Alzia SS - Chapter 8 UPDATED Death is not the end, its a new beginning - Page 15

How dare they interrupt us ?

Iqbal and Moiz were still smirking and deepened their smirks looking at the reactions from the two of them.

"Dekho toh Bhaijaan, itne begairat ho gaye hai yeh dono, ki inko hosh hii nahi hai ki yeh Jung ka Maidaan hai, inka khwab-gah nahi !" Said Moiz evilly

Altunia was quick to respond, and slowly left Razia as he spoke walking in front of them.

"Sultan-e-Hind !" he said kneeling with down with a big smile, while Razia stared at him in horror, her jaws dropping

What is he doing ??!!

"Mirza !" she hissed out of disbelief, in a whisper

"Salaam arz hai !" he said ignoring Razia, bringing his hand in front of his face in Aadaab, and then putting both his hands down on the sand and clutching it.

"Huhh ! Humein begairat logon ka salaam, kisi gaali se kam nahi lagta hai !" said Moiz turning his face away

"Amaa begairat woh nahi hotey jo apni BEGUM ko sabke saamne choomna chahete hai" said Altunia with a smirk, while Razia's eyes popped not sure if what she heard was actually what he just said.

"Magar woh log hotey hai jinko apni chod, doosre Miyan-Biwi ki romani ko dekhne ka shawk chadta hai...jaisi kii aap !" he continued "Magar khair chodiye...Miyan-Biwi ke darmiyaan ki romani ko aap jaisa na-mard kya jaane, jo apni Begum ke saath kuch bhi nahi..." he stopped there silently laughing.

"ZALEEL !! GUSTAKH !!" screamed Moiz jumping from his horse and removing his sword, and Iqbal followed the suit.

Razia had already started to look for her sword, and just as her eyes fell on her's and Mirza's sword lying on the ground nearby, she heard two people screech. She looked around quickly at the source of the sound, but what she saw was a lot of sand and dust and then she saw Altunia hurriedly coming forwards to her. He had thrown a lot of sand in their eyes.

Before Razia could even ask, or react, he had grabbed her from the waist and kept the other hand on her back pulling her close and smashed his lips onto hers, kissing her as passionately as ever. His hand slowly moved downwards towards her waist, clutching it tightly with both his hands and pulling her closer. She was shocked and frozen, her hands were brushing through his chest. She slowly got deaf to the screeches her brothers were giving, like shes hypnotized, and automatically wrapped her hands around her husband's neck, kissing him back. Their tongues were meeting, exploring each others mouths, biting on each others lips, although all this was very passionate for her, she could not help feel a strange and sudden sort of urgency by the way his lips were moving onto hers. Like it was a mandatory kiss, and he had to do it no matter what, like it couldn't wait, like it was their...last.

She deepened the kiss, bringing her hands from his neck to cup his face. Her chest felt heavy, eyes were watery. She tried hard to stop those tears from flowing, but in vain. The moment her tears landed from her cheeks to her lips, Altunia tasted the salt water and broke the kiss in a shock. He stared at her face full of tears. His eyes were being filled with both rage and agony as he put his face forward and kissed her tears away like he always did.

They were so lost in their moments that they did not even realize that their few minutes of respite, thanks to the sand in those two morons eyes, was over. Moiz came yelling towards them with his sword directly pointing at Razia's face. The yell broke their trance but it was too late for them to pick up their swords. Altunia was very quick and caught Moiz's sword with his bare left hand, stopping the attack on his wife in the nick of time. Blood oozed out from his hand as Razia watched in horror and quickly reacted by running to pick both their swords up, throwing Altunia's to him. He caught it with his right hand and kicked Moiz on his chest making him fall on his back. Iqbal had not moved from his place until now when Moiz fell on the ground. He quickly sent a group of army towards the duo and ran to Moiz's rescue.

