Originally posted by: kamleshmehra
Azlan and Azka's Fancfiction:
1st Part- Pg 38
2nd Part- Pg 40
3rd Part- Pg 43
4th Part- Pg 44
5th Part- Pg 46
6th Part- pg 47
Part 7
In the morning, Azlan brings her home....
Mom: Azka kaise hain sab tumhare ghar mei.…
Azka: sab acche hain aunty....
Azlan: Aur tumhari bhabhi ne kuch samjhaya ki nahi....
Mom: Kya samjhana tha...
Azka: Kuch nahi aunty...vo nayi nayi shaadi hai na bhabhi samjhati rehti hai Ghar kaise sambhalte hain...
Azlan: Aur shohar ko bhi...
Azka Azlan ko ghoor ke dekhti hai...
Mom: Meri bahu bahut achhi aur samajhdaar hai...vo sab kuch bahut achhe se karti hai...
Azlan smiles and says vo toh hai mom but fir bhi abhi bachchi hai na toh kafi kuch sikhna hai isko...
Azka: Main bachchi nahi hu….
Mom: Azlan use chidana band Karo beta...meri beti bahut samajhdaar hai...haina Azka...
Azka: Ji aunty...
Dono apne room mei jatein hai...he sits on the bed and Azka stands in front of him…
Azka: Aap kal raat kis tarah ki batein kar rahe the…
Azlan: Kis tarah ki kar raha tha?
Azka: Aapko pta hai sab…maine abhi tak aapko kuch nahi kaha tha kyunki main raste mei koi jhagda nahi karna chahti thi...
Azlan: Haan toh…
Azka: toh matlab…kyun kar rahe the…Mujhe iss tarah ki batein pasand nahi hain..
Azlan smiles at her…toh kis tarah ki pasand hai btao…vaise kar lenge…
Azka sochti hai inko hua kya hai…kahin sar par chot toh nahi lagi par dikh toh nahi rahi…
Azka: ye aapko hua kya hai kal se…kaisi behki behki batein kar rahein hain…agar ye koi majaak hai aur aap mujhe preshan karne ke liye aisa kar rahein hai toh please mat karein..
Azlan: main kyun tumhe preshan karne laga…
Azka: Mujhe kya pta..Aap jaane…par mujhse iss tarah ki batein mat kiya kijiye…
Azlan: Achha…toh kaisi kiya karu…Bachchi hi rehna hai tumne?…Azka....you are married…Socho kuch iss barei mei….
Azka: Mujhe fir se bachchi na kahein aap…aapko pta hai mujhe pasand nahi…aur main jaanti hu main married hu…uska aapki in baton se kya talluk hai...
Azlan: Par tumhari harqatein jo bachcho wali hai uska kya…do you even know the resposibility of a married girl..tumhe toh meri batein bhi pasand nahi aa rahi…jabki you should be happy ki tumhe mera jaisa husband mila hai..aur meri baton ka aur hamari married life ka gehra talluk hai.. samjhi...
Azka: Aapko mujhse aisi batein karni hi nahi chahiye…Aur responsibilities ki kya baat kar rahein hain aap…Main sab kuch toh karti hu iss ghar ke liye…aunty se puchh lijiye…
Aap jaisa husband…iska kya matlab hua…aap kuch jyada hi khudpasand nahi hain…aur ye hamari married life se aapki kya muraad hai... hamari koi married life hai hi nahi...aur jitni hai utna main karti hu...
Azlan: Husband wife aise hi baat karte hain…. mere jaisa means I am very sensitive and loyal towards you...aur khudpasand hone mei kya problem hai...
Aur Main ghar ki nahi apni baat kar raha hu…. mere liye kya karti ho tum…apne husband ka khayal rakhna tumhari responsibility nahi hai kya…by the way married life hai hamari…tumhe hi kuch samajh nahi aata…
Azka: Par Aapko nahi karni chahiye.....if you are loyal towards our marriage toh vo main bhi hu.... toh ye toh rehne hi dein aap…koi badhi baat nahi hai...hona bhi chahiye ..
Aur rahi khayal rakhne ki baat toh mujhe aapka khayal rakhne ki jarurat nahi hai….aapko mujhse expect karna bhi nahi chahiye….par fir bhi aapka bahut khayal rakhti hu main…aur saare kaam bhi karti hu..ye dekhein ye kapde apne kal raat change kiye hain na yahin padhe huae hain…aapne rakhe kya…nahi...inhe ab main sambhalungi aur main hi sambhalti hu hamesha…aapki sari cheejo ko bhi…aapka breakfast, lunch aur dinner…sab kuch main dekhti hu…aur isse jyada mujhe kya samajhna hai..
Azlan: Na karo ye kaam…maine thodi kaha hai…aur kisi ke dil ki baat samajhna bhi jaruri hota hai...
