Our talk.

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Sar pe tu chadi hai jabse,

Dil ko yeh bukhar hai,

Dil kabse ro raha hai,

Isey tera intezaar hai..

Ek Mulaqat zaruri hai sanam...

Since you are a stick in my head,

The heart has this fever,

How long has the heart been crying,

It is waiting for you..

A meeting is necessary, Belove...

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Akib's POV :-

"Akib bhai, what happened?" firoz ask as we were looking towards shahzaib bhai.

He is so happy. I never seen him smiling this much. May Allah give him all the happiness because I have sacrifice my happiness for this smile.

"Akib bhai?" Firoz ask, I look at him but couldn't decipher anything.

"You okay bhai?" He ask with concern.

'No, I am not. I am broken, my heart aches to see her, to feel her.' I thought but didn't said.

"Yes...Yes,I am okay. What will happen to me?"I said faking a smile, trying to control the tears which wanted to flow out like the rivers which flows without caring about others.

"But you don't look okay?" He said.

I couldn't say anything because my broken voice will confirm his doubt. So, I just ruffled his hair and walk out of there.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

My phone rang, I took it out of my pocket and look at the caller ID,

Raees uncle.

"Assalamu alaikum uncle." I answer.

"Walaikum assalam akib." he said.

"Uncle, when will you be here? Haldi rasm already started, you said you will be here before haldi." I asked.

"I know I said that but I won't be able to attend haldi rasm, tell Shahzaib that I am stuck in a important meeting. Also tell him to call me, I have to tell him something important." Uncle said in a depressed tone.

"Did something happened uncle?" I ask as I furrowed my brows.

"Yes but I'll tell you later, just tell shahzaib to call me."

"Okay uncle, but when you will be here?" I ask.

"Inshallah before nikah, I'll be there." He said.

"Okay, take care, Allah hafiz." I said

"Allah hafiz."

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My heart is becoming restless, shahzaib bhai's haldi rasm started as they applied oil on both of them. But I couldn't focus here, I wanted to see her just once. I know she'll be upset but I couldn't control myself. My steps already made their way towards her room.

I found myself standing in front of this door, behind which my love was hiding from me, from this people, maybe crying herself. Why not? I betrayed her, I shouldn't have lied to her. I took the key-card out and opened the door. Slowly pushing the door further, I took a long breath before entering. With heavy steps I went in further but soon the reason of this uneasiness came before me.

My eyes wide open, my heartbeat stopped just than this world couldn't work any further. Pin drop silence.

Third person's POV :-

There in front of him, lies her small figure curled up, lifeless, sweating with pale face as her wrist covered with scarlet blood coating her sleeves and silk bedsheet.

"SHAHNOOR!" He screamed, his body started shivering.

He rushed towards her, holds her in his arms. Quickly taking out his handkerchief, he wrapped it tightly around her wrist. But the cut was deep, even the handkerchief started soaking in blood.

"Thiss... Whhat... Shahnoor... Ya Allah.. " He cried holding her wrist with his right hand tightly, hugging her lifeless form.

" Sha...shahnoor... Please..love...wake..up..please.. I.. Am sorry!" He cried.

'BHAI!' His eyes snapped towards her as he knew shahzaib is his only hope.

"Sha.. Shahnoor.. I am going to call bhai..you will be.. Alright... Don't worry.. Okay." He told her as if she is hearing him.

He took out his phone with trembling hands and dialed Shahzaib's number.

Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!

'The person you are calling is not answering.'

He dialed again and this time shahzaib answered.

"What is it akib? You know I am busy, they'll apply hald-"

"No-No bhai, you listen to me. Please... Just come fast here in Shahnoor's room."Akib cut him.

"Why? What happened?" Shahzaib asked.

"Bhai, Shahnoor...has cut her wrist." Akib manage to say.

Shahzaib's POV :-

"Bhai, Shahnoor...has cut her wrist." Akib said as My grip on the phone got tightened, I clenched my jaw to control my anger.

'How can she?' I thought.

"Bhai, her wrist is bleeding heavily. Please come here." Akib said in one breath.

"I am coming." I cut the call.

I stood up and was about to leave when one of farah's cousin hold my left arm.

"Oh-oh, where is dulha miya (Mr. Groom) going?" She asked in a teasing tone.