Altunia's rage had returned and was at its peak, because of two reasons, one of them once again was the thought of Razia not listening to him and coming to Delhi to fight the battle with him and second was the deep disgust and hatred he felt towards Moiz at the moment, thinking that this evil man had not changed a bit, he still was the same, having no regard for rules, attacking people either from the behind or when they have no weapons in their hands at all. He did not get the time to express his rage to Razia as they both had become very busy fighting the army who seemed trained, unlike those they had fought earlier.

Few meters away, the evil ones had their conversation.

"Chodenge nahi hum unko" Moiz roared rubbing the area where Altunia had kicked him.

"Moiz bhai aap..." said Iqbal but Moiz cut him off in between

"Humne jin peshewar qaatilon ka intezaam karne ke liye bola tha kya aapne woh kiya ?" he asked

Iqbal nodded his head, scared of Moiz's anger. Iqbal did not hold any personal grudges against Razia and Altunia, but siding with the more powerful person made more sense to him. He ruled Multan now, and not siding with Moiz would mean that Multan would most likely be crushed by the mighty army of Delhi.

Moiz looked upon the duo fighting with bloodshot eyes. As difficult as the battle might seem for both of them, they still managed to defeat whoever came in their way.

"Inko harana ho toh inko sirf alag karna kaafi nahi hoga, inki rooh ko bhi zakhmi karna hoga, inki himmat ko todna hoga. Razia jazbaati hai, ek baar iss Altunia ko ussey alag karde toh jab unki rooh ko hum zakhmi karenge toh usko sambhalne wala koi nahi hoga" Moiz said confidently with gritted teeth.

Iqbal looked at him with confusion and a frown "Magar aap aisa kya karne wale hai ?"

"Ab zyada intezaar nahi karna padega tum dekhte jaao, inko thoda thakk jaane do pehle" he replied with an evil smirk, still rubbing his painful abdomen.

Razia could hear Altunia's wrath amid the gruesome battle going on. His roar, his swift and angry moves with the sword, his brutal way of killing the soldiers off, made her frown and yell while fighting, "Aap kar kya rahe hai Mirza ? Kis baat ka itna gussa phir chad gaya ?"

"Yeh aap pooch rahi hai ?" he roared back at her without wasting a second. "Aapke haath mein shamsheer nahi thi, aur aa raha tha aapka namard bhai aapko jaan se maarne ke liye. Hamari baat sunni hoti toh inn sabki naubat hii nahi aati. Kyun aayi aap yahan ?"

She was shocked "Arrey ! Aap phir uss baat ko lekar baith gaye, abhi abhi toh saath jeene aur marne ke badey kasmein vaadein kar rahe thay !" she yelled.

"Haan woh haalaat ke maare jazbaati ho gaye thay thode waqt ke liye, magar ab nahi. Humein aapko kaal-kothri mein bandh karke ek bada taala lagwa dena chahiye tha" he yelled back, slashing the neck of another one, quite brutally in frustration.

Razia faked a laugh "Kaal kothri mein bandh ? Arrey aapne najaane kya kya nahi kiya Subedaar Sahab...yaad nahi hai woh din...baandhiyon ka sahara lekar ...chee !!" she made a disgusted face and then continued "magar aap daal daal toh hum paat paat"

Altunia turned his head to stare at her for sometime and shook his head in disbelief and continued to fight, "Accha ! Toh yeh baat hai" he smirked a bit, "Matlab aaj bhi aapko apne Shauhar par aetbaar nahi hai" he taunted

"Aetbaar ki baat aap naa karey toh behtar hoga, agar hum wahan par waqt pe nahi aate toh najaane aap uss baandhi ke saath..." she hissed making a disgusting face again.

