Sitting peacefully on the couch I was reading my one of favorite magazine when the bell rang.

Hussain was the only person came in my mind and I saw vishal my worker going to open the gates.

Quickly stopping him I got near the door and open it only to find my most hatred person hereyeah talking about

Amaya.... Kitni mushkil se bheja tha phir se agai ye

(Amaya....i made her leave so hardly but here she is back)

"Amaya... What a pleasant surprise" I got closer to her happily but from inside I was boiling from anger

"why are you here?" she asked out of nowhere even Hussain was near but she wasn't afraid of him

"I...live here" I replied making a bit confused face but my brain was always saying me to say

Qounkay ye mera ghar hai, mehman bun k aai ho khao peo aur jao

(because this is my home, you are here as a guest so drink eat and leave)

"oh...sorry Hussain nay mujhay bataya nahi k hum kamray kiraye pe dainy lagay hain"

(oh...sorry hussain didn't tell me that we started renting our rooms)

She replied a bit harshly and step in after gazing Hussain. I stand there like I was and Hussain said sorry to me on the behalf of her, being polite to my love I replied it's ok and step in after closing the door.

"Ahmed...Ahmed kahan maar gaye ho"

(Ahmed...Ahmed where have you died)

going in I found Amaya shouting the worker name and then vishal came in

"aap kon hain Ahmed kahan hai, bemaar to nahi? apko bheja hai usne?"

(Who are you? Where is ahmed? Is he unwell? He send you here)

she asked all the questions in one breath and vishal replied

"maam, malkin nai humain kaam pe rakha hai, ahmed ko kaam se nikal diya hai me vishal hoon"

(maam, Madam hired me behalf of ahmed is is not the worker now I am vishal)

"malkin?"

(Madam?)

Amaya asked him in a questioning way and he replied

"ji maam mr Hussain ki wife Amyra "

stupid idiot issay hi issi k samny bolna tha ye sub

(stupid idiot why he had to say this in front of her)

"kamal hai mjhay nahe pata tha k Hussain ki wife tum ho..mai kon hun tumhari maid or what?"

(Interesting I didn't knew you were hussain's wife who am I yours then maid or what?)

She asked gazing me and my throat all became dry

"vishal tmhari himmat kese hue? Mainy kabhi tumse kaha k main Hussain ki wife hoon? I'm just his special friend that's it"

(vishal how dare you? When did I told you that I am his wife? I am just his special friend that's it)

I spoke to vishal a bit harshly

"maam a pic of you and Hussain sir there, so I thought you both are married"

He replied making us all look at our front wall to find a big beautiful picture of me and Hussain hanging there nicely the next Amaya did, I wasn't expected that she took a long iron rod from corner and banged it on the big framed photo of us and all the glass covered the floor.

"vishal ye picture yahan se foran hatayay aur apni salary apni Amyra malkin se le lijega, qk mai is ghar ki malkin hoon aur Hussain ki biwi bhi or me Ahmed ko janti hun bus. Ap ka kaam khatam"

(Vishal clean up these pictures from here fast please, and collect your salay from you madam amyra because I am the real madam and I am mr hussain's wife and I only know ahmed so your work is done now)

She said and started leaving the place when I absentmindedly stopped her by saying.

"Why did you broke this picture Amaya?" she stopped and looked towards me at once.

"qk wahan family picture lagti hai humari, and you are not a part of our family"

(because we hang our family photo there, and you are not a part of our family)

She said and started moving again

"but I'm a family friend, Shehry and Hussain knows me. Hum sath mai parhy likhay hain, wahan picture koi buri bhi nahi lag rahi thye"

(But I'm a family friend, shehry and hussain knows me, we studied together and that picture wasn't looking so bad there)

"han bilkul Amyra...tum ek qareebi dost ho. Tum hamari kisi wall ki dhair sari picture collages mai se kisi ek collage mai to ho sakti ho sirf ek achi yaad ki tarah lekn is 5 by 4 feet ki picture mai nahi... qoun kay wo family picture hai aur tum family nahe ho, hope tumhain ab samajh agaya ho and ab tum apni had mai rehna sekh lo"

(Yes Exactly Amyra... you're a close friend. So you can be a part of any wall collages just to capture a good memory but no on this 5 by 4 feet picture frame, because that is for family picture and you are not family, hope you understood now, so please try to be in your limits now)

She said and showed me her back again and started moving to her room, but before moving in she again gaze me and said

"or haan, ab mai agai hun to ab tum jaa sakti hon mere ghar se"

(Oh yes, now I am back so you can leave my home now)

She then gazed Hussain and harshly said

"Hussain tum kia taxi pe aao gay ab room mai?"

(Hussain will you be taking taxi till the room?)

and moved in. without saying a word to me my Hussain also moved to the same room she was in. I just stand there after a dozen of insult shouting an ahhh sound

I stepped in the room and soon Hussain came in seeing my anger first ever time, before he could speak I questioned him

"ye sub kia horaha hai Hussain? Ye Amyra yahan kia kar rahi hai"

(what's all this hussain? What s amyra doing here?)

"amyra k landlord ne issay ghar se nikal dia tha that's why I give her room to live here"

(amyra's landlord threw her away from her place that's why I give her room to live here)

he spoke making me boil more from anger

"are you fucking kidding me? Who millionaire hai Hussain tumhare tarah aish ki life hai us k paas, kisi bhi hotel mai reh sakti thye kuch bhi kar sakti thye why do you have to make her live here?"

(are you fucking kidding me? She is a damn millionaire and can live a comfy life like you, she could've live in any hotel, she could've did anything. Why do you have to make her live here?)

"jaan kia hogaya hai tumhai? Please thora thandi hojao. Aao yahan betho"

(What happened to you love? Please calm down, come sit here)

He makes me sit on the bed and give me some water to drink. I gulp it all in a go but the anger inside me seeing the bitch here wasn't going, even I tried the breathing thing to calm myself well it help a little, at least now I won't be shouting on my husband.

"batayen Hussain ye yahan kia kar rahi hai?"

(tell me hussain what is she doing here?)

I asked again

"let me tell you the truth love, when you left me here I was kind a mad over everything so she came and took care of each and every thing like you did, even she take care of me. Listen love I know you think I love her but I don't seriously believe me I swear to anaya I don't love her it's just your doubt"

"Love...seriously? Love? Where did that came from?" I asked him knowing nothing why he said this love thing even took our daughter's sake

"Love you wrote in that letter that I love her... so that's why you left me alone here, that's why clearing it in front of you"

"what...I never said that..." I don't know what he was saying I was confuse..the reason I said was totally different... I still remember why I left him Hussain"

ye mujhay apni sirf ek zimidari samajhtay thay

(he use to take me just as a responsibility)

and he proved me wrong he love me I can see that

"No love, I still have that letter with me" he said and showed me the letter from our cupboard and then I understand who did this,

"Hussain apko ek baat kahoon... ?"

(Hussain may I say something...?)

"bolo jaan"

(Yes Love)

"Hussain please iss Amyra ko chor dijeye, please mainay ap se kbhi kisi friend ko chornay nahi kaha but please Amyra se dosti mat rakhiye"

(Hussain please leave amaya, please I never told you to leave any of your friend please don't be friends with amyra anymore)

I said him with pleading eyes and he pulled me up to his level and hugged me out of nowhere

"Love relax I know you are worried. But trust me" he said in a hug and I tightened my hands around his build body

"Ok" was the only thing left from my mouth at that time....

Pata nahi ye Amyra humari jaan kab choragi

(don't know when will this amyra leave us alone)

(where where...? Okay now chapter is complete?)

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