Chapter 5: Mumta ka dhoka
The car ride to the cafe was oddly quite and awkward. Raati forced me to join Nisaar and Abeer. After what happened in the elevator I couldn't even look Abber in the eyes.
Abeer was driving and constantly was looking at me though the rear view mirror. I looked back at the mirror. It was so weird. Our eyes reflected our pain. Why wouldn't their be pain? That night was brought up after four years. Nobody even has talked about that night since it happened. I could still hear Abeer's scream next to my face. Still can sense his anger bursting on me.
It is true, I killed my own baby. I had an Abortion.
Me and Abeer didn't plan to have a baby but when I did unexpectedly get pregnant I knew Abeer would be so happy. I knew he was the type of guy who always adored children. He seemed like a tough rock star on the outside but in the inside he was a humble and sweet family man.
Our relationship started cracking before I even got pregnant but it wasn't anything serious. Just pitty fights that eventually went away in a few days.
I still remeber that day when I thought I was pregnant. I was sitting on my bed, my head full of thoughts. Abeer walked in with his guitar back from the studio. He immediately walked towards his side table and put his watch inside the drawer. He then shifted his eyes at me and raised his eyebrows.
"Kya huwa baby?" He asked in a subtle tone. "Yaar Abeer gerber hogae" I say and stand up from the bed. He looks at me confusingly. I gesture him to close the door and he quickly closed it and stood next to me. "Ub bolo kya huwa?" He asked as he held my hand. "My period is late" I mummble. He looks me in the eye. "You think?" He asks in excitement. "Maybe. I'm not sure. But Abeer we used birth control!" I say. Abeer laughs. "Birth control can fail you know and besides I know we aren't ready for this neither did we plan it but its a good thing Meher! Chill!" He says with a smile and hugs me. I don't know why I was so nervous about this I should have been happy right? Who could be happier than a mother?
Later that day I went out and bought a home pregnancy test. Abeer was actually hoping my doubt was true but I had a bad feeling. Abeer demanded he would be inside with me as I used the test but I was already freaked out. No need of him staring at me as pee on a stick.
I promised him I would keep my eyes closed and not read the test without him. I opened the bathroom door with my eyes shut and the test in my hand. That peice of plastic could change my entire life. Abeer told me to open my eyes and we both looked at the test together.
It was negative
I swear Abeer had the saddest face ever. To be honest I was kind of dissapointed as well. I guess I subconsciously wanted it to be positive. Abeer sat down on the bed and just closed his eyes. I felt bad for not giving him what he wanted. But then again it is kind of his fault not mine haha. I sat down next to him and held his shoulders.
"Koi baat nahi . Not like we were planning this anyways. One day our dream will come true" I say with a smile. Abeer smiles back at me.
"Yes and now we can try to make our dream come true" Abeer says in excitement. I look at him weirdly.
"You mean stop using birth control and start family planning?" I ask. He nods his head. I stand up from the bed and walk towards the window.
"Abeer dekho if this happens by accident then its fine. Phir wohi khuda ki merzi. But don't you think it's a little early for family planning? We just got married 6 months ago. Your career isn't even fully developed and I want to enjoy my life with you without responsibilities for atleast 2 years." I say and Abeer did not look convinced.
" ya mujhe pata ha but phir bhi thori der ka liya excitement hogae thi now I want this to actually happen." He said hoping I would agree.
"I'm sorry abeer thora wait kerlo." I say and hold his hand. He takes a deep breath.
"Fine I guess we can wait a while but till then..." He says with a smile and leans close to my neck and his body weight makes me lie down on the bed. He started kissing my neck with his warm lips. I could smell the scent of his cologne around me. His cologne always turned me on, it was so breathtaking.
I let out a gasp as he started going down towards my cleavage. He then lifted his face and leaned towards my lips. He smacked his lips with mine and immediately played around with his tounge. I kissed him back and griped his hair. I then pushed him back and started opening his shirt's buttons. I threw off his shirt on the floor and continued kissing him. He griped my assets as we kissed. Even though I was still fully clothed I could feel the heat of his hands on my skin. Before I knew it he pulled off my kameez. We were both left in our bottoms. Our legs tangled with each other and our bodied started to rhythmically move. "Abeer this barrier" I whisper holding my pajama trying to take it off. He grips it and yanks it off me and then I quickly unbutton his jeans and push it off with my feet. We both were just in our undergarments. I could feel him harden.