Altunia could take it no more and and turned around. He caught her arm and forced her to face him, digging his nails deep inside, while he slashed the neck of the soldier she was fighting with, with one swift flick. The remaining group, all at once, came to attack them, and with one loud clang, without even looking at them and keeping his eyes intensely focused on Razia, he stopped all their swords right above their heads. Razia was horrified and shocked as she looked up at the roof of swords, that were on a standstill mode because of her husband's sword and firm grip, and if he lost his grip even by an inch, there would be a deadly wrath of swords on both of them.

"Sahi farmaaya aapne" he said dangerously, while Razia looked back at him as he spoke. "Najaane hum kya kar baithte agar AAP nahi aayi hoti toh. Magar dheet toh hum bhi hai, agar aap nahi aati toh hum aapko uthakar lekar aate, sabke saamne se, ab itna toh aap jaanti hogi humein." his tone had become seductive again.

Razia just stared at him trying to hide her smirk.

Altunia noticed this and continued "Aur aapko acchi tarah se pata hai kii hum aisa ghatiya kaam kabhie nahi kartey, phir bhi apni zidd ko sahi sabbit karne ke liye apne Shauhar pe aise ilzaam lagayengi. Khair accha hua jo aapne uss din aisi zidd pakad lii, warna uss din se zyada humein hamam mein itna accha kabhie nahi laga tha." He finished with a shameless and seductive smirk as he jerked all the swords back, making them all fall.

Razia blushed deeply and quickly moved away from him, turning her face and began fighting with a heavy and shy smile on her face reminiscing that day. Altunia stared at her with a grin for a few seconds and followed the suit.

FLASHBACK TWO MONTHS AGO

The Palace of The Subedaar of Bhatinda

The atmosphere was tense, the servants were walking on tip-toe and talking in hushed whispers to each other. Their Subedar and his Begum Sahiba had got into an ugly fight which ended on a bitter note just a few minutes ago. Though they argued behind the closed doors of their royal bedroom, their yells and angry exchange of words were clearly audible to all those who were standing or passing by outside the doors. And it did not take time for the news to spread.

"Accha ? Toh hum bhi dekhte hai kaise aayengi aap. Humne keh diya toh bas keh diya, Aap Dilli nahi aayengi hamare saath" was the last roar of Malik Altunia before he opened the doors and stormed outside. And what followed was the loud clinks and clangs of stuff being thrown around and broken on the floor inside the bedroom.

Razia sat on the edge of her bed, breathing heavily, furious. "Samajhte kya hai apne aap ko ?" she said through her gritted teeth.

"Unki baat galat nahi hai Shehzaadi" Razia looked up in surprise and saw Fatima standing a few meters away from her, holding a tray of jug and glass. Razia threw bloodshot eyes at her but remained quiet.

Fatima walked up to her keeping the tray on the table besides her and continued while removing the rose sherbet in the glass from the jug, "Moiz ki nazrein sirf aur sirf aap par hai Shehzaadi, aap wahan jaayegi toh aapki jaan ko bohot khatra ho sakta hai."

Razia threw an angry look at her again and spoke up "Accha toh hamari hii Sultanat ko wapas paane ke liye humein hii jaane ki ijazat nahi hai ? Yeh kahan ki samajhdaari hui Fatima ? Hum toh jaane wale hai bas ! Ab chahe humarey raaste mein Mirza aaye, ya koi aandhi ya toofan, humein rokne ka kisi ko koi haq nahi."

"Mirza ki nazar se dekhiye Shehzaadi" said Fatima calmly, trying to reason with her, "Jaan hai aap unki. Ab aise mein woh kaise apni jaan ko jung mein qurbaan hone de ?"

Razia frowned at her "Hum dekh rahe hai Fatima, aajkal humse zyada aap Mirza ki wafadaar hoti jaa rahi hai."

"Toh ismein kya galat hai Shehzaadi" smiled Fatima, holding out the glass of sherbet to her, "Aap dono alag thodi na hai."

Razia pushed the glass back to Fatima "Nahi chahiye humein !" she said irritably.