Azka: toh fir aur kya chahte hain aap mujhse…. kya kaam karu…aur mujhe kiske dil ki baat samajhni hai…
Azlan: Ek biwi ki aur bhi reponsilbilities hoti hain…
Azka: toh bta dijiye….jab tak hoon main vo kaam bhi kar dungi…mujhe bekaar ki batein mat sunaiye...
Azlan: Jald hi bta dunga main aur kya chahta hu....Main tumhe suna nahi raha... samjha raha hu...
Azka: Ek toh mujhe ye samajh nahi aata ki sabko kyun lagta hai ki unhe mujhe kuch samjhana hai...Yahan aap aur wahan Bhabhi….mere paas apna dimag hai...
Azlan: tumhare bachcha dimag se hamari life nahi chal sakti...
Azka ko bahut gussa aa jata hai...
Azka: Mera bachcha dimag nahi hai...ye jo aap bolte rehte hai na mat bola kijiye...I am a doctor…
Azlan: haan toh husband wife mei bahut kuch hota hai…bahut tarah ki batein hoti hai…tumhe nahi pta kya…tum toh doctor ho na… kahan gayi sari knowledge…usko use bhi karna hota hai…samjho meri baat…
Azka uski batein sunke shock ho jati hai…ye kis tarah ki baat ki hai inhone…kaun si batein…aur vo kyun samjhe iss tarah ka kuch bhi…unka relation alag hai…they are not normal husband and wife…use nahi samajhna aisa kuch....kya betuki baatein karne lage hain Azlan Sahab…ab toh inki koi baat samajhna bhi code crack karne jaisa ho gaya hai…
Azlan: kya hua…aise kya dekh rahi ho…
Azka: Aap mujhse baat hi mat karein…vo hi behtar hai…
Azlan: Main toh aisi hi batein karunga….aur tum vo sikho jo tumhari Bhabhi tumhe samjhana chah rahi hai…
Azka: Kya sikhna hai mujhe...
Azlan: Jo tumhari bhabhi sikha rahi thi kal raat tumhe...
Azka shock ho jati hai...kya matlab aapka...
Azlan: Vahi jo tum samjhi..
Azka: Kya main kya samjhi ..main toh kuch nahi samjhi...Aisi koi baat nahi hui hai…
Azlan: achha…nahi hui..thik hai….fir raat ko samjhaunga...abhi office Jana hai...
Azka wahan se jaane lagti hai...
Azlan uska hath pakad leta hai ….
Azlan: Kahan ja rahi ho..
Azka ekdum se ghabra jati hai...vo kabhi apne hath ko kabhi Azlan ko dekhti hai...aur apna hath chhudane lagti hai..
Azka: Hath Chhode mera...
Azlan: kyun...
Azka: Chhod dijiye please...
Azlan uska hath chhod deta hai and says kapde nikaal do mere...
Azka uske kapde nikalne lag jati hai aur bed pe rakhte hi room se chali jati hai jaldi mei ..Azlan ye sab dekhke muskurane lag jata hai...usko pta hai ki Azka nervous ho gayi hai...
Azka kitchen me chali jati hai aur uski heartbeat kafi tej hoti hai...use samajh nahi aata ki ye abhi abhi kya hua..aaj pehli baar unhone uska hath pakda par kyun....aur uski aisi kafiyat kyun ho rahi hai...aisa bhi kya tha unke touch me ..aur unki batein…Kyun bol rahein hain vo usko ye sab…unhe nahi kehna chahiye...
Dining table pe vo Azlan ko taraf dekh bhi nhi rahi hoti aur kafi nervous hoti hai....Aaj mom unke sath breakfast kar rahi thi...
Mom: Azka kya hua...tumhari tabiyat toh thik hai…
Azka: nahi....mera matlab haan.... main toh bilkul thik hu….
Mom: nahi tum thoda preshan lag rahi ho...haina Azlan…
Azlan looks at Azka...she looks at him but fir ekdum se najar hata leti hai....Mom haan mujhe bhi lag rha hai….
Azlan: Azka kuch hua hai kya?
Azka use ghoorti hai and then says nahi...vo kitchen me chali jati hai kuch laane ke bahane…
Mom: Azlan sab thik hai na..
Azlan: Haan mom sab thik hai...main baat kar lunga usse ..vo thik ho jayegi...
Azka wahan aati hai aur apni seat pe beth jati hai…
Azlan ka breakfast ho jata hai…..
Mom: Azka jao...Azlan ko bahar tak chhod aao….
Azka: Ji main?
Mom: Haan…tum biwi ho na uski….
Azka: Ji ji….
