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Magar Insaan Ban'ny Mein Nakaam Rahey.....

Eyes tightly closed, she waited for the impact when a two pair of arms held her, saving her from the inevitable fall. Her arms instantly wrapped around her savior.

"Hassan...."

It was Hassan who came to her rescue, saving her on time. His arms were tightly secured around her, stopping her from falling down.

A soft sigh of relief escaped her lips finding Hassan by her side. He was an angel in disguise for her. He saved her children's life. He saved her from a life long trauma.

"Are you okay ?"

He asked, steadying her on her feet and rubbed her back in circles seeing her close to crying. She was shaking badly which made him pull her in his embrace and hold her tightly to calm her down.

He knew it was wrong to hold her like that especially when he still had feelings for her, but he couldn't stop himself when he watched her knowing she needed someone to console her and hold her.

"S-she...t-tried to k-kill...."

Maria's voice cane out as a mere whisper as she pointed towards Tabssum Bashar who was standing there fearless of the deed she just committed.

"Shhh.... I know. You are safe. I am here. Don't worry."

Glaring at Tabassum Bashar, Hassan patted Maria's back separating her from himself and gave her a small smile assuring he was with her, his eyes now landing upon the witch with directing unfathomable fury towards her.

A few moments later he felt Maria tugging his hand, pleading him to leave with her. It was clear she didn't wanted to be in Tabssum Bashar's presence feeling danger for her children but Hassan denied wanting to settle some past scores with the nasty women standing in front of him.

"Hassan..."

"Mustafa bhaai ke paas jaaiye. You need him."

(Go to Mustafa bhaai.)

Giving her a small nod, he squeezed her hand and asked her to go to her husband which she complied asking him to be careful.

"Be Careful."

"How dare you try to harm her ? Thodi sharam bachi bhi hai ya wo bhi bech khaayi ?"

(Do you have a little bit of shame or have you sold it too ?)

As soon as Maria went out his sight Hassan grabbed Tabssum Bashar's right arm in a tight grip and jerked her bellowing at her for daring to hurt Maria.

"Sharam ? kaisi sharam, aur kis baat ki sharam ? She deserves every bit of it. I would have been so happy if she would have fallen-"

(Shame ? What shame, and feel shameful of what ?)

Glaring at Hassan, Tabassum Bashar pushed him freeing herself from his painful hold and smiled, not at all feeling guilty of what she did. Infact she was angry at Hassan for ruining her perfect plan.

"Don't you dare complete your sentence you fucking witch."

"What will you do Hassan ? Kill me ?"

Mocking she whispered, watching Hassan pinch the bridge of his nose to calm down his anger.

Anger was not good for their plan. He needed to focus on the plan his brother deviced to bring Tabassum's truth im front of the whole world.

"No. I won't stoop down to your level at all. Afterall I am not a murderer like you."

Folding hands over his chest Hassan confessed watching colour drain from her face making him pat his back internally. He knew he was going towards the right direction.

"Murderer!! What are you saying ?"

Tabassum Bashar tried her best to not to affect herself with Hassan's words but failed miserably, feeling sweat precipitate over her forehead.

"Kyu hairani ho rahi hai ke mujhe ye sab kaise pata ? But for your kind information I know everything you did."

(Why ? Are you shocked as to how I know all of this ?)

"I know how you got my car punctured with the intension to kill me but I survived."

His plan worked well as he found Tabassum Bashar completely speechless hearing him.

"Y-ye tum k-kya b-bakwas kar r-rahe ho ladke. Maine aisa k-kuch bhi n-nahi k-kiya."

(What rubbish are you talking about ? I didn't do anything.)

Minutes later she found her voice but it too came out low and she stuttered, watching Hassan dig inside his pockets and hand her a white handkerchief, smirking at her finding her forehead sweaty.

"Ohhh if you didn't do anything then why are you stuttering and why is your forehead so sweaty ?"

Raising his eyebrows he asked, enjoying interrogating the witch.

"I am feeling hot. Yes! I am feeling hot."

"Okay then let me show you the footage of the same day when you asked your helper to tamper with my car brakes, maybe then you'll retrieve your memory."

