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Originally posted by: Romanticfreak
Read the two parts in one shot... Man!!! Am dead flat reading this... Loved the sensuous part 2 ending...sahir smile arzoo stroking his hair ya Allah in reality if we get to see this... Nothing like it... Loved it...every line just got induced in my brains Ari... Pls PM me next part yaari
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CHAPTER 3
"Arif aaj humara breakfast kamre mei hi le aana" sahir ordered in the intercom before going in to get ready for work. Aarzoo needed all the rest she could get. He wanted her to give rest to her feet as much as possible.
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"Mr.Husband aaj aapki life mei mithas and taste wapis laate hai" aarzoo thought with a smirk as she saw the breakfast lying before her that arif had just placed.
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"Yeh kya kar rahi ho...ye mera nashta hai" he asked puzzled as he stepped out of the washroom only to see aarzoo munching on his burnt toast and bitter coffee.
Flashes of memories hit sahir as he remembered watching aarzoo having a taste of his toast and then making an animated face at the toast. He then remembered her blabbering about tasting his coffee and how much she disliked it.
"Hum wahi kar rahe hai mr.husband jo aapne humei sikhaya hai. Jab life koi achai koi khushi rahi nahi to achi cheezei khane ka kya fayda? Hum bhi aaj se ye jala toast aur ye kadwi coffee hi piyenge. Hum bhi har us cheez se nata tod rahe hai jo humei khushi de sakti hai. Chahe wo ek choti si chai hi kyun na ho" She said with a face that deflected no emotions.
"Why is this girl hell bent on turning into me. Mujhse khud meri halat se nafrat hai aarzoo tumhe aise kaise dekhun mai" he thought agonised as he stalked away from the bedroom.
Sahir sat on the first step of the outhouse stairs. His head bent upon his hands. His thoughts confused and all over the place.
"Maybe if i stop punishing myself...she will stop doing this to herself too...maybe she will stop imitating me if she has nothing left to imitate." With this he made up his mind.
"But why is she doing this? Does she think by imitating me she is hurting me? Punishing me? What kind of punishment is this aarzoo? Why do you want to punish me by punishing yourself aaroo?How will this help you in your mission.What do you want?" Tears started streaming out of his eyes.
Just then ashrafi flew to sahir and perched herself on his shoulder.
"Sahir...i hate tears re" ashrafi chimed the dialogue into sahirs ears making a smile break through onto his lips through the tears.
"Mohterma aap humesha sahi time pe aati hai" sahir said as he pet ashrafi.
"Mirchi...Mirchi...Mirchi" ashrafi chimed trying to nib on sahirs chin.
"Aapko bhuk lagi hai mohterma...chaliye hum aapko mirchi dete hai...Aarzoo se mat puchiyega pata chala aapko bhi jala toast khila diya madame ne mere upar ka gussa kam karne" he said with a dry laugh as he carried ashrafi away chit chatting with the bird as if it were a real person forgetting his tensions for the time being.
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"Mission successfull. Mission successfull" ashrafi shouted as he flew around aarzoo in circles in her room.
"Good job ashrafi." Aarzoo said as she fed him some sweet and patted her head.
"Jab tak hum sahir ko thik nahi kar dete. Humari jagah aap unke humdard banke rahiye ga. Humare sahir ko hasane ka bohot bohot shukria asharfi. " she kissed the bird on its head filled with gratitude.
She felt a sadness in her heart as she thought how lonely sahir was. In a house filled with his family he had to take comfort in a birds company. Only a bird could see his tears. How vain and blind could his family be she thought disgusted with the people surrounding him.
She was thankful she had ashrafi who went to sahir everytime she told her to. Atleast there was someone to comfort sahir azeem choudhary the man who never shared his pain with anyone.
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"Ammi" Aarzoo smiled as her mother came to her room. Aarzoo was under strict orders to not move from her room and bed by her husband everything she wanted would be brought to her. She didnt have the heart to deny him after the guilt he was already in for having been the reason for her pain.
"Aarzoo beta ab tum kaisi ho? "
"Hum thik hai ammi. Sahir ne kal dawai laga di thi. Pura dard gayab ho gaya" aarzoo said praising her husbands chivalry and gentleman ways.
"Aarzoo tumhe pata hai mujhe humesha se sahir pasand the. Tumhari shaadi ke liye meine sirf uski aankhei dekhke haan ki thi. Insaan ki zubaan jhut bol sakti hai uski ankhei kabhi nahi aur sahir ki ankhon mei sirf sachai aur achai dikhti hai beta. Aur uske har kaam mei tumhare liye pyaar. Mujhe pata tha ke agar koi tumhe mujhse behtar sambhal sakta hai to wo sirf sahir hai. Maine tumhe ijazat tumhari zidd ki wajah se nahi sahir par bharose ki wajah se di hai."
Aarzoo hugged her mother being lost for words. Her mother had understood sahir even better than she had. Even before aarzoo had understood or made out what sahir was.Her mother had been her biggest strength and support through all this. Telling her to follow her heart to wherever it leads her. She would never have had the strength to take this step if not for her mother's conviction that sahir loved her and was the right choice for being her humsafar.
Nausheen had told aarzoo that sahir was the calm to her impulsiveness. The maturity to her childishness. Nausheen told aarzoo that sahir would be perfect to balance out all her flaws and she would do the same for him.
"Tum dono sahi maine mei ek dusre ke humsafar ho aarzoo" she said stroking her daughters back.
"Ammi aap ye kehne nahi aayi thi na. Bataiye aap kis liye pareshan ho rahi hai?"