Vo aur Azlan bahar aane lagte hain
Azlan: Kya ho gya tumhe...ab aisa bhi kya kar diya maine…
Azka: Aapko pta hai kya kiya aapne…
Azlan: nahi pta mujhe…
Azka: Aapne Mera hath pakda tha...
Azlan:.Aur tumhara hath pakadne mei kya problem hai...
Azka:...
Azlan: Azka...kya ho gya hai…
Azka: kuch nahi…
Azlan: Toh kyun preshan ho tum....vo fir se uska hath pakad leta hai aur Azka uski taraf dekhne lag jati hai...par vo uska hath nahi chhodta….
Azka: Chhod dijiye...kya ho gya hai aapko...
Azlan: mujhe kuch nahi hua...I am absolutely fine...
Azka: chhodiye Varna main aunty ko bula rahi hoon...
Azlan: bulalo...main toh mom ke saamne bhi nahi chhodunga...
Azka: Aap ye sab kyun kar rahein hai...
Azlan: main tumhe time aane pe sab samjha dunga...bas ye samajh lo...ye galat nahi hai ...Then he pats her cheek and goes from there...
Azka stills there...usko samajh nahi aata ki ho kya raha hai...Azlan Sahab ye kya kar rahe hain...she touches her cheek...is it wrong.....nahi agar galat hota toh use feel ho jata....vo toh uske husband hain na but then she thinks about their contract ...nahi ye thik nahi hai…Unhe uske sath aise behave nahi karna chahiye hai...
Azlan bhi soch raha hota hai....Azka ka shock ho jana....Use pta hai ki Azka confuse ho rahi hai...Par vo use sab kuch abhi nahi samjha sakta ....Jo ho raha hai vahi thik hai..
Raat ko Azlan jab ghar aata hai tab vo kitchen mei hoti hai Samra ke sath...after changing his clothes, Azlan wahin aa jata hai…
Azlan: Samra jao Zara mom ke paas ...dekho unhe kuch chahiye toh nahi….
Samra goes from there....Azka also tries to go but Azlan comes in her way…
Azlan: Tum kahan ja rahi ho?
Azka: Aunty ke paas hi…
Azlan: Samra gayi toh hai...tum aao Zara room me…
Azka: kyun ....kya kaam hai?
Azlan: koi kaam nahi hai..aise hi…
Azka: mujhe aunty ke paas jana hai...
Azlan: Kyun jana hai…Abhi koi jarurat nahi hai….tum bas mere sath ja rahi ho room mei abhi…
Azka: Nahi….main nahi ja rahi kahin bhi aapke sath…aunty ke paas hi jaungi…
Azlan: jao fir...main mom ke saamne tumhe bulaunga aur bol dunga tum aa nahi rahi...
Azka: kya kaam hai aapko mujhse?
Azlan uska hath pakadta hai aur sidha room mei le jata hai....then he locks the door... Azlan Azka ko dekhta hai aur samajh jata hai ki she is again nervous about the whole thing....He makes her sit on the bed and sits beside her..vo sarak jati hai thoda dur...he smiles seeing that ..
Azlan: kya hua hai tumhe?
Azka: mujhe kuch nahi hua ...jo hua hai aapko hua hai...kal raat se pta nahi kaisi kaisi batein kar rahein hai...kya kya kiye ja rahein hain...
Azlan: Maine kya kiya hai?
Azka: Aapne door kyun lock Kiya abhi….
Azlan: Tumse baat karni hai..
Azka: Toh darwaza khula rakhke ke bhi baat ki ja skti hai…
Azlan: haan ki ja skti hai...par mujhe nahi karni thi...main nahi chahta hame koi disturb karein…
Azka; Dekhein aap na mujhse aisi batein na kiya karein….
Azlan: toh fir kisse karu...apni biwi se hi karunga na….
Azka: Kya baat karne laayein hain aap yahan?
Azlan: kuch khas nahi…aise hi…
He keeps looking at her lovingly toh Azka conscious ho jati hai uske iss andaaz se…Vo uthke jaane lagti hai...toh Azlan uska hath pakad ke use dobara betha deta hai and then entwines their fingers...
Azka ko toh jaise current lag jata hai....,par vo kuch na bol pati hai aur na hi hath chhuda pati hai...vo bas sar jhukaye bethi hoti hai….usse kuch hota hi nahi hai….
Azlan usi ko dekh raha hota hai aur uski haalat samajh raha hota hai....shayad pehli baar kisi ne is tarah se Azka ko chhua hai...use bahut acha lagta hai ye sochkar...
Azlan: Azka idhar dekho…
Azka uski taraf dekhti hai toh vo puchta hai...kya hua hai…
Azka: Kuch nahi…
Azlan: toh fir chup kyun ho tum...maine toh abhi kuch kiya bhi nahi aur tum aise…
Azka looks at their entwined hands but does not speak...Azlan also notices this...he tightens his grip…
Azlan: Azka...kyun nervous ho tum itna...main husband hu tumhara....