Quite a few meters away... In his Royal Hamam

His hands were sideways and his head resting backwards on the edge of the pool in his hamam. His eyes were shut. The curtains were open and sunlight was allowed inside his hamam, just the way he liked it, and it gave a divine shine to the water droplets on his hands. Around two hours back, he was filled with rage. He didn't even remember the last time he spoke like this to her, in this tone. He kept breathing slowly and heavily, body dipped in water, to calm him down. But this time, that didn't help much, infact the thinking session mixed his rage with pain. Pain that he had just hurt her. But he was not wrong ! Her demand was. How can he let her come with him to the battlefield ? He had tasted already once, what it felt like to lose her. There was no way he was going to go through that again.

Manana toh padega Mirza ! he thought with a sigh, knowing this wasn't going to be easy at all, infact it was going to be much more difficult than convincing her for the Nikah.

"Aapko jo karna hai kar leejiye. Jaan le leejiye hamari, hum bhi dekhte hai kaise rokenge humein aap." her challenging roar rang in his ears. Her red angry face kept flashing in front of his eyes. He quickly came forward and submerged himself completely in the water. It wasn't just rage anymore, it wasn't just agony anymore, there was more to it, a sharp pang that he always felt whenever he saw her angry like this, a pang of...desire. He got his head out of the water, breathing heavily and understood why the water wasn't doing its work today. He understood what he needed to sooth him from the rage, from the agony and from the desire.

"Abhi tak yahan pe ho ?" came a disapproving voice.

Altunia's trance was broken and he quickly turned around.

"Hamam mein doob marne ka iraada hai kya Miyan ?" said Zaroon

"Tumhari bhabhijaan ka misaaj ab kaisa hai ?" he asked ignoring Zaroon's pointless questions.

"Yeh tum pooch rahe ho ? Miyaan woh aag ugal rahi hai ! Arrey aise baat karne ki kya zarurat thi tumhe ? Aaj itne dino...nahiii SAALON baad apna aapa kho diya unpe. Ab khaane peene se mana kar rahi hai woh ! Jalebiyon ko bhi utha ke phek diya unhone !" scolded Zaroon.

Altunia gave an evil smirk. "Isse acchi baat toh ho hii nahi sakti."

"Kya ?" Zaroon said in disbelief, "Kya kaha tumne Miyan ?" not sure if he had heard right.

"Amaa Zaroon Miyan !" sighed Altunia "Hamari Mohtarma kis misaaj mein sabse haseen dikhti hai, yeh tum hamari nazariye se dekhoge toh jaanoge !"

Zaroon was irritated "Miyan nazariye ki baat chodo ! Chalo ab unko manao !"

"Zaroor ! Unhe yahan bula kar lao." Altunia said automatically without looking at him.

"UFFF Miyaaan !! Woh yahan nahi aayengi ! Tumse behtar unke gusse ko kaun jaanta hai ?" Ab waqt barbaad mat karo ! Chalo ! Jaldi jaao ab unke paas !"

Altunia looked up at him with bloodshot eyes, feeling the rage and desire increasing, and the stupidity of his friend simply added more to his irritation. He tried to keep his voice as calm as possible "Hum jaante hai woh yahan aise nahi aayegi, unhe lekar aana padega, unki baandhi ko yahan bulakar laao !"

"Miyaan ! Fatima bhi nahi lekar aa payegi unhe" said Zaroon

Zaroon stared at his friend with his jaws open, in utter disbelief and disgust. What was wrong with him ? This was NOT the Mirza he knew from the past so many years.

"Miyaan..." he started off very slowly and softly and then almost yelled "TUM PAGAL TOH NAHI HO GAYE ?? Aisi saza dene wale ho unko ?? Arrey sharam..."

"Zaroon Miyaan !!" roared Altunia "Tumhara kuch nahi ho sakta ! Mohtarma toh aisa sochengi zaroor, magar tum bhi ??"

