Tanveer smirked as she knew that Aahil had destroyed the dream house in a fit of rage.Today the judges would come,to see the final product. This meant that aahil and sanam would not clear this round and hence they would be out of the competition. Just then the doorbell rang. Oh yes, its time for some action. Thought Tanveer.
Lateef opens the door and welcomes the judges. They settle themselves in the sitting room of Ibrahim mansion. Just then Begum Sahiba arrives.
T:welcome ,how are you people? hows the competition going?
Judges: Its going good begum sahiba, we were just going around judging the second round of the competition. I must say the couples have all come up with beautiful dream houses, Its getting really difficult to decide the best.
T: That problem will be solved once you see aahils and sanams dream house. Lateef could you call sanam please. And tell her to bring the model of the dream house with her
Just then sanam arrives with a swelled up face. What would she do now, the model, it ...it was destroyed. She didnt have anything to show to the judges.
S: assalamu alaikkum.
J : So ,here she is. Where is the dream house?
S: That...ummm. That aahil ..
(Ya allah, being so close to winning this round and then loosing it. That too all because of her trying to poke her nose into aahils past. When he had warned her strictly not to do so.It was all her mistake. She had to face it and tell the judges that they had no dream house model to present. )
J: sanam, is aahil bringing the dream house?
S:no, I mean ...aahil...and I...
Lateef : there , aahil baba is here.
Sanam turns around to see aahil WITH THE DREAM HOUSE.
She could not believe it. This model was shattered to pieces yesterday. And now it was complete. Just like how they had planned.She looked at aahil , who looked straight into her eyes and walked down the steps towards her. She did not know why she teared up. She had to hold it back. She could not be vulnerable in front of him. Especially after what he told her yesterday, that she had married for money.
Sanam watched dazed as aahil described their model to the judges and they were impressed.As he got up to go, he halted near sanam...
A:It was my mistake, I should not have over reacted
Sanam was in no mood to hear what aahil had to say, she just stormed off to their room, shut the door and cried her heart out. she covered her face in her palms and cried...
just then the door opened. It was aahil. Sanam quickly regained her posture, wiped her tears, put on an attitude and started to walk away. She felt a strong nudge as aahils arms wrapped around her waist and slammed her back ,to his chest.
S: aahil, please leave me...she said calmly
A: NO...he said firmlyand tightened his grip more
S:aahil, you are hurting me now..
aahil left his hold and turned her around, she was looking down. He slowly lifted her face with his hands and looked into her beautiful brown eyes.
Sanam wondered that there was something wrong with him, why was he all mushy today. when just yesterday he had told her about the nakli nikah. Sanam pushes aahil away.
Aahil grabs sanam and pins her onto the wall, sanam gasps at the strength of his hold and looks at him. There was something wrong, aahil didnt look angry or irritated. He looked passionate. Sanam is flabbergasted,as aahil comes closer and leans on her, pressing his body against hers.
S:aahil what are you doing...
and Aahil is in no mood to explain.He traces his fingers up her arms and onto her shoulders.He reaches for her dupatta and removes it.
Sanam dosent know what to do,she is embarresed at the sudden exposure and aahils proximity.
S: No... aahil are you out of your mind.. whats wrong with you. give my dupatta back.
A: Shhh, says aahil placing a finger on sanams lips to silence her,"you dont understand what I am doing.. you never understand anything do you sanam"
said aahil in his sexy accent.
S: aahil ,this is not right .please stay back, dont come so close to me..
A: why , i am your husband, dont i have any rights over you...says aahil dreamily.
he moves a strand of hair from her face,holds her chin up with his hand and closes in for a kiss
sanam turns her face away. aahil goes for her neck instead.Sanam is not comfortable, she could feel his breath on her skin . he would kiss the nape of her neck anytime now . No, she would not allow it. after all he did not have any rights over her, this was a nakli nikah. She pushed him back with all her might just as he was about to cross the boundaries.
S: you are not my husband and you have no rights over me. this is a nakli nikah remember. sanam blurted
A:good, so you do remember this nikah is a farce. aahil regained his aggresiveness ,back to being jallad jin.
A: i stepped into your personal space without your concent, and see how you are affected. The same thing happens to me when you go digging into things from my past, that i say you NOT TO DO. screamed aahil.
Sanam is taken aback.
S: you did this just to prove your point. this is so wrong. sanam screamed back.
A: exactly this is so wrong. you, me , this nikah, ITS ALL WRONG.
An eerie silence followed the breakout. Sanam and aahil were looking at each other, staring blankly , not knowing what to say.
aahil picked up sanams duppata from the floor and walked towards her. He gently laid the duppata on her shoulder and said calmly
A: just stay away from my past sanam. if you think, you have the right to dig into my life, I also know how to get my rights... as your shohar.This is a fake arrangement sanam. lets not cross our boundaries.
Next time you do , i will too. And its not going to stop where it did today, neither can you stop me.
He walked towards the door , stopped and turned to look at a rather dumbstruck sanam
A: I hope, you " understood " what i said, did you?
sanam slightly nods her head , still in daze of what just happened.
aahil goes out of the room.