Azka kuch bhi nahi bolti...
Azlan: Tumhe acha nahi laga mera touch karna…
Azka uski taraf dekhne lag jati hai...vo kya jawaab de ..use bura laga kya...aisa toh nahi hai...par use achha lagna chahiye kya...nahi.. Azlan Sahab uske husband hai par fir Contract marriage bhi toh hai.. use toh sab chhodke jana hai…fir ye sab kyun kar rahein hain vo ab…ye sab toh galat hi hua na….
Azlan uske face pe aate sare utaar chadav dekh rha hota hai...use pta hai Azka bahut confused hai ...but Azlan ko ye tassali ho jati hai ki Azka ko shayad bura nahi laga...
Azlan: Azka....kuch toh bolo….
Azka: Mujhe nahi pta….
Azlan smiles....acha nahi pta..vo uske thoda kareeb aa jata hai and out of reflex Azka closes her eyes...then he just looks at her face...so innocent....He just kisses her forhead and slightly moves away....Azka opens her eyes and then niche dekhne lag jati hai...Azlan usko dekhta rehta hai...then vo uska hath chhod deta hai...
Azka apni jagah pe still bethi rehti hai ...use kuch samajh nahi aata…
Azlan: Azka....chalo dinner karte hain…
She just nods without looking at him...then they went out of the room
At the time of dinner…vo kafi lost hoti hai….Azlan usi ko notice kar raha tha…
Mom: Azka…dhyan kahan hai tumhara….dinner kyun nahi kar rahi…
Azka: ji…main kar rahi hu…
She looks at Azlan and he was already looking at her curiously….she breaks the eye contact….Uske dimag mei kafi kuch chal raha tha…ye kya ho gya abhi...usne unhe roka kyun nahi...use unhe apne paas nahi aane dena chahiye tha…par sari cheejein apne aap ho rahi hai…fir bhi Usko unhe mana kar dena chahiye tha ....Pta nahi vo usse kya chahte hain...Par jo bhi hai galat hi toh hai ye…Uska Dil kuch keh raha hai aur dimaag kuch aur…par uska dil toh hmesha unke haq mei gawahi dega toh use apne dimag ki hi sunni chahiye....Hmm use unse durr rehna chahiye...yahi sahi hai...
Azka was in the mom’s room…
Aur apni situation se bachne ke liye dimag chala rahi hoti hai…Use idea aata hai…
Azka: Aunty vo main aaj aapke paas so jaun…
Mom: Mere paas…kya hua Azka….
Azka: vo na mujhe amma ki bahut yaad aa rahi thi toh maine socha aapke paas so jati hu…
Mom: beta par tum kal hi toh gayi thi apne ghar…
Azka: haan…vo toh hai…
Mom: sab thik hai na beta…
Azka: haan sab thik hai…bas mujhe yaad aa rahi thi…aapko koi aitraaz toh nahi hai na…she holds her hand….
Mom: Beta mujhe kya aitraaz hoga…tum mere paas rahogi toh…Azlan ko btaya hai tumne….
Azka: ummm….haan…maine unko bta diya tha …unhe koi aitraaz nahi hai…
Mom: Thik hai fir…mere paas hi raho..
Azka relieved feel karti hai…Wahan toh uska dimag hi kharab ho jana tha…Unhe toh pta nahi hua kya hai…kya harqatein karne lag gaye hain…Usne nahi sona wahan…unse Durr rehne mei hi bhalayi hai….
Azlan was waiting for her in the room…abhi tak aayi kyun nahi...aisa kya kaam hai ..Roz toh aa jati hai iss time tak....jaanke use intezaar karwa rahi hai...jab dekho Durr bhagti rehti hai hamesha....jab kafi deir ho jati hai toh use sabr nahi hota aur vo mom ke room mei aa jata hai…Azka wahin bethi hoti hai mom ke sath…
Azlan: Mom aapki tabiyat kaisi hai…
Mom: main toh bilkul thik hu beta…
Azlan: Achha…ok…nahi mujhe laga Azka yahin hai toh koi problem toh nahi ho gayi…
Mom: Problem…nahi…vo toh Azka mere paas so rahi hai na…toh isiliye…tumhe nahi pta tha....Azka tumne toh kaha tumne Azlan ko bta diya…
Azlan hairan ho jata hai ..…did she plan it…really?....he can’t believe this..
Azka uski taraf dekhti hai and pats herself in her mind..
