AsYa FF 'My Wicked Fate' [Part 6: Pg 101(Finally AsYa met)] :D - Page 25

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Part 3a:


Next Day, 9 o'clock in the morning.

Ghaffur was pacing in his office cabin, waiting impatiently for Vikram to arrive. He had a feeling that in this meeting with Vikram he would get what he was seeking from a long time now.
He heard a knock on his cabin door and urgently voiced "Come in". Vikram entered his cabin with an envelope in his hands and a confindent smile plastered on his face. Ghaffur stared at the envelope and then moved his gaze at Vikram's face. He already was curious to know what was hidden from his sight in that pure white envelope.

He gestured Vikram to have a seat and seated himself on his black revolving cabin chair. He leaned back in his chair and asked "What are you so confident about?"
Vikram's smile widened as he replied "Your Fate and your Future."
Ghaffur frowned, "What do you mean?"
Vikram chuckled and said "Sir, I am 100% sure that from now onwards you would be able to live the life you wanted to live all these years."
Ghaffur's frown subsided amd he asked "You are not joking, are you?"
"Absolutely not, Sir!" Vikram replied in a serious tone and slided the envelope on the table towards Ghaffur. "Here, you can see it by yourself."
Ghaffur grabbed the envelope and opened it hurriedly. What he discovered, shocked him to the coreas well as gave him immense relief. This was exactly what he needed.

He took out all the photographs from the envelope and went through them. In those pictures Razia was having sex with an adult man.
For any other husband it would've been the worst thing to see his wife with another man but for him, it was the happiest moment of his life because he was going to use those pictures as a key to his freedom. He would file a divorce case against Razia, reason would be her sex affairs and those photographs would act as an evidence of her sex relations. 'Now, she would have to sign the papers' thought Ghaffur gladly.

He looked up at Vikram's face with his sparkling eyes. By looking in his eyes, Vikram could clearly tell that he was very happy. "You've done a great job, Vikram!" He appreciated.
"Thankyou" Vikram replied while giving him an 'I-told-you-so' look. Ghaffur chuckled.
"Sir, I captured these pictures the very last night and when you called me up on my cell phone, I was driving back towards my home from Meena Patel's brothel where you wife regularly goes." Vikram informed.
Ghaffur was listening intently to each detail and now he understood why Razia was sounding a little dizzy on the phone last night.

"Thankyou very much for your efforts Vikram." Ghaffur thanked him sincerely.
"My pleasure, Sir. So, where is my return gift?" Vikram asked playfully.
Ghaffur nodded knowingly. "Yes, yes ofcourse. Today you deserve a return gift my boy, I will transfer the promised amount of money into your bank account."
"Okay" Vikram said.
Both of them stood up, shook hands and Vikram left afterwards.

As he left, Ghaffur sat back on his chair and called his lawyer. He informed him about the photographs and his lawyer assured him that the photographs were more than enough to make Razia sign on the divorce papers. Ghaffur got fully satisfied after listening to his words and asked him to get the divorce papers ready until tomorrow.
As the call ended, Ghaffur leaned back in his chair and laughed devilishly.

He returned home around 8 o'clock pm and was greeted by a sight which was not at all new for his eyes.
Razia was scolding Zoya for breaking a decoration piece and Zoya was standing in front of her with her head bowed down.
"Why were you running and playing in the living room? Is this a play ground for you or what?" Razia yelled at Zoya.
"Sorry Ammi, It was really unintentional." Zoya justified her act hesitantly.
"Do you have any idea how expensive that Vase was?" Razia glared at her.
Zoya opened her mouth to apologize once again but before she could voice her apology, Razia interrupted her by saying "Don't speak another word, just go to your room." Razia ordered her firmly.

Zoya obediently walked past her to go to her room when she heard her ammi blabbering "Sahi kehte hain is ke Abbu, Yeh hai hi manhoos."
As the words sank in, Zoya started running towards her room, it was getting difficult for her to stop her tears now and she didn't want to cry in front of her insensitive and mean parent.
She entered her room, locked the door and buried her face in her pillow to cry her heart out. She didn't want anyone to hear her sobs, she wants them to believe that she's a strong girl so that no one could call her a 'bechari'. It was not a new thing for her to cry like this in her room, she always did this when her parents scolded her.
The thing she never understood was 'why her parents are not like her friend's parents?'

New character: 'Tanveer Qureshi'
Tanveer is Zoya's class fellow and her best friend. She was living with her chachu and chachi because her parents lives in a village and has sent her to the city for studying.

Zoya remembered the time when she told Tanveer about her parents ruthless behavior.

