Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction ,at the discretion of the author. Any resemblance , other than the characters of beintehaa ,is purely a coincidence.
Rating: U
A/N: This is a continuation of the cold storage scene..when Zian and Alaiya come sback to BV..
Dedication: Dedicated to some really close friends I have made on twitter..you guys know who you are...thank you for being with me always..and just bera with me because this si something I ahd written a LONG time back..My style was a lil bit different then :p
" Aaliya"tumne..jo..mujhse kaha..cold..storage..mei..did you mean it?"his heart clenched widely,in its cage, as he anticipated her answer.
She looked up at him,her eyes not quite meeting his,lest he sees the truth in them.
"No""Alaiya Gh-Zain Abdullah,chocked back her tears,which were threatning to fall.."Zain"m-main to.mazak..kar rahi thi..you were...so I-"She took in a deep breath"So..i said it..and see,it worked..you..I wanted to keep you awake..and...It's nothing more than that,Zain..."
She closed her eyes,trying once again to shut away,the broken flashes of memories form earlier that day..of her confessing her Love to Zain,out of jealousy,out of fear of losing him...
Aaliya openedher eyes and looked at him.There was something solemn swimming in his eyes. Their stunning, deep brown held a truth that his face could not hide. The despairing chill that they conveyed made her feel heartbroken. Aaliya looked away; she couldn't bear it. What was usually strength, now showed weakness. What used to be joy now showed grief. Then a tear rolled down his cheek. She didn't see it, but could feel him crying beside her.
" oh..yeah,right.Main bhi na!"he chuckled."ok,toh mei room mei jaa raha hoon.."he slowly excused himself,out of the place,whose very air,was stifling his senses.
He had known that to love deeply meant to risk great pain, he had pursued superficial relationships and one night stands until her met her. And then he was lost. No longer the master, he was a puppet. No more playing hard to get and dodging phone calls.. He had never looked at another, wanted another,after getting married to her..even when thye fought,bickered over petty issues or went to great lengths just to annoy each other..
A single raw tear, caressed her damask cheeks.. it was more than crying, it was the kind of desolate sobbing that comes from a person drained of all hope.
Aaliya had lied to him, to a person who meant more to her, than life itself, the only man she had ever loved so deeply, with all heart...she had lied to him,because she was scared of his rejection..why would he love someone like her,someone so drab..someone ,whom he'll be ashamed to address as his wife,in public..
"Ya Allah...mujhe kar dijiye..main Zain,se jhoot bola..main,use..par main kya karti..aapko toh sab pata haina.."
Her lips were trembling,as she sobbed noiselessly..
"Aaliya.."
Alaiya gasped when he saw Osman Abdullah sitting on the bed.
Maybe her sobs had woken him up...?
"mamu..aap...toh..I'm so sorry for waking you up...I-"
"mujhe miyaan-biwi ke mamale mei dakhalandazi karna nahi chahiye..parr beta aapne Zain se apke dil mei unke liye jo mohabbat hai,who baat aapne unse kyu chupai..?"
"Mamu darr lagta hai..ki main Zain ko kho na behthu...I love him Mamu,but what if he doesn't love me back..Mamu agar maine Zain ko yeh sab bataya..aur agar..Mamu I'm scared,because this feels like a dream..I'm scared that I will wake up..and it'll be my tryst with reality once again..what if I lose the friend in him,Mamu..?"
"Your task is not to seek for love,but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourselfthat you have built against it-it was said by the great port Rumi..Aaliya..aap itne dino se,ek beti,behen,bhanji,ek dost,ek bahu..ka farz nibhate aa rahi hai...ab waqt aa gaya hai,ki aap ek biwi ka farz bhi nibhaye..."
"mamu..par.."
"ab aap apne room mei jaiye..Zain miyaan must be waiting for you.."
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Zian was pacing the room,cursing his starts and himself for falling in love with his MKB-who was way out of his league...
But his thought process came to a halt when he heard footsteps outside their room...He quickly slipped under the covers, and pretended to sleep,shutting his eyes close to the light.
Aaliya stopped on her tracks when she entered the room..a look of disappointment crossed her face..Maybe she would have to wait for another day..
"KitKit mujhse kitkit kiye bina kaise so gaya?Grumbling under her breath,she left for the bathroom ,to change her clothes,her resolution to tell him everything,slowly fading away.
When she climbed the bed,a smile slowlycrept up her face seeing his cover dangling from the bed ,and his mouth slightly open.Aaliya adjusted the covers and was about to move away,when he caught hold of her hand..bringing it to his chest,and with a gri,that mad eit impossible for her to wrets itout,especially when he efforts were so puny and unwilling.
She raked her fingers through his mop of black hair,her eyes fixed on his peaceful face..
"I'm so sorry Zain..main tumse jhoot kaha.."
He could sense her proximity and how much he wanted to just get up and hold her in his arms,he couldn't,because he needed to hera what she had to say..
"Zain pata hai...mujhe kabhi kabhi lagta hai..ki yeh ek khoobsurat sa khwaab hai..daar lagat hai..ki kahi yeh kwaab toot na jaaye..daar lagta hai ki main tumhe kho na doon..You know Zian..today...When you closed your eyes,for a second I thought that I ahd lost you..aur main tumhe kabhi bata nahi paongi..ki main tumse...Zain..agar tumhe aaj kuch ho jata to main toh m-" he was up in the flash of a moment,clasping her mouth with his hand."Pagal ho Mamu Ki Bhanji..?kabardaar jo tumne marne ki baat kit oh...!"
"mmmphhn.."Zain removed his hands quickly.
"You were awake..all this time..?"
"haan.."
"Oh..I'm sorry.."Aaliya was about to get up from the bed,when with one forceful tug, she landed straight against his chest.
"I'm in love with you Mamu Ki Bhanji..."
"I love you too KitKit.." a crimson blush spread across her cheeks, when he brushed his lips against her forehead, and shying away from his touch,Aaliyahid her face in the crook of his neck..burying her face in him,taking in his warmth and the heavenly smell of his cologne, that seemed to lull her to sleep, after a tiring day..
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