Tu Woh Zaalim Hai Jo Dil Mein Rehkar Bhi Mera Nahi Ban Saka,

Aur Dil Wo Kaafir Hai Jo Mujhme Rehkar Bhi Tera Ho Gaya.....

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Getting down the first thing she did was to look for dado who was not present on the dinning table which made her frown, catching Mustafa's lies.

She was climbing stairs again to call Murat when she bumped into Mustafa which unbalanced her to fall but he was quick to hold her wrist and pulled her towards himself, saving her from falling down which would have injured her a lot.

"Ouch...."

Her head bumped into his hard chest when he was pulling her towards himself to save her.

"What are you made of.....bricks ?"

She groaned rubbing her forehead to which he could only smile amusedly at her response.

"Is this the way to say thank you to someone who just saved you ?"

He teased, which made her stop rubbing her forehead and scowl at him.

"I never asked you to save me. Infact it would have been better for me to fall down rather getting saved by you."

She angrily replied to which he grinned and leaned towards her face making her cower back towards the wall, all the while her breathe hitching sensing his close proximity.

"Your wish my command darling."

He whispered, confusing her with his statement and by the time she understood the meaning behind his words he had already pushed her off the stairs, only to hold her again in time.

"Have you lost it ? It could have hurt me very badly."

She half yelled holding onto his shirt as a reflex action even when he was already holding her securely with her waist, careful enough not to let her fall down.

"I won't have let you fall."

He replied seriously caressing her cheeks which were soft just like baby's skin.

"Then which stunt you were trying to pull using me as your prop ?"

She glowered removing his hand from her cheeks, narrowing her eyes at him who was smiling as usual knowing well that it was irritating her a lot.

"Anyways I don't want your answer. Who knows what will you lie about this time."

Her accusations of calling him a lier vanished his playful demeanour turning it to that of a serious one and he couldn't stop himself from questioning her.

"What do mean ?"

"Don't act innocent. You know well what am I talking about. "

Giving him a suspicious look she tried reading him to find any traces of lies in his words but was unable to find any. But still she wasn't convinced that he was speaking the truth and mocked him for acting all innocent in front of her.

"Can you please tell me what did I lie about ?"

He asked getting impatient to know what her accusations were about this time.

"You said dado is waiting for me downstairs but as usual you were lying."

Finally she said what she was angry about to which he shook his head and started defending himself.

"Why would I lie about such a small thing ?"

"Maybe because you love lying especially when it comes to me."

She stated as a matter of fact to which he scowled correcting her.

"I do not."

"I know that very well."

She laughed dismissing what he said telling him she do not believe him, but he on the other hand was adamant to make her believe he wasn't lying and that could only be proved when he himself will take her to dado. So, without wasting another second he held her hand and started walking downstairs with her to find dado.

"Hey!! Where are you taking me ?"

She got startled when he held her hand again, that too without permission and now he wasn't even telling her where he was taking her which obviously made her angry.

"Leave my hand."

While walking she tried getting her wrist out of his hold but it was off no use as he was holding it very strongly and wasn't in the mood to let her go without proving himself innocent of every accusation she had put on him.

"Leave me."

"Shut up."

He stopped and looked towards her with his famous glare which could do wonders to shut anyone up and she was no different. Seeing her silent he continued walking taking her along with himself and reached the dinning table where only Osama and Aamina were sitting along with Noor who was busy interacting with both of them.

"Ho gaya."

She asked, trying another attempt to free her hand out of his hold when he turned around to glare at her with a more serious glint in his eyes which scared her enough to shut her up, again. The fire in his eyes was so intense that she was rendered helpless to comply with him.

After thinking for few seconds he tugged her towards kitchen where they finally found dado.

"Here she is and I wasn't lying about her calling you."

He smirked showing how wrong she was and waited to get reaction out of her which never came instead she rolled her eyes at him, getting her hand out of his hold.

"Whatever."