*Flash back* a few months before:

It was the first day of Zoya's 6th class. Zoya was going to enter her school gates when she noticed her class fellow 'Tanveer' standing out of the school gates with her parents. Zoya stopped in her tracks and observed the trio, Tanveer's parents were hugging and kissing her while wishing her best of luck for the new class. On the other hand Tanveer was making annoyed faces, She looked totally embarrased at her parents act.
A lone tear slipped from Zoya's eye. She always craved for that love and care.
"Stop it you two, I'm not a kid anymore." Tanveer said annoyedly and her parents finally decided to leave. They hugged their daughter for the last time and strode away. Tanveer was about to enter the gate when she noticed Zoya
standing still like a statue at a distance, lost in her thoughts. She neared her and saw a dry tear on her right cheek.

She placed her hand on Zoya's shoulder and asked softly "Hey, what happened?"
Zoya came out of her thoughts and wiped her cheek immediately. "Uhh.. nothing Tanveer." She said.
Both entered their school when Zoya spoke "You are very lucky Tanveer." Tanveer turned her face towards Zoya and frowned. "Really? I didn't know."
"I am not joking, Tanveer!" Zoya stated. "You've such a loving parents who loves you, cares for you and-"
Tanveer didn't let her complete and spoke "Everyone has parents, Zoya! whats there to be so lucky if I also have them? Infact you also have both of your parents, I don't get your point." Tanveer was confused now.
"I have parents but they..they don't love me." Zoya spoke as one more tear slipped down her cheek.
"What rubbish Zoya? There's nothing like that. Sometimes I also feel like my parents doesn't love me but you just saw how much they care for me. Right?" Tanveer voiced her thoughts.
Zoya once again wiped her cheeks and said "Do your parents treats you like you doesn't exists or don't have any feelings?"
"No!" Tanveer answered.
"My parents do." Tanveer gasped and before she could say something, Zoya increased her speed and left Tanveer behind.

*Flash back ends*

More tears escaped from Zoya's eyes as she remembered all the times when she saw her friends interacting with their parents. She always craved for that parental love which no other person could give her, Not even her Any Ma.
'Ya Allah! what have I done to deserve this?' She asked Allah for the umpteenth time and fell asleep while crying on her bed.

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Part 3b:

The moment Zoya strode away to her room, Ghaffur walked ahead from the main door. When Razia noticed him coming in, He changed his expressions from calm to angry so that Razia could deduce he was angry. "Cone to my room right this instance." He ordered her in a fake angry tone. She followed him into his room with a frown on her face while she thought 'Why is he so angry?'.
He stood in front of his bed and turned around to face Razia. "Close the door!" He demanded.
This added upto Razia's confusion, She did as he said and stood in front of him, looking at him with confused, annoyed and questioning eyes.

He took out the photographs from the envelope and held one of them right in front of her eyes. He noticed her eyes growing wide and her expressions changing from annoyed to abashed. she was aghast to see those photographs in her husbands hands.
"What the hell is this?" He growled.
Razia just bowed her head down and didn't uttered a single word to justify herself. She knew there was no point in giving any false explaination, she can deduce by the look of his face that he would not believe any of her lie.

When he got no answer from Razia, He decided to directly come to the point. "Main tumhe talaaq deta hoon" He stated and then frowned when Razia again didn't responded at all. It seemed like she was lost in her thoughts.
Razia didn't look up, She very well knew this was going to come her way.
She was aware of the fact that he wanted to get rid of her and Zoya. She remembered the first time he asked her to sign on the divorce papers, a few years back but at that time she clearly refused to concede. She knew he can't legally make her sign the papers until he has any worthy and sensible reason to file for divorce.
This was the second time he was mentioning about the divorce matter in front of her and this time he had a valid reason for it along with a strong evidence 'photographs'.

She knew that if she refused this time then he could drag her to the court and according to the law she would've to sign the papers then. So, 'her refusal would be of no use.' Thought Razia.
After staring at her face for about 2-3 minutes and waiting for her to speak up, Ghaffur finally decided to break her chain of thoughts. "Tomorrow my lawyer would bring the divorce papers and you would have to sign them." He told her decisively.
"I will sign them" She said, Her voice came out as a whisper.

Razia exited the room swiftly and he was amused to hear that from her mouth. He had thought that it would be a little tough make her agree for the divorce but actually it was not! It made him delightful.
He smirked when he remembered the plan he had made to teach Zoya a lesson for ruining his life. He was glad that tomorrow he could finally use that plan. "Be ready my little bitch" He said and laughed murderously.