"Beta wo kya haina...ab tumhari tabiyat bhi theek hai...aur shaadi bhi ho chuki hai... hum aur yaha nahi reh sakte. Humei bohot pehle hi chale jana chaiye tha par alvira ki zabardasti ne humei roke rakha. Aur itne paise bhi nahi the. Mei sochti thi ke tum jaldi se ek ghar le logi aur hum waha shift ho jayenge. Lekin ab toh aisa hoga nahi. Kyunki ab sahir ka ghar hi tumhara ghar hai. Hum yaha apne damad ke ghar mei nahi reh sakte beta, humari sharm humei gawara nahi karti"
"Hum jaante the aap yahi kahoge ammi. Iseeliye humne poora intezaam kar diya hai. Yeh humari yaha par 3 months ki salary hai. Aap isse lucknow mei ek ghar rent par le lijiyega aur hum har mahine aapko humari salary se rent ke paise bhejte rahenge. Fikar mat kijiye aapke damad ke paise nahi bhejenge aapko."
"Aarzoo beta tumhare jaisi beti sau beto ke barabar hai. Mai khushnaseeb hun mujhe tum jaisi beti mili." Nausheen put her hand on aarzoos head blessing her. "jitni achi tum beti bani ho use zyada achi biwi banke dikhana"
Aarzoo rested her head in her mother's lap enjoying the comfort for the last time. Soon both her sisters and dadi joined her and the family spent a nice peaceful evening together .
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Sahir made arrangements for their flight tickets and ride to the airport without aarzoo even having to tell him or having to blink an eye.
As her family bid her adieu in a teary farewell aarzoo silently admired her responsible-baaz husband who was so good to everyone without expecting or getting anything in return.
Sahir azeem choudhary she decided was a special creation of Allah the likes of whom was never created and will never be created.
And he was now her humsafar she thought with pride.
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"Jahan-aara bhai tut jayenge. I don't think he is ready for this blow." Zaki messaged aarzoo.
"Zaki he needs it. Aur Humse ye natak zyada din ke liye nahi hoga. Hum sahir ko roz roz tadapte nahi dekh sakte. Humei yeh karna hi padega" was the determined reply aarzoo gave.
"Thik hai jahan-ara. Mai aapko deal ki aur saiyyari ki saari details kal subah tak de dunga." Zaki agreed reluctantly.
"Thank you very much zaki. Aur ek baat, ab hum aapke sahir bhai ki biwi hai. Jahan-ara humei shobha nahi deta. Please address me as bhabhi" Aarzoo said with full authority befitting mrs.sahir azeem choudhary.
A monosyllabic ji was all zaki was able to reply before he put his phone away.
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As dinner was bought into their room aarzoo noticed it didn't contain any burnt or bitter things instead it had a range of delicacies from kebabs to paneer butter masala. There were roti's and biryani.
Sahir pulled his recliner adjacent to her bed and served up two plates for the both of them. He handed aarzoo her plate and took hold of his. Aarzoo kept on staring at him not knowing what to believe.
"Aaj se is ghar mei koi jala hua...kadwa khana nahi khayega. " he said with finalty.
Only when he had taken the first bite and continued eating was she satisfied.
Aarzoos lips curved into a triumphant smile finally atleast one of his torturous habits was leaving him. She started eating without a single word.
With every bite the smile on sahirs face grew bigger and bigger how much he had missed this taste and food all these years. His love for food was suddenly returning. He had a strange urge to have his favorite mangoes he hadn't had them in the longest time. Putting his urges aside he continued eating and enjoying his food.
They finished their dinner in silence as aarzoo didn't want to disturb this peaceful and happy moment for him. He deserved atleast one calm night before she hit him with her shocker tomorrow.
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Sahir convinced himself that aarzoo might need him at any moment of time and being far away near the pool he wouldn't be able to reach her in time. So he silently placed his pool chair adjacent to her bed fixing up his make shift bed closing his eyes he tried to go to sleep.
Aarzoo was happy seeing the fact that his resistance at being close to her reducing.
"Check your email" zakis message beeped on her phone.
After going through the mails and information zaki had sent and chalking out the final details of her plan. She turned to her husbands side who was peacefully asleep by now.
"Please himmat rakhiyega sahir. I am so sorry for what i am about to do to you. Humei pata hai aap tut jayenge lekin ye hum dono ki bhalayi ke liye hai. " she said holding his hand kissing it softly and then drifting into sleep. Tommorrow was going to be a long long day for the both of them.
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"Sahir" she called out to him as he was about to leave their room after breakfast.
"Aapko humari aapse shaadi karne ki wajah janni thi na. Hum aapko wajah batana chahte hai"
Sahir stood rooted to his spot and steeled himself for what was coming. After all the hate speeches she had given him and the talks of returning the pain he gave her what else was left? What could be worse than that?
"Aapne hum pe ilzaam lagaya tha na ke humne paiso ke liye aapse pyaar kiya? Humne aapse shaadi aapke ilzaam ko sach karne ki hai. Humei aapka paisa chaiye mr.sahir azeem choudhary. Wo bhi pura ka pura. Hum chahte hai ke aap humei saiyyara ka ceo banaye aur aapki sari property humare naam karde. Yeh aapki saza hai. Aapne humei khudse alag kar diya. Pura ka pura badal diya. ab hum aapse aapka sab kuch cheen lenge." She added a menancing laughter to her speech.
Aarzoo said everything in one breathe afraid that if she stopped she would never be able to continue. As she watched sahir silently breakdown without a single action or reaction a part of her broke down as well.
"ho jayega" was all said before he walked out silently as if he had heard someone ask for his life. When sahir azeem choudhary was out of the room he truly looked like a lifeless man.
He feared one more second and he would break down in front of her. The one thing he hated the most was a money hungry women and she had turned into that because of him. He was in a fix what to feel or how to react. His heart had broken into a 100 pieces knowing he was responsible for all this. He had created another zeenat with his own hands and there was nothing he could do about it.