Smiling he pulled out his phone and played the video when she ordered her help to tamper with his car brakes with the intension of killing him. He was so glad that his brother was able to retrieve the footage of that day by breaking onto her house CCTV.

"I am not the women in this video. It's someone else."

Watching the video play Tabassum knew she was busted and thus she denied being the woman in the video but Hassan was adamant to make her confess even if he would have to use his physical strength.

"Gaur se dekhiye aap hi hai isme."

(Look properly you are the one in this video.)

Insisting her he asked her to again watch the video when she asked him for his phone which he immediately gave it to her knowing well what she would do with it.

"Phone laao idhar."

(Give me your phone.)

As he was about to handle his phone to her she slipped it, and gave him a sheepish smile for breaking them phone and Hassan knowing exactly of plan, proceeded with his drama, making it look like he was angry for loosing the only evidence against her.

"Oops... The video is gone and so is your evidence. I am so sorry."

"What!!! How could you!!! Ughhh. I won't leave you."

He screamed and punched the wall beside himself watching her smirk and pat his shoulder, faking innocence.

"Are Hassan ro mat. It's okay. Waise bhi it's not the first time. I have done this plenty of times. So it's fine relax."

(Don't cry. It's not the first time.)

"W-what do you mean ?"

Hassan continued to act shocked with her words and waited for her to confess all of her sins when she smirked back at him and pointed towards the camera, denying to tell anything in front of them. She wasn't a fool to confess her crimes in front of CCTV cameras and thus walked towards the end of the corridor which was aloof and devoid of any cameras.

"Do you think I am that fool ? Main itni bewakoof nahi hoon ke corridor mein khade hoke apne gunah qubool karu. You see those cameras. I can see them as well."

(I am not a fool to confess my crimes in this corridor.)

"But you pushed Maria too. Don't you think it got recorded too."

Hassan smirked asking her about the previous incident which she quickly waved off saying she could get away from that charge easily in the name of sled defence, as it was Maria who pushed her first.

"Well she pushed me too and I can get off easily by naming it as self defence."

"But you pushed her deliberately. I saw it with my own eyes."

Narrowing his eyes Hassan asked watching her laugh heartily without any fear.

"No one's going to listen to you Hassan. I can get off easily afterall I am Mrs. Tabssum Bashar. You might be rich but I am powerful. I have many contacts to save myself."

"Bashar uncle will not-"

This time Hassan tried to intimidate her taking her husband's name but she waved it off too saying she didn't needed him, not knowing it was being live telecasted before all the people in the party, with the help of spy button he was wearing as a shirt button.

"Bashar!! I don't need that useless man to save myself. He has only one thing which is useful and that's his money, nothing else. All in all he is an old man who is blinded by my beauty. He is a spineless, pathetic excuse of a man."

"How could you say that ? He is your husband, your better half."

Hassan continued to go on with his drama smirking on inside knowing everyone was watching the true face of real Tabssum bashar including her own husband whom she was bad mouthing.

"I never considered him as one. It was only his money which I worshipped nothing else. Maine aajtak sirf ek aadmi se mohabbat ki hai aur wo tha Ali Ahwaan. But alas, he left me for that whore. I loved him so much but he left me."

(I have only loved one man in my life and that was Ali Ahwaan.)

Tabassum confessed she loved Maria's father which was shocking for Hassan who was not at all aware about it.

"Uncle A-ali..."

"Haan tumhare uncle Ali. I was his fiancee. Your grandfather chose me for him but he fell in love with that orphan and left me. I was devastated, I even begged him to come back to me but he never did. He ran away with her. So, I brainwashed your grandfather to abandon him and it worked..... Meri mohabbat thukraayi thi to use to bhugatna hi tha. He rejected me."

(He rejected my love and that's why he had to suffer.)

It was her who was supposed to be Ali's wife, not Shabana but she did some magic over her innocent Ali and trapped him in her so called love. And Ali being a stubborn man decided to choose Shabana and abandon his luxurious life. It was a great shock to her when she found Ali left her. Her fiancee left her for someone else. She was angry but more than that she was heartbroken and in rage she played the emotional victim card to separate Ali and his father who ended all his relations with his son.