Azka: Aunty maine toh btaya tha…bataya nahi balki maine puchha tha…pta nahi inhe shayad yaad nahi raha…Haina…
Azlan usko ghoor ke dekhta hai…
Azlan: haan mom…mere dimag se nikal gaya…main busy tha kaam mei jab puchha tha isne…main toh preshan ho gya tha ki kahin aapki tabiyat kharab na ho gayi ho…
Mom: Main bilkul thik hu beta…tum preshan mat ho…aur Azka toh hai hi mere sath…
Azka smiles at mom…
Azlan: ok…aap log kijiye batein fir……goodnight mom…
Mom: Good night beta…
Azlan stares at Azka once again and leaves the room…
Azka sighs and thanks the god ki all went well…Now she will be fine atleast for tonight…She can’t be with him when he is acting like this..
Azlan room mei wapas aa jata hai aur gusse mei bed pe aake beth jata hai…Azka ne jaan bhujh ke aisa kiya hai…shakal se toh itni innocent lagti hai aur planning dekhe koi iski…
Kafi deir ho gayi hoti hai aur use neend nahi aa rahi thi…he was getting frustrated…Vo itna bechain hain yahan aur vo wahan aaram se so rahi hogi…nahi aisa toh nahi hone wala....
Vo mom ke room ke paas jata hai aur bahar se hi usko msg karta hai…
Azlan: Azka bahar aao…
Azka unka message dekhke hairaan ho jati hai….akhir vo usko msg kyun kar rahe hain…
Azka: kyun? Kya hua?
Azlan: kuch nahi hua…bas bahar aao tum…
Azka: main nahi aa rahi…
Azlan: thik hai…agar tum bahar nahi aayi thodi deir mei toh main andar aa jaunga…
Azka: Aa jayein….aana hai toh…usse kya hota hai…
Azlan: Mom uth jayengi aur tum jawaab dogi fir ki tumhara husband kyun aaya hai itni raat ko tumhare paas….
Azka: haan toh aap khud aaye hain…aap hi se puchhengi....
Azlan: Main kahunga tumne bulaya tha…
Azka: Maine kab bulaya aapko…aap jhoot bolenge…
Azlan: Haan main toh yahi bolunga…
Azka: toh main aapke ye messages dikha dungi…
Azlan: dikha dena…mom tab bhi samajh jayengi jo samajhne wali baat hai…
Azka: Aapke sath na koi masla ho gya hai jo aap aisi harqatein kar rahein hain...
Azlan: haan toh…aise hi thik hu main…bahar aao jaldi…
Azka bahut frustrate hoti hai…itni planning ki usne…tab bhi koi faida nahi… aur vo bahar aa jati hai…Azlan wahin khada hota hai with a smiling face…Azka stares at him…vo uska hath pakadta hai aur sidha room mei le jata hai…
Azka: Kya kar rahe hain aap…chhode mujhe…
Azlan: aur jo tumne kiya…
Azka: maine kya kiya hai…
Azlan: Azka…
Azka: kya…mujhe ammi ki yaad aa rahi thi toh main aunty ke paas so gayi…ismei kya galat baat hai…
Azlan: Mujhe sab pta hai tumne kyun kiya ye…jhoot mat bolo…
Azka: Dekhein …aunty uth gayi aur mujhe wahan nahi dekha toh preshan ho jayengi….
Azlan: kuch nahi hota…vo samajh jayengi ki tum mere paas ho…
Azka: haan toh ye bhi achhi baat thodi hai…jaane dijiye mujhe…kya sochengi vo…
Azlan: Toh ye plan karne se pehle sochti na ki mom kya sochengi…
Azka: aap mujhe jaane dijiye…aapko batein sunani thi na toh ho gya bas…
Azlan: nahi yahin raho…kahin nahi ja rahi tum…
Azka: main kyun rahu…mujhe nahi rehna…aapki mom ke paas hu main aapko toh khush hona chahiye…
Azlan: hmm…tum ye sab planning karo and I should be happy about it….
Azka: jaane dijiye na…achha nahi lagta aise…unhe Maine khud bola tha...
Azlan: Achha baad mei chali jana fir…okay…
Azka: baad mei kyun….abhi kya dikkat hai…
Azlan: Mujhe neend nahi aa rahi…main so jaunga fir chali jana….
Azka: Toh sone ki koshish kijiye….aa jayegi neend…maine kya karna hai ismei…
Azlan: bas mere paas raho…
Azka: Main kyun rahu….main ja rahi hu…maine thodi sulana hai aapko…
Azlan: Azka...mat jao please…
Azka irritate ho jati hai…….kaisi batein karne lag gaye hain ye…Akhir chal kya raha hai...
He just lies on the bed and pats the place beside him…
Azka ko kuch samajh nahi aata toh vo jaati hai aur usse thodi dur beth jati hai…Azlan turns around and aur uske paas aa jata hai ..Azka tries to move away but he lays his head in her lap and holds her left hand…Azka ekdum se freeze ho jati hai…
Azka: Aap ye kya…please aap…vo hath chhudane ki koshish karti hai…
Azlan: hilna band karo…sone do mujhe…agar main nahi soya toh tumhe bhi nahi sone dunga…fir yahi rehna saari raat mere paas...
