ye unki haya thi jo vo keh na sake,

magar ye unki bewakoofi thi jo unhe vo samajh na sake

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Sitting on the big leather chair, Yazan was going through some important files when a knock disturbed him

Hearing a faint come in the person on the other side of the door entered, taking Yazan's attention

"Assalamualaykum Yazan" the man greeted, in hope of starting a peaceful conversation knowing the consequences of his nephew's anger issues

(Assalamualaykum: greeting in Muslims)

"Walaikumassalam chachu, and this better be important" Yazan muttered the last part under his breath

(Reply to Assalamualaykum)

"Beta, mai tumhara samay zaya nahi karunga, lekin log tumhare iss faisle se bohot nakhush hain" Jafer spoke dodging his actions

(Child I won't waste your time but people are really unhappy with this decision of yours)

"Konsa faisla?" Yazan drew his eyebrows close in confusion

(Which decision?)

"Uss larki ko apne saath mei rakhne ka" he mentioned and saw Yazan's expressions hardening

(Keeping that girl with you)

"Tou?" He spoke reigning his anger almost near to a burst out

(So?)

"Tum aise kisi bhi larki ko bina uska mehram hue saath nahi rakh sakte, agar tumhe rakhna hai tou usse nikkah karna parega" Jafer pointed out the view of people

(You can't keep any girl like this without being her mehram, if you have keep her with you, you will have to marry her)

Yazan pinched the bridge of his nose, frowimg in despair "aap keh rahe hain mujhe uss larki se nikkah karna parega? Use apni biwi banana parega?"

(You're saying that I would have to marry that girl? Make her my wife??)

"Haan, aise hum kisi ko bhi nahi rakh sakte"

(Yes, we can't just keep her like this)

"Chalein nikkah ki taiyyari karein use mai aise nahi chorunga" Yazan spoke with a sly smirk playing on his lips and made his way out of his office, the files long forgotten, on the way to the Alif villa

(Let's go, make arrangements for the wedding, I'm not leaving her this easily)

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"Beta thora sa kha lein" Gul, Yazan's chachi spoke holding a spoon full of porridge to Haya's lips at which she made a face and turned her head

(Child, eat a little

No matter how bad her family was, she was innocent, was to be hidden from the world,

safely.

She was burning in fever since the moment she became conscious yesterday and no one noticed, today when some maids came to check up on her they felt her high temperature and immediately called Gul, since Yazan wasn't there at the moment

They changed her clothes, into some comfortable pyjamas and called the doctor who prescribed her some medicines and told to take strict bed rest

Since then, the morning, Gul was here, taking care of Haya who wasn't even uttering a word, let alone cry or any kind of voice

Just motionless.

It was when, she held out a spoon and Haya made a face clearly showing her displeasure in the meal, tears brimming at the edge of her red eyes, ready to spill out any time

"Thora sa bas...please?" Gul pleaded and again held out the spoon for her who just stared at her with her amber eyes filled with water, just like a glass full of water up to the brim ready to spill out

(Just a little bit..please?)

She just stared and Gul took it as her denial and moved towards the maid

"Inhe bhookh lage to bata dein hume hum aajayenge"

She said eyeing her bandaged arms, legs and forehead with pity on her face, clearly mad at Yazan

(If she gets hungry, tell me I'll come amd feed her)

It was when Gul was about to go out of the room, she heard a sniff, then a sob and then body wrecking sobs

Turning around she saw Haya crying with her hands covering her face, Haya who thought she was gone cried remembering her late mother who she never even saw

She was just a stranger right? Who her nephew bought to take revenge?

Then why was she so caring towards her?

She herself didnt knew the answer to this

Moving to the side and hiding her tear filled face in her chest, one hand on her head and the other on her back, soothing her down

The first time, she was in somebody's embrace where she felt comfortable

Ten minutes passed away like this and Haya finally calmed down, Gul filled the glass with water and held it against her lips as she drank the whole glass of water

"Bhookh lagi hai bachche?" Gul voiced out as she saw nodding in no

(Are you hungry Child?)

She sighed agreeing but Haya had to take her medicines and for that she had to eat

Just as someone knew Gul was in need of them, Yazan entered and saw Haya on the bed covered with the quilt and bandages on her arms, legs and forehead

"Yazan? Aap kab aaye?" Gul asked, her anger towards him forgotten

(Yazan? When did you come?)

"Bas abhi chachi, vaise..aap, mere or apni hone wali bahu ke nikkah ki taiyyari shuru karein" He spoke as he saw Haya's eyes widening but she just kept her focused on the beige silk sheets, frowning in the process

(Just right now aunty, well..you should start preparing for my and your daughter in laws wedding)

"Yaz-" Gul's eyes widened as she heard him say that

He sighed softly before signaling the maids to leave the room and held Gul's hand in his and spoke, eyes focused on the lady sitting on the bed staring at the sheets as if they were the most attractive things ever

"Mai Haya se mohabbat karta hu, or usse nikkah karke apne saath rakhna chahta hu, hamesha ke liye" he spoke, the sincerity sparkling in his raven orbs with his eyes still focused on her

(I love Haya aunty, I want to marry her and keep her with me)

"Per tum to Haya ko yahan kaid mei rakhne laaye the..phir kaise?" Gul questioned clearly confused with what was going on

(But you bought her to keep her in your lock..then?)

"Chachi mai Haya ko bohot chahta hun, mai use khush rakhunga"

He spoke to the only mother like figure present in his life, after his own mother left him

(I really like Haya, I will keep her happy)

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Just like a crumpled leaf? Her life was also getting crumpled under the weight of this sin she never even knew about her elders had committed

"Yazan....mai, mai aati hun, tum Haya ko ye khichdi khila do tab tak" Gul spoke and went out of the room closing the door behind her

(Yazan..I'm just coming you feed Haya till then)

"Malika-e-jahan? Dekhein na ab to hamara nikkah ho rha hai khush ho jayein, muskurayein thoda" he spoke with a note the sarcasm tone and saw Haya clenching the bedsheet in her hands

(See, now we are getting married, get happy, smile a bit)

He laughed, a laugh, an evil one

"Tum abhi nahi bataogi tumhare bhaijaan or baba ki kartooton ka to mai khud pata laga lunga, sab bataogi tum, mai nikalwaunga, apne tareekon se"

(You won't tell me about thr bad deeds your father and brother have done right? I'll take care of that myself)

He sat down beside her and held the spoon to her lips, for which out of fear she opened her mouth and gulped down the tasteless thing

She hated khichdi!

"Aur hume maaf bhi karein, kal ke liye, chot? Vo nahi lagi hogi aapko itna pathhar dil hai aapka akhir" Yazan again taunted her finishing feeding her and wiped her lips with a napkin

(And forgive for me for yesterday, wound? That wouldn't have hurt you at all, after all you have a stone heart)

"Pathhar dil? Vo tou aap bhi jaante honge Alif sahab, logo ki zindagi se khelna aapka pasandeeda khail jo ban gaya hai" she seethed staring at him right in the eyes

(Stone heart? You should be very well introduced to it Alif Sir, after all playing with peoples life is your favorite game now)

He turned around and looked at her craning his head sideways to have a better view of her heart face

"Ye zaban bhi band kara denge aapki Haya Sultan, kal..taiyyar rahiyega!"

(We will shut this mouth too Haya Sultan, tomorrow..be ready!)

Slamming the door shut and made his way out of the room leaving a yet again a broken heart inside, leaving his heart inside

for his hate was superior than his love, he let her keep it safe with her, in her

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Always repeat-

Love yourself!💜

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