"I was so angry. So angry at him but everytime I saw him all my anger flew away. Bahut chahti thi main use. Dil se nikaal nahi paa rahi thi. So, I decided to put a proposal before him. I asked him to continue his marriage with Shabana but have an affair with me. I promised him to keep my mouth shut and never tell anyone about it but he didn't agreed. Apni biwi ka bahut wafadar shauhar tha Ali...."

(I loved him so much and wasn't able to throw him out of my heart.....)

(Ali was too loyal to his wife.)

She remembered how desperate she wanted to be with Ali. She loved him to death and was even ready to be his mistress but he denied.

He denied because he was so much in love with his wife. His beauty. His Shabana.

"I died every second seeing my love with someone else. Maine bahut koshish kari use bhulane ki lekin ye kambakht dil maana hi nahi. And that was the time I started having affairs. I just wanted to get my mind off him. Then I met Bashar. It was just a fling from my side but love at first sight for him. Deewana ho gaya tha wo mere liye. He was ready to lay world at my feet, do anything for me but my heart.... It wasn't mine. It belonged to him, my Ali."

( I tried so hard to forget him but this stupid heart never listened to me.)

A lone tear leaked out of her eye remembering her painful past. It was her love which turned her who she was today. She blamed it all on her love.

But shouldn't we let go of the person who doesn't want us ? Was it worth it to destroy yourself in someone's love ? Was it worth it to pain yourself behind someone who doesn't love you back ?

Was it worth it ?

No it wasn't and that's why it was said to marry the person who loves you, not the person you love.

And Bashar was the person who loved her with all his heart but all she wanted was Ali.

Heart wants what it wants and we human being have no control over it.

"Since Bashar was too eager to marry me, my parents agreed. Your grandfather even came to my marriage to bless me. Everything was fine till the initial days of my marriage, when everything went downhill for me. It was the day I saw Ali and his wife. They weren't alone..."

Her hand reached out to wipe her tears and as soon as she wiped them she changed. Her eyes changed from vulnerable to that of a sinister, pure evil.

"They had a child. A child which could have been mine and his. But she wasn't. She wasn't my blood and seeing her boiled my blood, teared my insides with pure rage. Every memory came back seeing her and that was when I....."

Her hands clutched tightly in fists remembering that day when she had found Ali smiling with his little family.

He looked happy. He didn't even had any ounce of guilt. He didn't had the remorseful look on his face after destroying her innocent life. How easy it was for him to leave her and marry someone else ? How easy it was for him to shatter the dreams of a young girl who was so much in love with him ? But no, he was happy with her, his wife and his child.

That was the day a fire of revenge ignited inside her heart and she decided to avenge herself.

"D-did y-you... Did you killed them too ?"

"NO!! I didn't. No matter how much I abhorred Shabana I couldn't bring myself to harm her in Ali's presence. Jitni mujhe Shabana se nafrat thi usse kahi zyada Ali se mohabbat thi. He was my everything so how could you think I tried to kill him ? It was just an accident unlike yours which was all planned...."

(No matter how much I hated Shabana, I loved Ali more than I hated her.)

She would have never stooped that low to kill the love of her life. It was impossible for her to kill Ali and because of Ali she wasn't able to harm his wife too but all her sanity flew away on the day he died. Her humanity too died along with him, and it was the time she started planning her revenge against Shabana's daughter.

"Why me ? Maine kya bigaada tha aapka ?"

(Why wrong did I do ?)

"You didn't do anything. It was that stupid Asmara. She wanted to give you a chance which was against my plan. I wanted her to trap Mustafa. He was the one with whom Maria was in love with. He was the one she wanted..."

"And you hated her because she was uncle Ali's daughter... Right ?"

Hassan voiced out the thought running in his mind but it wasn't true. She didn't hated Maria because she was Ali's daughter but hated her because she was Shabana's daughter, the same woman who snatched all her happiness in the blink of an eye.

"No, I hated her because she looked like that woman. That witch. The same woman who snatched my love. I wasn't able to snatch Ali from Shabana but I was determined to snatch everything from her daughter.... You, Asmara and Bashar were just a pawn in my game, nothing else...."