Azka looks at him…he has his eyes closed…use kuch samajh nahi aata…Azlan Sahab ko sach mei kuch ho gaya hai…Par use toh durr rehna tha lekin vo jitni bhi koshish kare sab bekaar....thodi deir baad....She again looks at him…He was looking so peaceful in his sleep…Azka smiles… she tries to remove her hand but even in his sleep..he tightens the hold…so she just keep sitting there and moves her fingers in his hairs….With one hand in his grasp and another in his hairs…she also closes her eyes….
In the morning…Azlan wakes up first and looks at his surroundings… then he realizes he is still lying with his head in her lap…and her hand is still in his hold…he smiles…feels very happy…Azka was here with him all night…he looks at her…Vo aise hi so gayi bethe bethe…he kisses her knuckles…she stirs because of that…she looks around and then at him…he was smiling at her…suddenly she realizes ki vo yahan hi so gayi…use toh aunty ke room mei jana tha…
Azka: Uthiye jaldi se…
Azlan hairaan ho jata hai ki isko kya ho gya abhi abhi…
Azka: Uthiye na aur hath chhodein mera aap…main yahin so gayi mujhe toh jana tha…
He leaves her hand but does not move himself…
Azlan: kahan jana tha tumne…
Azka: aunty ke paas aur kahan…
Azlan: Kuch nahi hota Azka…yahin thi na tum toh bas…
Azka: aap toh bas rehne hi dijiye…sab aapki wajah se hua hai…pta nahi aunty kya soch rahi hongi….uthiye na….
Azlan gets to the sitting position…
Azlan: kuch nahi sochengi mom…tum mere paas thi na toh kya ho gya…preshan hone ki kya baat hai…
Azka koi jawaab nahi deti aur foran bed se utarkar room se bahar bhag jaati hai…
Azlan just shakes his head seeing her behaviour… Duniya ki pehli wife hogi jisko iss baat ka tension hai ki vo raat ko apne husband ke sath thi…Only Azka has the capability of thinking this....
Azka kafi ghabrayi hoti hai,…Pta nahi aunty uske barei mei kya soch rahi hogi…Ek toh khud hi unke sath sone ka bola…aur fir vo wahan chali gayi Azlan Sahab ke paas…Kitni sharm ki baat hai…
Azka mom ke room mei jati hai…
Azka: good morning aunty…
Mom: Good Morning beta…
Azka: Aunty vo kal raat mei wahan…
Mom: Koi baat nahi…
Azka: nahi Aunty…main yahan hi thi par main baad mei..
Mom: Tumhe Azlan le gaya hoga…
Azka: Aisi baat nahi hai…Vo toh bas...
Mom: Main janti hu usko…uska mann nahi lagta tumhare bina…Mujhe toh pehle hi lag raha tha ki usne tumhe yahan sone ki permission bhi kaise dedi…
Azka: Nahi nahi…aisa kuch bhi nahi hai aunty…
Mom: Azka kyun preshan ho rahi ho…main toh bahut khush hu…tum dono mei itni mohabbat hai…mujhe pta hai Azlan tumhare bina bilkul nahi reh sakta…Allah tum dono ka joda aise hi banaye rakhe…
Azka just smiles at mom and says nothing…
Ek toh ye ajeeb si harqatein kar rahein hain aur yahan aunty ko galatfehmi ho rahi hai ki mujhse bahut mohabbat karte hain…
Azka room mei wapas aati hai aur Azlan wahin betha hua hota hai bed pe checking his phone…
Azlan: Mil liya mom se tumne…
Azka nods…
Azlan: Toh kya kaha mom ne…
Azka: kuch nahi…unhe bura nahi laga…
Azlan: maine tumhe kaha hi tha ki mom kuch nahi kehengi…tum bekaar mei preshan ho rahi thi…
Azka: Unhone kuch nahi kaha iska matlab ye nahi ki ye sahi hai…Achha thodi lagta hai aise…
Azlan: kya achha nahi lagta….mere paas hi thi na tum toh ismei kya hai… aur vaise bhi mom ko pta hai ki maine hi tumhe bulaya hoga…
Azka: Aapko kaise pta…Aunty ne mujhe ye kaha hai…
Azlan: Azka vo meri mom hain…mujhe jaanti hain aur tumhe bhi…unhe pta hai tum kabhi bhi aise nahi kar sakti aur main aisa hi karunga…
Azka: Hmm .....Unhe kafi galatfehmiyan bhi hain…
Azlan: kaunsi Galatfehmi?