He ignored his immediate desire and just unhooked my bra. He yanked it off leaving my skin exposed to the cold air. He stared at them for a few seconds and started sucking.
*knock knock*
Me and Abeer sat up and gazed at the door.
"Shit kon hosakata ha?" He whispers. I quickly grab my bra and wear it.
"Era roko Jo bhi ha chala jaega" he says and unhooks it again. I look at him in anger and push him off the bed.
*knock knock*
I immediately wear my clothes and Abeer runs inside the bathroom with his clothes.
I run and open the door and find Sasha and
Maa staring at me. I raise my eyes wondering why they are staring at me. Maa leans in close to my ear.
"Tum na kameez ulti pehni ha" she whispers in my ear and giggles. I open my eyes wide.
Just then I hear nisaar's voice from the stair case. Sasha opens her eyes wide and pushes me inside my room and comes inside her self and closes the door.
"Meher Nisaar esa dekhega tum ko toh sab samjh jaega" she says.
"Kya samjhe ga?" I ask
"You and Abeer were just you know" she says and giggles.
I look at her in shock.
"No no I was changing in the room. Knock ki awaz ae or Jaldi jaldi mein ulta pehn liya" I say tryig to cover up. Sasha didn't beleive me.
"Acha or abeer kahan ha?" She asks with a mischievous smile. I bite my lower lip.
"Woh..." I try to cover up but before I could say anything further there was a knock on the door. I quickly take of my kameez and wear it the right way his time. I gesture Sasha too open the door. Nisaar was standing there like a blank statue. I take a deep breathe and invite him inside from across the room.
"Where is abeer? Jaana nahi ha?" He asks. I look at him confusingly.
"Kahan?" I ask.
"Cricket match dekhne. We planned this a month ago. Bhool gaya na kamina?" Nisaar says.
Abeer never mentioned a match to me.
"Ek kaam kero tum dono neeche jao mein abeer ko bhej ti ho. " I say and open the door for them and they walk out.
I knock on the bathroom door and before I could even blink abeer opened the door and pulled me inside. I let out a scream and Abeer stopped me from screening by kissing me. I push him off me.
"Kya ha? Nisaar and Sasha are waiting for you downstairs. Jao match nahi dekhna?!" I yell and try to walk out. He pulls me back into his arms.
"Match dekhne ki kya zarorat ha jub mein yahi chakka (sixer) maar sakta ho?"he jokes and tries to kiss my neck. I push him back again. But before I could leave he picks me up in his arms and walks towards the shower with me still in his arms.
He puts me down and turns on the shower. I scream as I am soaked with cold water. He looks at me with intensity and holds my mouth shut.
" Abeer seriously Sasha and Nisaar are waiting for you downstairs. " I say. Abeer comes close to my neck and whispers in my ear, "I don't care. I will finish what I started" he says. I giggle and blush.
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"Meher we are here" a voice echoes in my ear and I snap out of my thoughts. I look up in confusion and Nisaar was sticking his head inside through the car door waiting for me to come out. I look outside through the window and see that we are at the caf. I nod my head and quickly step out of the car. Little did I know Abeer was right behind the car door and I just hit him in the abdomen. He started yelling in pain. I quickly ran to him and held his belly. "Oh my god Are you okay?" I say and start rubbing his stomach. He twitches his eyes and then looks at me directly.
"Takleef pa takleef deti raho tum bus mujhe" he gives a taunt and walks towards the caf. I close my eyes and a tear escapes.
"Kya huwa mehar ma'am? You okay?" Rati asks me and I quickly wipe my tears and nod a yes.
Soothing jazz music was playing and the aroma of freshly brewed Colombian coffee filled the caf. I kept looking at Abeer trying to sense if he was still in pain. Nisaar and Rati were busy talking to each other while me and Abeer were awkwardly sitting there.
"What can I get for you?" A overly joyful waiter asks us in his peppy tone.
"French vanilla latte" both Nisaar and rati say at the same time then look at each other in shock
"Tum bhi?" They ask each other at the same time and then start giggling. The waiter looks at me and before I had a chance to even speak abeer butted in.