But I am not in the mood of such thing . First of all I don't like any woman touching me without my permission.

"Leave. My. Hand."I said in a deadliest tone and she left.

I storm out of there, everyone started whispering. Some did called me but I ignore them and walked faster towards Shahnoor's room.

When I reach in her room, her door was already opened. I walk inside and saw akib holding her in his arms, his back was facing me. I can hear his sobs and the murmurs.

"Akib." I called him and his face snapped towards me.

That's when I saw him holding her wrist which was bleeding badly. Even his hand was covered with the blood.

I opened the drawer towards my left and took out the first aid kit. I quickly took out the whole bundle of cotton and walk towards her.

"Leave her hand akib."I said and he removed his hand.

I quickly wrapped the bundle around her wrist the tied it with my handkerchief. I took her out of Akib's hold and lift her up in bridal style. Her Breathing was slow.

I walk out of my room, walking directly towards my room with akib following me from behind. Firoz came out of no where, he kept asking what and how this happened? But no one answered. Getting irritated I shouted,

"CALL THE DOCTOR, RIGHT NOW!"

"Ji bhai.(yes bhai) " He said.

I make her lie on the bed, putting her hair away from her face. She was covered in sweat. I can still hear akib's sobs like she is...

"JUST SHUT UP! SHE IS NOT DEAD, I WON'T LET HER!" I shouted on him.

"Where is the patient?"Dr. Rania came inside with the team following her.

"Assalamu alaikum bhai." She greeted me. I nodded.

"Check her." I said motioning my head towards shahnoor.

We have our own private Red Devils doctors team. It is necessary depending on our work. I have chosen the best of them and I know they will not let her die.

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~8 hours later~

Eight hours has passed, she is still unconscious. Although the doctor said she will be alright, she has lost a lot of blood that is the reason she is unconscious until now. They need to provide her blood, Thanks to Allah one of her cousin's blood match with her.

My white pathani was now covered with stains of blood so is akib's shirt. I have seen many people's blood most of them were killed with this hands of mine. But seeing her like that lose each and every strength inside me, may be because she is farah's dear one.

I look at her she was standing in front of me, crying while looking at her 'Super sister'. Yes, 'Super sister' because she is one. Everytime I met this girl, all she worry about is her sister. Farah's happiness, farah's life, farah's dreams is all matters to her.

I am in my room right now sitting on the sofa that was placed in front of the bed. Her mother is sitting on the bed beside her, stroking her hair while crying continuously since hours she knew about her. All the relative were present, my room right now is crowded with them. One of them said she is trying to cancel this marriage, the other said she is trying to gain attention before I can shut their mouth akib bark on them as if she is his special. I told akib to control his anger.

For now, all are depressed but not as much as me, How can she even think of doing such thing? Am I that bad?

I trusted her and shared the most worst moments of my life with her, still she?

I rubbed my face with my hands, sighing in irritation. Standing up, I was about to leave when farah came in front of me probably blocking my way. She look at me with tears in her eyes. I reach to wipe them with my hands but she turned her face to other way. I took my hand back, it actually so much farah.

"I want..to talk." She for the first time said something to me.

"Okay."I said with that she walked out of the room while I trailed behind. She stop in the lobby and turn towards me.

"Say what you wanna say." I said as gently as I can.

"I..amm..you know what shahnoor is being through, right? She is not this type of girl, she is my sister, she loves me and is doing all this only to protect me," She said in one breath looking at me.

"So?" I ask as I didn't get it what she actually trying to say.

"So, I request you to back off from this marriage. Please." She said breaking my heart into millions of pieces. Is she even aware of it?

"You see her love but what about mine, huh?!" I almost shouted as I clutch both of her arms in a tight grip.

"Pl-please...understand she..is my sister." She said while tears flowed on her soft pink cheeks, making her more beautiful.

"And I am your soon to be husband." I said while gritting my teeths.

"please, un-"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" I yelled not letting her finish her sentence which will do nothing but breaks my heart everytime.

God damn! This sisters, so stubborn they are. They are selfish, nothing but selfish. They only think about each other.

This is not how she supposed to talk to me. Our talk should contain love, sweet words that heal my wounds, words that would relax my nafs.

To be continued...