Azka koi jawaab nahi deti and washroom mei chali jati hai…
Azlan just shakes his head…Pta nahi kya kya chalta hai iske dimag mei…
After the breakfast…Azlan stands up..
Mom: Azka jao beta…Azlan ke sath bahar tak…
Azka: aunty…vo inhe pasand nahi hai ye sab…toh fir…
Azlan hairani se use dekhta hai…ab ye kya kar rahi hai…
Mom: Azlan sach mei?
Azlan: Nahi toh mom…maine toh aisa kuch nahi kaha…pta nahi ise meri koi baat buri lag gayi shayad…Azka kya hua..
Azka hairan ho jati hai ye sunkar…Vo toh hamesha baat maan jate hain uski unki mom ke saamne…Ye ulta kaise bol gaye…
Mom: haan Azka…Tumhe koi baat buri lagi hai kya…
Azka: Nahi toh Aunty…aisa kuch nahi….maine hi shayad galat samajh liya…ja rahi hu main…
Azka uth jati hai and Azlan ke sath bahar aane lag jati hai…Azlan keeps smiling on his victory…
Azlan: Kamaal hai….Kuch jyada hi dimag nahi chalane lag gayi ho tum…
Azka: Aapko nahi lagta …ki aapko meri haan mei haan milani chahiye thi…pehle toh maan lete the…
Azlan: Main kyun maanu aisi koi baat…Apna nuksaan khud kyun karunga…
Azka: Achha…Nuksan…Time is money…pta hi hoga aapko toh jayein office…yahan khade khade time na waste karein..
Azlan: bilkul pta hai…par main toh time waste kar hi nahi raha…Invest kar raha hu…
Azka: invest?
Azlan: Hmm…and I am gonna get huge profit out of this…
Azka: Aap jayein bas ab….
Azlan looks her in the eyes….then on an impulse pecks her cheek…. smiles at her and leaves…
Azka shock ho jati hai…she touches her cheek…Ye aise kaise kar sakte hain….hadd ho gayi hai…itna kyun free ho rahein hain uske sath…ye sab galat hai…nahi vo ye sab bardasht nahi karegi ab….kuch bhi karte ja rahein hain..
Azlan gets free from his meetings…Its already afternoon….he thinks about Azka….he remembers the morning incident and feels happy ….Azka ki shakal dekhne layak thi…Akhir vo kya kar rahi hogi abhi…Sahi galat ka hisaab laga rahi hogi…Azka usko rok nahi pati…shayad uska dil bhi uski taraf khichne laga hai…Varna Azka usko kabhi bhi apne paas na aane deti…Azka bhi maanti hai ki vo uski biwi hai……He calls her…
Azka uski call dekhke tense ho jati hai…Kyun phone kar rahein hain usko…ab aur kya baaki hai…subah kam harqatein karke gayein hain…main utha hi nahi rahi …the ring stops…She feels relieved…but again her phone starts ringing…It is him again…so she picks up…
Azka: hello…
Azlan: Kahan thi tum….phone kyun nahi utha rahi thi…
Azka: main bahar thi…abhi aayi room mei toh aapki call dekhi…
Azlan: Achha…abhi kya kar rahi ho…
Azka: Kuch nahi…Aapne kaise phone kiya…aap toh busy hote hain na office mei…
Azlan: hmm…abhi meetings khatam ki hain kuch…so I have some time to spare before my next meeting…
Azka: Hmmm….toh btaiye…kya kaam hai aapko mujhse…
Azlan: koi kaam nahi hai…
Azka: Toh mujhe kyun phone kiya hai…
Azlan: aise hi…mujhe tumse baat karne ka mann kar raha tha…
Azka: Kyun?
Azlan: Kyun ka kya matlab…iska bhi koi reason hota hai kya…
Azka: Azlan Sahab…aap please mujhe preshan mat kijiye…aap jo subah harqat karke gaye hain na…aapko mujhe bilkul call nahi karni chahiye thi uske baad….
Azlan: tum us baat se naraaz ho…
Azka: naraaz…seriously…mera toh pta nahi kya kya hona banta hai iss baat pe…aap mujhse free kyun ho rahe hain itna…namunasib harqatein kar rahein hain aajkal…aap mujhse durr rahiye…
Azlan: maine koi bhi galat harqat nahi ki…aur durr rehne se kya matlab hai tumhara…
Azka: Aapne bahut galat harqat ki hai aur karte aa rahein hain…aapko hamara contract ye ijaajat nahi deta ki aap mere sath…samjhiye meri baat ko…aap aise toh nahi the…hua kya hai aapko…
Azlan: tum meri biwi ho…samajh rahi ho tum…toh main aisa kuch bhi karu….vo galat nahi hai kisi bhi lihaaz se…aur maine abhi toh kuch kiya hi nahi hai…aur contract ne mujhe kya permission deni hai….contract ki baat mat kiya karo mujhse… uske barei mei ham alag se baat karenge…uska iss sab se koi vasta nahi hai…
Azka: Ye jo aap aisi batein karke khud ko justify kar rahein hain na….main nahi maanti....bas mere kareeb aane ki koshish mat kiya karein…ye sab thik nahi hai…mujhe ye sab pasand nahi....
