir Haider, I can't live without you, anymore", expressing her feelings and held his palm tight which loosened its grip and destined to the table.

"What happened to you?", she worriedly asked.

"You've to nikaah again with--", before he could complete she exciting said, "is this the solution for us?", and delighted, "I would love to marry you again", tilting her chin up.

He closed his eyes tight, "Not me, someone else", the floor shifted from her shoes and she rested on the chair again.

"Ye kya mazak hai Haider", the tears trembled down from her eyes and kissed her cheeks.

Haider shut his eyelid tight and sighed deeply, "Mazak nahi hai, sach keh raha hoon", gulping his saliva down.

"But why?", She could ask only this much with trembling tone and tears destined to the floor.

Not realising her tears Haider only pursed his lips and, "Jaise tumhe samajh nahi aata ke talaq hone ke baad biwi apne shauhar ke sath phir se nikaah kab kar sakti hai", darting in her eyes.

She shivered and simply nodded her head negatively.

He thud the table with his palm which shivered her even more but he didn't realize it and then left declaring, "Halala!, Mere sath rehna hai to kisi ke sath nikaah karo talaaq lo aur phir hum saath reh sakte hain otherwise your wish", he shrugged his shoulder when she looked into his eyes, "I am not dying to live with you", announcing he left without even asking, "How are you?"

She kept weeping for hours when someone kept a warm palm on her shoulder.

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