"You know I am still a v- Look, Aaliya, I've never done it. Ever. You can ask anyone. Rizwan was my room mate when we were in London, ask him. He'll tell you the truth. He never lies, never to save me. Please, trust me on this one, Aaliya. I know I've lied to you like a thousand times. I.. I don't know how our DNAs match."
"Do not trust him. He's a traitor. He asked me to come to his apartment one night and never looked back. He asked me to leave the very next morning. I was dismissed like some p********e. I cannot tell you how bad I felt. I was kicked out of my house. And Zeeshan, aw such a sweet soul, helped me through the dark days. It's true, Aaliya, he is the father of my child." Sana walked over to Zain's side and showed him the reports which stated that Zain indeed was the father of her child.
"Aaliya, baby." Zain knelt down next to Aaliya's chair, "Look at me."
"What is left to say, Zain? What can you say that will make any of this better? I can't believe you didn't tell me. I can't believe I'm married to someone who already has.."
"I haven't! I'm just pure like you!"
"What do you mean? You think I've done it, too? You think everyone is as dirty as you?"
"You know that's not what I meant."
"I don't know anything now, Zain. I don't know anyone. I've known you since childhood and now all it seems is a lie. You went to London for studies and came back changed. I knew you were changed. But so much, I'm stunned. I'll explain to Mami and Mamu this matter. You need not worry. They'll accept Sana. You can sign the divorce papers first thing next morning."
"No, Aaliya, trust me. I haven't.. This is not my child. I'll prove it to you. It's all a big fat lie that Sana has told you. I know this. I know the guy who kidnapped you. He was in my college. He's an ass."
"Not more than you. You know how heartbroken my parents will be? They'll want to kill themselves for getting their daughter married to such a person. You should have told me. You left Sana. Alone. Like some creep. I don't know what to say, Zain, I'm sorry."
"No. Don't say that, Aaliya. They're setting you up. They're doing this to us. I.. I love you, Aaliya."
"Saying that you love me, although I know you don't mean it, would not change anything. I knew you did this to hide all your guilt. You married me so that no one will be able to put any allegations on you. I know you don't love me, need not act."
"I am not acting." Zain runs his hand through his hair, "I love you more than anything, Aaliya. You need to believe me. What's the worst that can happen? We get a divorce in 3 weeks rather than tomorrow? Please, just agree to this. Please help me prove this to you. Prove that this is not my kid."
"Oh, enough! I am sick and tired of all your drama! He doesn't love you, Aaliya! He's an ass, too! Just listen to me! Here's the reports. His blood matches my baby's. You see now? He's the father of my child." She says as she hands Aaliya the reports. Zain frowns.
"Wait a second."
"What?"
"These blood reports are new. Which means that the blood test was taken not less that 2 or 3 weeks ago, am I right?"
"Well, yeah. This blood test was taken 3 weeks ago."
"Do you remember how long we've been married?" Zain looks at Aaliya.
"2 months, why?"
"This blood test," He holds up the report, "Was taken 3 weeks ago."
"That's what I said. And it proves that you're the father of my child."
"No. It proves something else."
"What?" Sana and Aaliya ask him together.
"You do know, Aaliya, how scared I am of blood tests. For the past 2 months, the time you've lived with me for 24 hours straight, you know I never got a blood test. I hate blood tests. And plus, this is not even an authorised report. No signatures. No designations. It's a fake report, made to easily fool you."
"What are you saying? Okay, this blood was taken from you.. 3 months ago."
"I was in London three months ago, Sana. And if Aaliya believes me on this, I never got a blood test there. And, blood 3 months old cannot be used, if I am correct."
"But.."
"You cannot do that to us, Sana. Zain and Aaliya are for an eternity. You cannot spoil us."
"She can't." Zain and Aaliya turn around to see Zeeshan standing at the entrance with a gun, "But I can."
And there is a gun shot made.