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Asad, Zeenat and Dilshad were having their breakfast in the kitchen when Dilshad spoke "Zeenat! Do you remember your Abbu's cousin 'Shabnam Khala' who visited us a few months back?"
"Yes Ammi, why are you asking?"Zeenat asked.
"Umm..actually she has sent her son Farhan's proposal for you." Dilshad informed.
The bite, Zeenat was about to put in her mouth, fell from her hands, right back in the plate. She was clearly dumbfounded whereas Asad happily looked up at Dilshad's face with a glint in his eyes. Farhan was like his elder brother and he was over-joyed at the thought of his Farhan Bhayi marrying his aapi.

Dilshad stared at Zeenat's face, waiting for her to give a response but Zeenat did nothing and sat in the same position like a statue. Dilshad continued "I know Farhan from his childhood and am sure that he would proove himself to be a great husband beta! Hence I accepted the proposal and they are coming here tomorrow."
This was the second shock for Zeenat. She realized that she need to speak something or else her Ammi would think that she has no problem regarding this marriage issue.
"But Ammi, you should've asked me before accepting the proposal." She managed to speak.
"Beta! I am your mother and I very well know what is good for you and what is not. Do you have any objection ragarding my decision?" Dilshad asked.
"Ammi! The thing is that I.. I dont.. I am not ready for marriage yet." She tried to reason with her mother while searching for the right words.

"Zeenat! Calm down beta, You are saying this because it's all new for you, every girl reacts the same way on their first marriage proposal, as you did. But trust me meri jaan there's nothing to worry about. I assure you that Farhan is the best you can get, He's a very nice person, I know him inside out and he's no less than my son."
"But Ammi.." She fell quiet as she realized that she had no point to argue anymore and obviously she can't mention anything about Anwar to her Ammi.

Dilshad sensed her discomfort and got up to embrace her in a hug so that she could relax up a bit. "Abhi shadi mein toh bohot waqt hai beta, Shabnam bata rahi thi ke Farhan apnay liye koi achi si job dhoond raha hai or usse kuch mahine lag jaye gay settle honay mein. Tumhari shadi us ke baad hi hogi, They are coming tomorrow just to discuss some matters, ab toh koi problem nhi hai na?" Spoke Dilshad.
Zeenat tried to smile. Asad was listening to all the conversation silently. "At what time they are coming? and is Farhan Bhayi also coming with Khala?" He asked excietedly.
"Yes! He's also coming and they would be here in the afternoon, In Sha Allah." Dilshad answered while smiling at her son.

"A..ammi?" Zeenat called out.
"Yes beta?"
"Um..Can I go to Nikhat's place today?" She asked hopefully.
"Why not, beta!" Dilshad said lovingly and turned towards Asad "Asad! Jao aapi ko Nikhat aapi ke ghar chor aao." Dishad ordered. Before Asad could reply, Zeenat spoke "Nahi!..uhh Ammi is ki koi zaroorat nhi hai. Main khud chali jaun gi, Nikhat ka ghar konsa door hai or waisay bhi Asad ka bohot sara homework rehta hai kerne wala, Us ka time waste hoga."
"Okay!" Dilshad shrugged and proudly looked over at her daughter, She knew that Zeenat would obediently agree for the marriage and respect her mother's decision. Zeenat's acceptance really made her feel proud of her upbringing.

'Look Rashid! Today I have been successful in upbringing our children and make them what you wanted them to be, 'Obedient'. Dilshad thought with her eyes closed. A lone tear escaped from her eye and she quickly wiped it off.

An hour later...

Zeenat and Anwar were sitting on the grass in a public park. Zeenat was resting her head on Anwar's shoulder and was crying silently while clutching his arm tightly with both her hands. She was feeling very insecure.
Anwar was very confused by her behavior, she was sitting like that from the last 10 minutes but was not telling him anything. He tried once again. "Jaan mujhe batao toh sahi ke hua kya hai?"
"*sniff* Ammi ne mera rishta pakka ker dia hai." Anwar closed his eyes as he heard that.
He knew from the beginning of their relation that one day this would come their way and now they have to face it. He opened his eyes and noticed that now Zeenat was staring at his face helplessly.

"Zeen! the time has come that you choose one of us." He said while avoiding any eye contact.
"Us?" Zeenat asked confusedly. "Yes! you have to choose between your family and your love."
Zeenat gasped as she heard him say that. "Anwar! you know I can't live without you."
He turned his face towards her and looked deep into her eyes "Bhaag chalo phir mere saath." He said pleadingly with his misty eyes.

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