Yes, she hated Maria because she looked like her mother and everytime she looked at her, she remembered how she lost the love of her life because of that woman. All she wanted was Ali in her life, she loved him more than the money itself but what did she got in his love ? Only rejection and defeat, nothing else.

"And still you lost. She is happy. Bhaai is happy. You weren't able to take away her happiness...."

A loud laugh interrupted her. It was Hassan who mocked her for her defeat which was true. Maria was happy and she wasn't able to snatch her happiness just like she planned. She lost but that didn't mean she would stop trying. No... She won't. Ever...

"It's because of you. But don't you worry I won't stop till I destroy her life and now I have got more targets to-"

A wicked smile graced her lips, thinking of plans to destroy the little girl of Shabana when she felt someone, pulling her and gracing her face with a tight slap.

"STOP!! TABSSUM ENOUGH."

"B-bashar a-aap kaise-"

(Bashar how can you...)

She was shocked and scared to see her husband standing there with red eyes and it looked like he was crying and trying to control his tears which made want to roll her eyes at his drama but she controlled herself, knowing it was only him who could save her.

"Drama band karo Tabssum. I have heard everything. Infact everyone present here has."

(Stop your drama Tabssum.)

Bashar read her eyes and immediately knew she was trying to trap him in her emotional blackmail. It wasn't the first time he was witnessing her drama but it was definitely the last time. He decided to not to forgive her this time.

"It's all lies Bashar. He threatened me to-"

Even after getting busted in front of her husband Tabassum continued her drama thinking that just like the other times he'll save her this time too. Afterall he was insanely in love with her. He was the man who was blinded by her love.

"SHUT UP!! Tum itna neeche gir jaogi maine socha nahi tha.... Par phir isme koi hairani ki baat nahi hai kyuki tum to pehle se hi giri hui ho, bas mujhe hi tumahari asliyat dekhne mein waqt lag gaya.... I can't believe I loved you. I am ashamed of myself for loving a pathetic woman like you."

(I never thought you'll stoop so low... But it was nothing new as you were always a pathetic woman, and it was me who was late to understand you...)

Bashar couldn't believe he was in love with such a woman for twenty one years of his life. He was ashamed of himself for falling in love with such an evil woman who had destroyed innocent lives just because of her stupid jealousy and was ready to kill two innocent babies. But then how would that vile would know the value of a child when she herself had never given birth. Maybe that's why she never got the amazing opportunity. She didn't deserved it. She was evil and he was disgusted of her. She was a black spot on the whole female community.

"You cheated me for countless years but I never spoke about it. I thought... I thought you'll change. I thought you'll change seeing how much I love you but you never did. Badle ki aag ne tumhe andha kar rakha tha.... I am so disgusted of you Tabssum."

(You had gone blind, burning in the flames of revenge...)

Bashar regretted giving her countless chances. She didn't deserved any of it. She didn't deserved family life. She only deserved to be alone and rot in jail for whole life.

"Bashar..."

Her husband's words scared her. It was as if he had switched off all his emotions and it scared her, chilled her to the core. Masking her fear she tried holding her hand to clutch him in the cabins of her love when he jerked her hand away, warning her to stay away from him and pushed her towards the police inspector who was there on Mustafa's call to arrest her.

"DON'T TOUCH ME...DONT YOU DARE."

"Inspector you can take her away."

"No!! Bashar don't do this to me. Save me please. I didn't do anything. Ye sab in dono bhaiyon ki chal hai.... I am innocent.. Bashar!!"

(It's all planned by these two brothers.)

Tabassum fell on her knees and begged before her husband ignoring the audience watching her and cried hard, asking him to have mercy on her.

Mustafa smiled widely, watching her beg and sob. It was all indeed planned by him and Hassan and she totally deserved it. Infact she deserved more. His heart rejoiced when he saw the helpless look on her face. Years ago he too had the same look and was forced to comply to her wish for Noor, breaking his and wife's heart but now it was too satisfactory watching the same woman wither in pain.

"Don't waste your time inspecter. Just take her away."

Watching her trying to delay her punishment Mustafa stroded towards her and pulled her only to hand her to the police who was now dragging her away from her husband.

"Leave me. Let me talk with him. I know he won't let me go.... I know."