Hurting someone can be as easy as
Throwing stone in the sea
But do you have any
Idea how deep
That stone
Can
go
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Zulfa gave her lift till her hospital and she left for her work. She is one of the best fashion designer in Karachi and she own so many studios.
Hanfaa enter the hospital and move to the receptionist. After greetings and congratulated by everyone for her wedding she left for her cabin. She sigh and rest her head on the table. She was trying her best to control her anger with everyone when they were indirectly taunting her to get married to chief minister.
Basically they were telling her
Gold digger .
Mujhe nahi pata tha abba aap itne laalchi aadmi niklege kya kami thi unko aakhir. Maine toh aaj tak kabhi unhe koi takleef nahi di jab paise maange tab de diye begar kuch soche samjhe or aapne yeh kiya mere sath.
She shook her head negatively to remove the uncessary thoughts for a while and concentrate on the patients file. She see all her patients till the evening. It was 6:15 pm on and she is already late. After packing her purse she left her cabin.
The clouds were now orange and yellowish colour. Soft yet cold wind was passing from her body making her shiver lightly. But she likes it after all it was her favourite month December.
But now the question was how she will go home. She dialled zulfa number but it was switch off. So she decided to take cab. She book the cab and arrive at the mansion. It was 7:45 now she was so late just because of stupid traffic.
She entered in the mansion but immediately stop by the loud noise which boom in the hall. It was non another her husband.
He was standing near the staircase with cigrette between his lips. Wearing black fitted tuxedo and golden wrist watch. All ready for going to another party.
"Aagayi mohtarama aapne aashiq ke sath ghumke?"
He taunted while taking slow steps towards her with raise eyebrows .
She look at him with horrified expression , she have no idea what he is saying. But one thing stuck in her mind yeh mere baare itni neechi soch rakhte hai?
"Kya hua bolti kyu band karli aapne Begum sahiba"?
"Kaisi faltu baate kar rahe hai aap hatiye humare raste se"
She walk away from there but stop when she felt a tug on her wrists. With a jerk he pull her towards him and hold her both wrist tightly in his hand.
"Aashik ke sath nahi thi toh kaha thi huh"?
He pull her more closer to his body and feel her getting nervous again , he smirk when he see her face getting all red because of their closeness.
"Aapko kya karna hai mai kahi bhi hu"
She wriggle from his hold and push him back by putting her hands on his chest.
"Iss khandan ki bahu ho or hone wale chief minister ki biwi isliye apni bekaar harkate chod do samjhi"
He step back and Walk away from there living her all confused. What the hell he was saying??
Mera koi aashik nahi hai she said in her mind with determination.
Bhot ho gaya aisi faltu or batameezi wali baate apne liye stand lena hoga mujhe.
*****
Hassan had ordered one of his private investigator to give all information about his wife from last one year.
He is sitting in his home office after coming from a party . He is checking all the reports about election which coming in next month.
When he pick the last file from desk he saw his wife name was written on it ' hanfaa malik ' .
He read all the information about her daily routines , parents , studies but he amuse when he saw there was no one in her life before marriage. She was single and introvert.
Her father words rang in his mind
' bechara Aamir kitna pyaar karta hai Hanfaa se lekin hahaha jitne paise tumne diye utne usne nahi '
His blood boiled when he remember his name Aamir. He hated him from the depth of his heart. Aamir is one of his biggest enemy not from now but from their college year. There are no words to describe their hatred.
Hassan and Aamir were classmates in same college and they both were the toppers. Hatred started from there when they both try to flirt with same girl. The girl ditch Aamir because he was less powerful than Hassan.He definitely was not in love or like the girl but to make jealous Aamir he used to flirt.
A knock on his door make him out of From his thoughts. It was 12:45 at night , everyone will be sleeping.
The door was pull by someone very slowly. He frown and raised his eyebrows when he saw his wife Hanfaa is entering. She was wearing simple yellow colour cotton shalwar kameez with dupatta. Her hairs were half open and little bit wet because of shower.
She came and sat infront of his desk.
It was totally weird for both of them.
But she has to clear her all doubts today whatever will be the situation.
"Toh aaj yaha kaise tashrif laayi Hanfaa sahiba"
He leaned back on his chair while folding his hands on his chest.
"Aaj toh hum sab clear karne aay hai Hassan sahab"
She reply him in full confidence while smirking. She is definitely not scared of him like others.
"Kya clear karna hai ? Mujhe clear karna hai apne raste or apne aashik ke paas jana hai ?" He told her while litting his cigrette.
"Sabse pehli baat Mr Hassan sayyed humara koi aashik nahi hai "
She hold her breath when he smoke.she didn't like it one bit.
"Ohhoo juth toh kaafi acha bol leti hai aap Mrs Hanfaa sayyed"
He stood up and walk near her chair. He want provoke and hurt her. He understood it easily that she is not scared of him like others and that hit is ego.
"Let me tell you clearly Mr sayyed aaj toh mere kirdaar par ungli utha li agli baar jurat bhi mat karna samjhe"
She told him while looking at his eyes directly which was getting more dark because of anger. She was awakening a beast.
"Kyu karengi aap Aamir ko bulaygi "?
He control his emotions and asked her but heard loud shreik and gasp.
She stood up from the chair so forcefully that chair was fallen.
"Yaa Allah aap Aamir ko humara aashik bana rahe hai dost hai humare woh kitne seedhe insaan hai kam se kam aapse toh behtar hi hai?"
She couldn't digest it. Aamir is her only best friend. Yeah she had a little bit feelings from him but faded away after their marriage, she didn't get the time to think about him. He is in Canada from last three months and also unaware of their marriage.
"Kitni masoom ban rahi hai aap dekho toh"
He mocked her and sat on the sofa. He place his leg on his other knee and smoke. He saw her face which getting red because of anger.
He shriek on his place when he heard the loud voice of breaking sound.
The vase which was kept on his desk in one piece was now converted into million pieces. Hanfaa had broken it remove her anger.
"Aapko lagta kya hai Hassan aap kuch bhi kahenge toh hum sunte rahege tsk toh bilkul galat hai , hum wo aurto ki tarah nhi hai jo zulm ya badtameezi seh le or kuch naa kahe , hume apne liye aawaz uthana aata hai yaad rakhe"
she was yelling now loudly that everybody can hear but fortunately Hassan office is on third floor there is no one here.
"Or haa aapko lagta hai ke Aamir ke sath humara kuch hai toh proof dikhay"
She stretch her arms in front of him for proof. When he didn't say anything she smirk.
"Kya hua Mr Hassan koi proof nahi hai ? Aree hoga bhi kaise jab humare kuch hai hi nahi fir bhi apni tasalli ke liye jaay chaan bin karle"
She left the office and walk away to her room and with relief. She felt so good after that outburst but she didn't know that she had hurt someone Manly ego by shouting and defending his enemy.
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