Zain:ye mkb b na...4 din hogye.naa phone kia na sms or na hi ai.
He was missing her terribly...everything reminded him of her...their room.the pool side..his office...everything
Back in bhopal aliya too missed him.
She used to sit in the balcony for hours n used to remember zain...the moments...the kitkit...eveything.
Everynight while going to bed she shed tears...but this was her fate.
A week passed since she left...she had no contact with zain.he was pissed off...but he cudnt control his feelings now...he sat by the pool with teary eyes.suddenly a hand came on his shoulder.it was zubbu.
Zubbu knew zain hated him but he had to tell him.
Zubbu:tum theek ho?
Zain:hmm.
Zubbu:zain me kal dubai jarha hu.lekin jane se pehle ek baat zrur bataoga.
Zain*least interested*:batao.
Zubbu:use le ao.
Zain raised his brows.
Zubbu:aliya ko le ao.wo reh nhi paegi tumare baghair.
Zain:han...mere baghair...khush hogi wo bht.
Zubbu:zain tumhe shayad andaza nhi hai k wo tumse kitni mhbt krti hai.tum se door hai lekin hardin mjse poochti hai k tum kese ho.tumhare bghr us ka dam ghut ta hai phr b wo tumari khushi k lie tum se door chali gyi.me nhi jaanta tum use pyaar krte ho ya nhi...lekin wo tmse beintehaa mhbt krti hai.
Zubbu left with tears in his eyes...zain was stunned.
He was so wrong..she loved him..n he doubted her.he had to get her back.he needs to tell how much he loves her.
Back in bhopal aliya was heartbroken.it was a week bt zain didnt show up..she had no hopes.she failed in writing the destiny of their nikkah.