Ignoring him and the guilty feeling arising inside her for lashing out at him for no reason, she called dado who smiled gesturing her to come closer and that was when Mustafa left them alone feeling a boulder lift off his heart after proving himself innocent in her eyes.

"You called for me dado ?"

"Oh...Yes I was. I made chocolate pudding for you. Here, taste it..."

Dado smiled feeding her pudding which she specially used to make to cheer her up when she shifted to Ahwaan villa after her parents death.

"It's amazing dado just like it used to be but...."

She smiled kissing her grandmother's cheeks in gratitude but was confused as to why dado made it after so many years. Seeing confusion mare her grand daughter's face Rubana begum replied her kissing her forehead

"I was missing my Ali and made this for my heart to feel content."

Dado gave her a small sad smile her eyes glossing a little which was telling how much efforts she was putting to keep herself strong and not to break down in front of Maria.

"You have got your looks from your mother but your smile it's......just like my Ali and whenever you smile I feel like he is the one smiling at me."

Dado smiled a tear leaking out of her eye and embraced Maria tightly in her arms feeling content with her presence.

"Please don't cry dado. They are at a better place and if you ever miss baba you can call me anytime I'll always be there for you."

She smiled rubbing dado's back which made her look at her grand daughter with hopeful expressions.

"Don't go back guriya. Stay here."

"I can't. Mumbai is my home now but I'll try to call you everyday."

Lifting a guilty gaze she gave her a small smile not agreeing to her demand to stay back. Yes, She was giving him cold shoulder, treating him rudely but only she knew how she was doing it. She was feeling as if she had turned herself into his male version. She was no different than him acting the same he used to years ago. But was it wrong on her part that she was saving herself from getting hurt again ? No, it wasn't but she felt like it was even if it was just a facade.

Even when she was appearing to be cold and arrogant she wasn't. It was not like her and that was what suffocating her. She didn't wanted to behave what she was not but she didn't had any choice. And thus she wanted Aamina's marriage to get over as soon as possible so that she could go back and be like her usual self.

"No, I want you to call me everyday and come here whenever I'll miss you. Promise me and I'll let you go to Mumbai."

"I promise."

She grinned seeing dado's demanding mode on and to be honest she looked cute just like a small baby demanding something from her mother knowing she'll never say no to her.

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They both sat on the breakfast table waiting for Murat to join them. Minutes later he walked down wearing a white kurta pajama looking all handsome in desi look.

"Assalamualaikum."

He greeted nervously seeing everyone's heated gaze on him and pleaded looking at Maria to come to his rescue. Rolling her eyes she stood up from her place and stood beside him.

"Everyone meet Murat. His full name is Murat Abrar Chowdhary and he is a very good friend of mine from last four years. And Murat meet my family."

She smiled introducing him to everyone and stood aside when Osama stood up and embraced him startling both Maria and Murat.

"So I finally met the daring man who was tolerating her from the past four years. I must say I am impressed Murat bhaai cause she is not easy to handle."

Osama teased patting his shoulder to which Maria scowled and waited for Murat's reply who also took Osama's side shocking her.

"Yeah man she is difficult to handle. You don't know how much she tortures me."

Murat decided to go on seeing a teasing look on Osama's face.

"I can understand your pain bro. Before meeting you she used to torture me."

They both continued to get reaction out of her in which they were successful.

"Hello!! I am standing here only. How dare you both team up against me ? I swear I'll not leave you both. You are too mean."

She huffed puffing her cheeks feigning to be hurt with their words when actually she knew they were just messing with her.

"Finally I have someone in my team because everyone takes her side and ignore poor me."

Wiping his fake tears Osama gave him a greatful smile making everyone chuckle at them except Mustafa who was scowling not liking Murat mingling with his family.

"Enough of your teasing Osama. Murat beta sit and have breakfast with us."

Aaqib Ahwaan warmly smiled gesturing Murat to join them for breakfast.

"Yes, uncle."

"Murat bhaai sit with me."

Osama turned towards him asking him politely to sit beside him to which he complied giving him a small smile when Maria stopped him.