Zaroon stared at him for a while. His friend's frustrated and bloodshot but honest eyes gave him his answers.

"Miyaan aakhir tumhara mansooba kya hai ? Bhabhijaan iss mahal ko aag laga dengi, phir agar tum zinda bachte ho, toh manane ki sochna unko."

Altunia felt the fire blazing inside him "Unki ishq ki aag mein hum har lamha jal ke raakh ho gaye, saasein ho chahe khatam, par hota intezaar nahi" he closed his eyes and smirked seductively "Jo kaha hai woh karo...jaldi !!"

Back in their Khwab-gah

Razia threw a raging look at Zaroon and Fatima.

"Humein bewakoof samjha hai ? Yeh hogi unki koi chaal humein majboor karne ke liye, Mirza haqeeqat mein aisa nahi kar sakte."

"Hum sach keh rahe hai Bhabhijaan ! Aap khudi jakar dekh leejiye aur unhe rokiye !" Pleaded Zaroon.

"Haan Shehzaadi, aap jaake sab suljha deejiye issey pehle gusse mein aakar Mirza kuch galat kar baithe" said Fatima.

"Gusse mein toh hum bhi hai...toh aisi besharmi karna laazmi hai kya ?" Razia said scornfully.

Before she could talk more, she heard the giggles of a few ladies outside.

"Kis baat ki khee khee ho rahi hai bahar ?" Razia hissed to herself and walked closer towards the sound of giggles.

Fatima and Zaroon exchanged smirks.

"Haaye ! Subedaar Sahab ne Rehana ko bulaya hai hamam mein ! Najaane hamare bhaag aise kab khulenge !" said one baandhi.

"Wohi toh ! Kabhie humpe bhi zaalim apni nazrein inayat kar de !" giggled the other one dreamily.

"Tum logon ko kaam nahi hai ?" roared Razia, making them jump. They quickly turned and bowed their heads in adaab. "Muaafi Begum Sahiba !"

"Agli baar hamarey Shauhar ka naam bhi apni gandi zubaan se liya toh humse bura koi nahi hoga !" she warned them in a deadly tone. They bowed their heads again and scurried off. She clenched her fists tight and breathed heavily. Rage shot up within her in ways that no one would be spared by her wrath if they dared to cross her. She marched towards her husband's royal hamam. She burst open the doors of the hamam and shot a deadly glare first at the baandhi with the hamam stuff in her hands, ready to scrub him and then shot daggers with her eyes at her husband.

Altunia stared at her for sometime, keeping his face as expressionless as possible and then turned his back on her.

"HIMMAT KAISE HUYI TUMHARI ! GUSTAKH !" she roared at the baandhi storming in her direction with her hand raised, ready to slap her.

The baandhi shivered, wobbled and went backwards "Gustakhi mu...muaaf ho Begum Sahiba, humein yahan Subedaar Sahab ne bulaya tha."

Razia stopped her hand midway, still glaring at the baandhi. What she said was right. How was this her fault ? It was her husband's fault. She had no choice but to obey.

"Nikal jaao hamari nazron ke saamne se" Razia hissed at her. "JAAO !" she yelled.

She shivered again, kept the hamam stuff on the small table and bowed her head and ran out quickly.

"Darwaaze ko acchi tarah se bandh karo !" Raziz yelled after her.

Altunia heard this entire conversation with his bare back turned and eyes closed, as though trying to absorb every rage filled word spoken by his wife. Her jealousy made him immensely happy from inside but at the same time he felt his own rage and desire for her shooting up, reaching its peak.

She will have to bear this desire and rage, and extinguish the fire within me today, no matter what.

Precap - The Hamam romance 😉

Extremely sorry for the late update guys. Hope you guys liked this chapter, it was planned at the very last moment so I apologize if it wasn't upto the mark. The next chapter will be the last of their romance as I desperately want to start the war equations. Apologies for the spelling and grammatical errors