Part - 12Zain held onto her till she stopped sobbing as the stinging subsided. He didn't ever wanted to do that, branding a woman had to be the most pathetic thing he had ever heard off but he was helpless, the mere thought of her being again taken by those morons terrified him.
He wasn't there when she went through the hell, but now that she's with him he'll make sure that nothing could touch her.
Adhira realizing the position they were in, got out of his embrace and looked at him as Zain covered her back and gently draped the dupatta over her.
From the tears in her gorgeous blue eyes, he knew that the burn still stinged and almost unknowingly his fingers went ahead to caress her free flowing black hairs though he himself didn't knew what initiated that?
Perhaps the feelings that he had for her? Can he ever deny that he's in love with her ever since he understood what love is?
Adhira looked on at him, and Zain was afraid that she might jerk his hand off her but she didn't. Though she herself didn't know why? Was it the way his fingers moved delicately through her hair soothed her? Was it with all the grips and hands that touched her in the last few hours were lusty while his was so delicate..
As if that wasn't enough, Zain gently wiped off her tears with his thumb.
"Fikar mat karo, ab sab theek hoga. Hum aaj he Peshawar ke liye rawaana ho jayenge." He whispered softly to which Adhira nodded.
Clasping the silver dagger back, he handed it over to her.
"Aur yeh main tumhe tumhari hifaazat ke liye de raha hoon. Isse hamesha apne saath rakhna." He added as Adhira took it from him, nodding.
Zain smiled at her a bit and took his leave, though he wasn't unaware of the blue eyes following him and as soon as he reached the entrance, the curtains furled back to their position. Their eyes still upon each other.
It reminded Zain of the invisible wall of religion between them. No matter how much he tried, this can't be thrown down.
He walked away without much ado as Adhira looked at the dagger, he just gave her.
A Few Hours Later..
Zain and Nader thanked Himmat wholeheartedly for all the help and support he's given them. Truly when the conditions were so adverse, it was no less than a boon when you come across such good hearted people.
Kuljeet came in just then, taking Adhira along with her who looked better now dressed in a clean set of Salwar Kameez and her long hair plaited back neatly.
"Zain, hum Adhira ko aise nahi le jaa sakte. Bohot zyaada khatra hai baahir." Nader let out the fact to which Zain nodded. It was true and he didn't want to take any more risks on her.
"Ek hi raasta hai." Zain replied and walked towards her as she looked at him clueless.
Taking the dupatta off her, Zain spread it over her as Adhira looked on at him covering her fully and then tied the hijab scarf over her face securely yet delicately so as to not hurt her and the task was done. It covered her face leaving the space for eyes.
"Mujhe maaf karna, par iske alawaa mere pass aur koi raasta nahi hai." He spoke up to her while Adhira's eyes just lowered not saying anything.
They took leave as Zain and Nader thanked Kuljeet for her help too. Adhira folded her hands in front of her with tears in her eyes as she being a stranger had done so much for her. Kuljeet had held her folded hands gently, shaking her head and hugged Adhira blessing her with the choicest blessings.
The train sped along to its destination as the compartment was filled with a light chatter. Adhira was quietly sitting beside Zain, looking out from the window as he looked at her. She hasn't spoken a word since yesterday and just nodded or shook her head for replies. And was she to be blamed? Zain knew she was sobbing softly as he could hear her sobs.
Her whole life was turned upside down in just the events of a night. Her family, Her happiness everything was murdered.
Zain was getting impatient making Nader just smile at his cuteness.
"Hausala Karo Zain. Jab yahaan tak sab kuch theek hai toh aage bhi hoga. Allah pe bharosa rakho, woh bohot raheem aur kareem hai." Nader held his friend's hand assuringly who just smiled a bit.
An old lay who was just sitting on the berth opposite them, was looking at Adhira very attentively ever since and she wasn't unaware of her gaze too.
From what she could see and makeout, the lady was wearing too many colorful bangles and beaded bracelets. Her ears and neck were adorned with heavy silver jewelry and Adhira guessed her to be belonging to those nomadic tribal groups who called themselves prophecy tellers and claimed that they could see the future.
They were mostly nomads who roamed from this fair to that in different villages and cities earning money through this and though Adhira didn't believe in all of this but her mother had once told her, that their prophecies are powerful and true.
"Tum iski biwi ho?" She asked Adhira finally, who looked at her but didn't answer.
Zain looked at them and decided to interfere cuz he didnt want anyone to grow suspicious.
"Ha.. Haan Amma, Yeh meri biwi hai."
Zain spoke up, cursing himself for lying so pathetically.
Adhira looked up at him, her eyes widening in shock and so was Nader who looked at his friend.
"Kitna want hua Shaadi ko? Yeh itna hi sharmaati hai?" The lady questioned again.
"Ek.. Ek mahina. Aur jee, thoda kam bolti hain yeh." Zain replied, mentally cursing himself for the lie.
"Acchi baat hai. Main tum dono ke darmiyaan ki mohabbat mehsoos kar sakti hoon.
Dekhna, Ishwar ne chaaha toh bohot jald yeh tumhaare chaand se bacchon ko janam degi aur tum baap bannoge.
Main iske chehre par woh tej dekh sakti hoon jo ki ek aurat ka hota hai jab woh maa bannti hai.
Mere baat ki gaanth baandh lo tum!
Chitra ke munh se nikli baat aur Dua kabhi khaali nahi jaate." She completed as Adhira looked away flushed while Zain was speechless, not knowing what to say.
Thankfully, there was a stoppage next and the lady got off after blessing them both. The situation had suddenly got awkward as Adhira shifted away from Zain a good bit.
The train sped through the dungeons as the late evening drew in with its steaks of black.
The compartment was quite now as mostly the passengers dozed away in sleep. Zain looked over at Adhira who was asleep too and he was thankful for that.
Suddenly the train's speed haulted and slowed down till it completely stopped.
The dozing passengers woke up and a low murmur filled up for neither there was chain pulling, nor a signal nor a station for the train to stop.
And the next moment, a few bulky men with sticks and swords got up on the train. Zain let out a prayer to the almighty for keeping Adhira asleep for she'll surely be terrified seeing them.
They walked from berth to berth, their eyes menacingly eyeing everyone.
"Yeh kaun hai?" One man amongst them, asked him pointing towards Adhira who was still sleeping.
"Meri Biwi." Zain replied, firmly without an ounce of fear in his eyes though it was a lie.
"Yeh aisi kyun hai?" The man questioned again eyeing Adhira and Zain felt like wringing his neck.
"Thak gayi hai, darasal woh maa banne wali hai." Zain lied again, fearlessly.
The man walked away and Zain heaved the breath he had been holding onto as Nader held his hand assuringly.
The train sped up again as the men got down and Zain looked over at Adhira to find her still sleeping.
He couldn't ever forget himself for the shameless lies he had spoken today for her. But there wasn't any other option out was it? He just wanted her to be safe.
Precap - Syra And Nusrat meet Adhira.
Edited by MohabbatGirl.x - 9 years ago
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