Chapter 8C
The door knocked again.
She wiped her tears wondering who it was.
As she approched the door she felt something blissful yet unknown, something hers but yet does not belong to her.
Before opening the door she stood there. It felt familiar a door separated something that was very much known to her and was hers.
She didn't even care to look from the peep hole like she always followed just opened the door with a swift...
There she was! He thought!
She still looked so bueatiful despite of being 5 months pregnant.
She looked nothing less than an angel in the pink long sleeved t shirt and that Rajasthani shawl.
Time had stopped for the both of them...
He had a light stubble, and he looked really tired, probably with all that travelling she thought.
He knew words wouldn't work yet so without saying a word he bargged in pecked her lips and dodged to the living room.
It happened so fast she couldn't even realize!
''Aap kaun hai? Nikalye mere ghar se abhi!''
''Mohtarma! Mujhse sawaal karne se pehle ek kaam kijiye woh darvaza baand kardo, London ke snow mein zukhaam ho jayega jese mujhe huva hai.'' With that he sneezed loud.
She gasped. But shot back.
''Zain niklo mere ghar se! Abhi! Or else I'll call the police!''
''No honey you can't do that, because this is my house too!''
''What rubbish? How can it possibly be!''
''You know what? The child your pregnant with is mine, which rightfully and lawfully makes me its father! And you my girlfriend or wife! The choice is yours what ever you want to be!''
''You have no claim to the child or me mister! Now get out!''
''Who are you kidding Aliya? Hiding those reports in our old hiding place does not mean I won't find them or I can't possibly think of searching there!''
''I have no relation with you! Neither does my baby! It is just the two of us you understand?!'' She screamed holding his collar and tears rushing down her face.
''Aliya...'' he cupped her face ''Tum kyun ye maane ke liye tayaar nahi ho ki mein tumse aur tum mujhse mohabbat karte hai...''
She cried as she settled in his chest.
''Mein chah kar bhi kuch nahi kar sakti Zain! Mein majboor hoon...''
''Aur tumhari majboori ki vajah voh vaada haina?''
She looked up and nodded in reply and turned her back to him gaining support of the dinning chair.
''Abbu hamare rishte ke liye kabhi raazi nahi thay...aur meine vaada kiya tha Zain, par dekho na, kimat ki kya manzoori thi ki hame iss maur pe la ke khara kar diya! woh raat, woh pal aur yeh baccha, har pal meine apna vaada tora hai!''
''Tum jab jaanti ho ki kismat ko yahi manzoor hai toh...'' but he was cut short.
''Zain please! Tum yaha se chale jao! Mein tumhari nahi ho sakti par ek vada karti hoon ki iss bache ko kuch nahi kahongi, tumhari aur iss bache ki zindagi ka future hamare past se koi sambhand nahi rakhega...''
''AALIYA!'' He screamed!
''Tum jaanti ho tum ka keh rahi ho? Mein tumhe aur Humare bacche ko LENA aaya hoon! Yaha deal karne nahi!''
''Par mujhe nahi jana!''
''Aur Agar mein tumhe meri aur hamare hona wale bache ki kasam toh?''
''Yeh hamara nahi sirf mera bacha hai! Aur itne kasme vaade tode hai ek aur sahi! Now get lost!'' She screamed holding his collar!
''Agar tum chilla sakti ho, toh mein bhi chilla sakta hoon! Par mein yaha tumhare se saath jang karne nahi tumhe jeetne aaya hoon Aliya...'' he whispered cupping her face and meeting their foreheads.
''Tum mere nahi toh iss bache ke liye mujhe ek mauka de do'' he pleaded.
''Ek mauka?'' She questioned
''Ha mein tumhe dikhanunga ki tumne mujhse mohabbat karke koi galti nahi ki...''
But before she could reply she fainted right in his arms.
''Aliya, Aliya...ankhe kholo please!''
Not waiting for a second he called the docter, he thought she fainted due to exaustion but the doctor had to say something else
''She fainted due to no regular medication...Are you her husband.''
''No I mean...Y...yes I am''
''She needs a lot of care, or else complications might rise, and risks will increase, please take care of her. And I see there are no prescribed medicinces or reports of any check-ups, howcome she never was taken to consult a gynecologist? Be careful! And bring her to me tomorrow.'' The doctor concluded.
He was angry but at guilt too, afterall he was responsible for her condition.
He quietly peaked in the room. Went in slipped in the sheets and held her in is arms.
Tommorow he thought...she's not going to escape, how can she be so careless about her health? He's not going to leave her! Plus tommorow he's going to officially make her his!
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Aage ki kahani hogi Priya ki zubani! Tab tak iss final part ke liye dijiye likes aur comments!😆
~Princess
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