Daastan E Ishq - داستانِ عشق

A&N 4.

"Kia horaha hai yahan?" Haniya asked bewildered. Even a blind person could tell that she had heard everything.

(What's going on here?)

"Yeh.. Yeh larki kia baqwas karrahi hai? Biwi? Shohar? YEH SAB KIA HAI AMAN?" Haniya asked clutching her hair.

(What us this girl talking about? Wife? Husband? WHAT IS ALL THIS AMAN?)

"You... You trapped my husband in your trap. You must seduced him into this. YOU BLOODY WITCH" She pointed a finger at Nazish who was standing near the door.

"Tum middle class larkion ke Yahi kaam hote hain. Ameer aadmion ko apne jaal me phasa kar unki family tor deti ho. Niklo yahan se. ABHI" She said grabbing her arm and dragging her out.

(You middle class girls have only one thing to do and that to trap rich guys like Aman and destroy their families. Get out NOW)

"Stop right there. She's my wife and she's not going anywhere." Aman said holding Nazish's hand and pulling her towards her.

"You- you're going to keep her and go against me. YOU'RE ACTUAL WIFE AND THE MOTHER OF YOU'RE GOD DAMN DAUGHTER" She yelled.

"She's also my wife and you need to accept that" he said calmly.

"No. I WILL NOT ACCEPT ANYOTHER WOMAN IN YOUR LIFE. YOU'RE MINE AND MINE ONLY. AND YOU SAY SHE'S YOUR WIFE THEN WHY WAS SHE LIVING HERE LIKE A MAID. HUH?" She yelled making the servants get on high alert in hopes of getting new gossip for the week.

This one question was the one whose answer Aman himself didn't have.

"Because of you. Maybe because I thought I loved you and you loved me but I guess I was wrong." He said holding Nazish close to him.

"Besides if you can have another man in your life that too without marriage then why can't I have another wife" he said going back to his seat and pulling Nazish with him. He sat down pulling Nazish on his lap. Both women were shocked one because of this her secret being revealed and the other because her husband's new found proximity. She tried getting up but his grip on her waist tightened.

"W-what are you talking about?" Haniya asked stuttering. Her face was pale and eyes looking everywhere but him.

"I'm talking about Haris" he said taking the file of her pictures and money tranfering details out of his drawer and throwing it towards her.

Haniya picked the file up and looked through it. While she took everything in Nazish tried planning her escape from this awkward situation. She tried wriggling out of his hold but Hus voice made her freeze.

"Stop wriggling. I'm still not done with you." He whispered in her ears making her freeze on her spot. Her breath hitched and eyes closed involuntarily when she felt his breath seeping through her chiffon dupatta.

"Also here." He said giving Haniya another file.

"W-Whats this?" Haniya asked.

"I'll go check up on Zainab" Nazish said and jolted off his lap the moment his attention diverted to Haniya and without waiting for a response she ran away.

"What are these?" Haniya asked bewildered.
"Are dumb enough to not be able to read. These divorce papers. Signed divorce papers. Now sign them and get out" he said.

"You-you can't do this to me. You said you loved me" she said breaking down.

"That's right I loved you now I don't" he said lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag.

"You can't just undo love Aman. I gave you all I had. I even gave you a child and still you're leaving me. You can't do this to me and Zainab how will I look after her" she rambled clutching her hair tightly.