"No, my friend will sit with me."

Holding Murat's hand she made him sit beside her glaring at Osama who was scowling at her.

"Aren't you being too territorial on him ?"

"I am. He is my friend."

She proudly answered Osama who mimicked her earning a smack from her on his head.

"Oww!! See, she is back to her torturing business."

He groaned rubbing his head all the while glaring at her.

"Shut up."

"You shut up."

"No, you shut up."

They both started fighting again like kids and that was the time when Murat interfered seeing situation getting out of control.

"Dove can you please stand up ?"

He polietly asked Maria to stand up which she did with confusion marring her face.

"Problem solved."

He sat between osama and Maria to stop their fighting also he accepted Osama's proposal of sitting beside him. Maria didn't say anything and shrugged her shoulders continuing her breakfast.

"I am impressed the way you handled them both cause no one in our house was able to accomplish the goal of stopping them well except for Mustafa who used to stop them by taking her side and shutting him up with his glare but you never took anyone's side nor scolded anyone. I am very impressed."

Rabia Ahwaan patted Murat's back, praised him in front of everyone while putting parathas on his plate to which everyone agreed except Mustafa who rolled his eyes seeing Murat getting praises from everyone.

Maria was silently having her breakfast hearing everyone question Murat trying to make him comfortable which she was sure that he already was.

"Are you okay ?"

He turned all his attention towards her when he noticed she wasn't talking with him, dreading she was angry on him for teasing her.

"Hmmm."

She hummed smiling at him continuing to eat without making another effort to talk with him.

"I am so sorry for teasing you earlier dove. Please don't be angry at me."

His words made her laugh loudly catching everyone's attention which made her feel embarrassed and she groaned for catching unnecessary attention.

"Ignore me please."

Smiling sheepishly she dugged into her breakfast not daring to meet anyone's gaze due to embarrassment but she was already under someone's gaze from a long time who was not at all liking her closeness with her so called friend.

"Are you angry at me ? If you are then I am so sorry."

Murat again piqued shaking her lightly.

"I am not at all angry at you Murat so please stop apologizing to me for nothing."

She smiled answering him making him feel relieved and relaxed.

"And by the way someone's looking so handsome in desi attire."

Her compliment made him blush which was a rare sight to behold so she decided to tease him a little.

"You trying to impress my family. Right ?"

Her one look and he knew he was being teased but eventually decided to continue knowing well about a certain pair of eyes which were busy looking at them, observing their every action.

"What if I am, dove ?"

"I...."

She was speechless seeing Murat flirting with her and didn't knew how to respond him back when someone coughed loudly diverting Murat's attention from her.

"Excuse me."

It was Mustafa who coughed and the cold looks he and Murat were giving each other were showing how much they disliked each other. They both were engaged in a battle of glaring which was broken when Aamina spoke.

"So, I was planning this from many days and just wanted to tell you all that I have decided that we all should go on a mini vacation before my wedding."

Before she could speak further dado interrupted her in the middle.

"Beta I think you children should go together as there are still many preparations left for your wedding and it will not be safe to leave our house alone in care of servants just before the wedding."

Aamina pouted showing her disagreement but eventually agreed knowing dado was right.

"But where will we go ?"

Osama asked enthusiastically exited for the upcoming trip.

"Obviously to bhaai's house in Auli. It's amazing and I want to go there, again."

Aamina answered dreamily.

"Okay I'll ask the caretaker to clean the place and check everything."

Mustafa nodded agreeing but on the other hand Maria was confused about the place he owned in Auli which Osama cleared seeing confusion marring her face.

"Bhaai bought it immediately after you went away and let me tell you that house is amazing. It's a cabin house which is located between the woods."

Osama gushed to which she nodded not knowing how to react.

"When will we go there ?"

She asked turning towards Aamina who immediately replied her and everyone present there.

"Tommorow morning so please finish your packing by night."

Instructing everyone Aamina stood up taking Maria with her to prepare for their upcoming trip.

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