Chapter 5

Mrinalini

@minakrish

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Chapter 4

4 months later.

Kashaf walked in home only to be greeted by her Ammi and Sidra sitting in the living room of her new home along with Ghazala.

"Ammi, Sidra..", she exclaimed in delight and went to hug them.

"Mom aapne dawaai li aaj shaam ki?", asked Kashaf looking over at Ghazala.

"Yes mera bacha. Abhi abhi chai ke saath li hai. How was your day?", she asked.

"It was good Mom. Ammi, Aapki tabiyat kaisi hai?", she asked.

"Main theek hoon Kashaf. Waise Sidra ke liye ek rishta aaya hai to socha aaj hum tumhare ghar aakar tumhe khabar dein.", announced Rafia.

"Arey wah! Congratulations!", she hugged Sidra and kissed her forehead.

Sidra hugged her close.

"Ladka karta kya hai?", asked Kashaf.

"He is a Doctor in the US.", replied Sidra.

"So shaadi immediately?"., asked Kashaf.

"Kiski shaadi bhai?", came a question. Kashaf looked up to see Zaroon walking down the stairs.

"Aap aaj office se jaldi aa gaye?", asked Kashaf.

"Hmm.. Tumne call kyun nahi kiya? I would have picked you up na.", he replied.

"Aap meri itni fikr na karein. Kabhi apne business pe bhi dhyaan de diya karein,", teased Kashaf.

Zaroon sat next to Kashaf and bent to her ear.

"Ye aap aap kyun keh rahi ho?", he asked in a whisper.

"Ammi hai yahan.", she whispered back.

"Meri shaadi Zaroon bhai!", informed Sidra.

"Congratulations little sister in law!", he said giving her a side hug.

"Kab hai shaadi Ammi?", Zaroon asked Rafia.

"Abhi to mangni ka keh rahe hain wo log. Shaadi, not until next year.", she replied.

"Chalo. That's good. So when have you decided?", asked Zaroon.

"Iss mahine ke aakhir tak ka decide kiya hai. Baaki, Allah maalik hai!", replied Rafia.

"Mom, kya main Ammi ke ghar ja sakti hoon 2 hafton ke liye?", asked Kashaf looking over at Ghazala.

"Tumhe meri permission ki zaroorat nahi hai Kashaf. Kitni baar kaha hai tumhe. Tum iss ghar ki beti ho, tum jo marzi chahe kar sakti ho.", replied Ghazala.

Kashaf removed her suits from the hanger and stuffed them into the suitcase that lay on the bed when Zaroon walked in. He went and stood behind her.

"Mere kapde bhi pack kardo!", he whispered startling her all of a sudden.

"Tumhare kapde kyun?", she asked.

"Kyun ka kya matlab? Meri sister in law ki mangni hai and you would need a male figure around for help.", he reasoned.

"Achha? Aur koi reason nahi na?", she asked turning around to face him.

"Kyun? Koi aur reason hona chahiye tha?", he asked as his lips twitched into an unnoticeable smirk.

"Nahi. Par tumhe aane ki zaroorat nahi hai.", she replied.

Zaroon gently held her by her shoulder.

"Shauhar hoon tumhara.", he said.

"Haan pata hai. To?", she asked.

"To ye, ke main tumse door nahi rehna chahta.", he replied.

"To ab?", she asked.

He took in a deep breathe and quickly bridged the gap between their lips and smacked his on her soft ones. Kashaf gasped as she felt this foreign feeling. Though it had been 4 months to their marriage, they had not shared intimacy. Zaroon entered his tongue into her mouth and Kashaf moaned softly. As Zaroon explored her mouth, Kashaf had her eyebrows scrunched, learning this art. Zaroon lightly bit her lower lip and Kashaf moaned in pain and pleasure.

He realized that she needed air, so he pulled away. Kashaf breathed heavily, her chest heaving. She hadn't even realized when Zaroon had held her waist.

Zaroon rested his forehead on hers as Kashaf caught on her breath. Both tugged on the air and then looked at each other. Kashaf looked in wonder at him as Zaroon looked at her lovingly.

"Tum itne sawaal kyun karti ho? Ek shauhar ko apni biwi ke saath rehne ke liye permission ki kabse zaroorat pad gayi?", he asked casually while Kashaf continued to have flashes of the just shared kiss.