"Black Colombian coffee with a dash of creamer and 1 spoon pure white sugar. Extra hot please for our hot madam here" Abeer says my order and I look at him in annoyance. Rati all of a sudden got surprised that Abeer ordered for me then even called me a hot madam.
"Java Chip frapachino for me please." He says and smirks at me. I roll my eyes in annoyance.
"Great choice. I'll be back with your order soon." The waiter says and walks away.
"Abeer sir, app ko kesa pata Meher ma'am ko kya passand ha?" She asks abeer and Abeer has a mischievous smile. I give him an angry glare.
"Woh kya ha Rati, Meher mujhe or Nisaar ko pehle sa jaanti ha" Abeer says.
Nisaar looks at me with a fearful look.
"Hum teeno college mein sath jo tha" he says and rati is surprised.
"Woaw so 3 musketeers?" She asks in excitement.
"Nahi, Sasha bhi thi. Woh humare sath kaam nahi kerti but abhi bhi mujhe sa close ha. Abhi Delhi gae huwi ha" abeer continues talking.
Why was Abeer telling Rati everything? Rati is not our friend she is our Junior at work. We are not allowed to have a personal relationship with her.
I wanted to shut abeer up.
"Sashaa aj raat ko hi wapis arahi ha. Tumhe kesa pata hoga? Best friend toh woh meri thi na, tumhare side lene sa pehle " I say and Nisaar walks away from the table to avoid the drama I just started.
Throughout these 4 years our group was split into two. Me and Nisaar and Abeer and sasha.
I haven't met Sasha in four years and the only reason I know when she is coming back is because she is staying at a mutual friends house in Delhi and she told me.
Abeer gave me an intense look and Rati was speechless by my taunt.
" And who was the reason my Best friend since the 1st grade abandoned me? Nisaar ko mujhe sa cheena tum na!" Abeer yells as he stands up from the chair and the entire caf looks at us.
"Mein sahi thi isi liya usne mera side liya!" I yell back and stand up as well.
"Sahi? Mena elevator mein Jo kaha woh repeat mat kerwao Meher!" He yells.
"Sachae kya ha woh sirf mein jaanti ho!" I say and start crying.
"Kyew kya ha sachae? Jo kuch mera ankhon ka samne huwa woh jhoot kesa ban gaya? Salo sa sachae sachae kerahi ho sachae bolti kyew nahi ho?" He asks me.
Rati was traumatized and was probably shook by Abeers yelling.
"Kyew ka sachae sune ki takat nahi ha tum mein!" I yell back.
Nisaar walks back and looks at me in anger.
"Enough! Meher bas kero! Werna mein bolna shuru ker doonga!" Nisaar yells.
I start crying there and hug Nisaar. He pats my back. The waiter comes with our coffee and confusingly looks at us. I part away from Nisaar.
"Our bathroom's are dirty but they aren't that dirty." He jokes. I giggle as I cry.
"Nisaar mera sath ao" I say and drag him with me outside.
"I'm.sorry. I don't know how this fight just escalated." I say and wipe my tears.
"Meher 4 saal hoga ha. Abeer ko sachae Jane ka haq ha! Woh khud wapis aya humari Hi company mein! Mannat mein! Yeh khuda ka ishara nahi ha toh kya ha?" Nisaar says.
"Pata ha Nisaar. But kesa bataon usko sach? Sach Jane bagir Hi usne mujhe us raat hospital mein mujhe ek katil ka title dediya. Itna bhi bherosa nahi tha usko upni Meher per? Mujhe itna Hi jaana usne? Kesa soch liya usne ka mein bagir dard ka bagir reason ka upne Hi bache ko maar doongi?"
Nisaar hugs me and and kisses my forehead.
"Woh us waqt shock mein tha. Hosh nahi tha usko. Gussa mein Jo socha samjha keh diya. Tum dono ka divorce nahi hona chaya tha woh lerhae Hi nahi honi chaya thi"
Nisaar says.
Precap:
Sasha:" hey mehar kesi ho?"
Mehar:" kesi Ho sakti ho? Tum na mera ghar Jo tora tha 4 saal pehle."
Sasha:" Meher tum na jo kiya tha sahi nahi tha"
Mehar: " Mein kya kerti ho woh sahi ha ka galat uska faisla mein kerongi tum nahi!"
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Edited by mebigirl - 9 years ago
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