Azlan ko uska ye sab kehna bahut bura lagta hai….use gussa aane lag jata hai…
Azlan: Azka bekaar ki batein mat karo mujhse…kya chahti ho tum…main abhi ghar aa jaunga…aur fir main dekhta hu ki tum kaise durr rehti ho mujhse…aur agar tumhe mera kareeb aana itna bura lagta hai toh roka kyun nahi mujhe…kuch kaha kyun nahi…
Azka chup ho jati hai bilkul…usko koi words nahi milte…Azlan Sahab jo bhi kar rahein hain uske sath …usne roka bhi nahi …uski mohabbat use kamjor kar rahi hai unke saamne…par iska matlab ye thodi hai ki vo apni manmani karein…Kal shaam bhi aur aaj subah bhi unhone jo kiya thik toh nahi tha...
Azlan: ab kyun chup ho tum…tumhe bhi pta hai Azka ….hamare bich kuch bhi galat nahi hai…As your husband mera tum par poora haq hai aur as my wife tumhara mujh par…Samajh rahi ho tum…
Azka: hamare bich contract hai…
Azlan: hamare bich nikaah bhi hai Azka…maanta hu contract bhi hai…fir bhi tum meri wife ho officially and legally…
Azka: kuch waqt ke liye bas?
Azlan ko aur gussa aa jata hai...
Azlan: kuch waqt ke liye? …ye bhi maan liya…thik hai..toh bhi biwi ho meri…sab zayaz hai…
Azka: toh aap kehna chahte hain ki jab tak hamara rishta hai miya biwi ka…tab tak aap mere sath kuch bhi kar sakte hain…aur mujhe koi aitraaz nahi hona chahiye kyunki main toh aapki biwi hu…aapka haq hai mujhpe…aur vo aap bas apna haq istemaal kar rahein hain…
Azlan uski batein sunke surprised ho jata hai…Shayad vo galat samajh rahi hai…uska matlab ye nahi tha…
Azlan: Azka main ye nahi keh raha tha…please tum….
Azka: aap na mujhse baat hi mat kijiye ab….aur vo gusse mei phone kaat deti hai…
Azlan apna phone dekhta reh jaata hai…ye kya ho gya achanak…use thoda soch samajhne bolna chahiye tha....vo hyper kyun ho gaya itna....vo toh ye bilkul nahi keh raha tha…Azka ne toh sab galat samajh liya …ab vo kaise manayega….he immediately calls his PA to cancel his meetings for tha day and heads towards home…
Azka was very hurt by his words…itne dino se vo dono sath hain lekin itna dukh use kabhi nahi hua….vo akhir kehna kya chah rahe the…unhone use samjha kya hua hai….ab vo yahan nahi rahegi chahe use abhi apne gharwalo ko sab kuch btana padhe…vaise bhi unhe alag hi hona tha aur ab toh koi jawaaz nahi banta uska yahan rehne ka…Use Aunty se apne ghar jaane ka puchh lena chahiye…vo unhe keh degi ki vo kuch din vahin rahegi aur baad mei vo khud bta denge apni mom ko…aur vo ek baar aake yahan aunty se maafi mang legi baad mei…
Azka mom ke room mei jaati hai…
Azka: aunty vo main apne ghar ja rahi thi kuch dino ke liye…
Mom: Sab khairiyat beta…
Azka: Haan…vo bas ammi bula rahi thi…main hamesha agle din hi wapas aa jati hu…toh vo israar kar rahi thi….main chali jaun…
Mom: Haan haan beta…mujhe koi aitraaz nahi…par Azlan ko puchhlo…
Azka: Unhe main bta chuki hu…unhe koi aitraaz nahi hai…
Mom: Thik hai beta jao tum…mujhe koi aitraaz nahi...
Azka: Jii aunty…
Azka feels very emotional and hugs her....
Mom: kya hua Azka...koi baat hai kya...
Azka: nahi vo jyada din ke liye ja rahi hu na bas isiliye...
Mom: Achha ..kher se jao aur kher se wapas aao...
Azka ko bahut dukh hota hai wahan se jaate huae…use pta tha ki usko yahan se jana hai ek din par iss tarah se usne ye nahi socha tha….Azlan Sahab usse iss tarah ki baat kahenge usne kabhi nahi socha tha...aur vo wahan se apne ghar chali jati hai…
To be continued❤️❤️❤️
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