"Chalo rehne do. Tum jao akele. Mujhe bhi to pata chale ki meri biwi mujhse kitne dinon tak door reh sakti hai.", he said and walked out of the room.

Kashaf stood there in shock still trying to get hold of herself.

"Ye Zaroon na!", she mumbled angrily and continued packing her bag.

Kashaf sat on the bed of her room in her Ammi's house.

"Pata nahi iss kamre mein mujhe ajeeb sa kyun lag raha hai.", she thought to herself.

"Agar wo aa jaata to uska kya jaata. Ek hafta ho gaya mujhe yahan aaye aur ek baar bhi phone nahi kiya. Khud to keh raha tha ke ek shauhar ko apni biwi ke saath rehne ke liye permission nahi chahiye. Stupid, Idiot.", she muttered angrily.

"Kiske liye itne pyaar bhare alfaaz istemaal kar rahi ho Kashaf?", chuckled Sidra as she walked into Kashaf's room.

"Tumse matlab? Aur waise, tum taiyaar nahi hui abhi tak? We need to go to the mall for the final shopping. Parso mangni hai tumhari.", said Kashaf.

"Haan chalo. Main ready hoon.", she replied.

Kashaf picked up her handbag and walked out along with Sidra. As soon as they stepped out of the main door, she saw Zaroon leaning on his car.

"Aap yahan kya kar rahe hai?", she asked casually trying to hide the happiness of seeing his after one long week.

"Sidra ne bulaya tha. She wanted me to come along for the shopping.", he replied.

Zaroon lovingly opened the backdoor for Sidra to sit. She smiled and got it.

"Kya baat hai Zaroon bhai? Itni khaatirdaari?", giggled Sara.

"Ab aap meri saali hain. Saali to har aadmi ke liye special hoti hai.", replied Zaroon with a wink.

He shut the door and then opened the door to the passenger seat for Kashaf. He tucked her in and closed the same and got onto the driver's seat and zoomed to the nearby mall.

They walked around various shops shopping.

"Kaash Sara bhi aa paati.", pouted Sidra.

"Dil chhota mat kar Sidra. She'll be here one month before your wedding. Abhi Osama ka transfer ho gaya to usmein tum kya kar sakti thi.", Zaroon side hugged his sister in law.

"Hmm..", she hummed.

"Let's grab a bite. Bhook lagi hogi?", he asked.

"Haan. Kashaf, main washroom ja rahi hoon. Tum apne shauhar ke saath jaakar ek table dhoondo food court mein.", winked Sidra and walked away to the washroom.

Zaroon and Kashaf walked to the food court and quickly grabbed a table.

"Tumne call kyun nahi kiya?", Kashaf asked all of a sudden.

"Tum chahti thi ke main tumhe call karu?', he asked.

"Kyun? Tum nahi chahte the mujhse baat karna?", she asked.

"Mujhe itna miss kar rahi thi to khud phone kar leti.", he replied.

"Main tumhe miss nahi kar rahi thi. Khushfehmi hai tumhari.", she said.

"Ab khushfehmi bhi na rakhu?", he asked.

"Nahi nahi. Rakho. Maine kab roka tumhe?", she replied.

"Waise tumhe haq hai mujhe har baat se rokhne ka.", he said.

"Kaisi baat?", she asked.

"Har baat se. Tumhe agar kuch achha na lage aur tum chahti ho ke main wo dobara na karoon to tum seedha seedha mujhse keh sakti ho. Biwi ho tum meri.", he said leaning closer to her.

"Ye kya, romance ho raha hai yahan pe?", came a voice.

Both looked up to find Sidra smirking at them.

"Jee nahi. Kuch nahi ho raha.", retorted Kashaf.

Sidra sat down next to them.

"Sahi baat hai.. Kashaf aur romance haan?", he taunted.

Kashaf looked away as Sidra laughed. Zaroon got up and went over to the counters and brought food.

"Sidra, ye tumhara favourite chicken sandwich.", he said and placed her plate in front.

"Thank you Zaroon bhai! Aapko ab bhi yaad hai?", she asked.

"Of course. I used to bribe you with these back in school for not openening your mouth.", he laughed. Sidra joined the laughter.

Zaroon kept a plate in front of pasta in front of Kashaf.

Kashaf was surprised yet again that he had brought her favourite pasta without even asking her.

"How does he do this all the time?", she thought.