8

After lunch he went to his study to do his pending works.

He was so engrossed in his work that he didn't notice that it was now getting dark,

He was reading a file when a knock on his door made him reply with a small come in.

Hira entered with a sup of tea,

' Arman Bhai aapki chai'.

( Your tea bro)

Arman nodded and gestured her to put the cup on the table,

When Hira was about to go, Arman called her.

' Hira?'.

'jee'

(Yes)

'Mujhe tumse ek baat poochni hai'

( I wanted to ask you something)

Hira nodded and said

'jee poochein'

(Yes ask)

She asked confused.

' tum do'peher Mai itna hass q rahi thien?'.

Hira was confused for a moment but then her eyes sparkled with mischievous.

' uhh ese hi, kuch khaas nahi hai wajah'

( Just like that, nothing serious)

Arman raised an eyebrow, not buying her lame excuse.

' chalain agar esa hai to phir pehle ek deal kerte hain'.

( Okay if it's gonna be like this, then first make a deal)

' kesi deal?'.

(What deal?).

She surely knew how to handle these situations after all she was a Malick.

'apko mujhe shopping per leker Jana hoga, or wo bhi apke apne card per'.

(You will have to take me shopping and only o your card).

Arman sighed he knew this was coming,

But none the less spoke politely.

' Hira Mai abhi kuch din busy honga is liye nahi leja sakunga, per I promise k Mai farigh ho ker tumhe sabse pehle shopping per lejaunga'.

( Hira I'm busy these days, so I can't take you now, but I promise that when I'll get time I'll surely take you).

Hira thought for a minute then nodded her head and replied with an okay. Only because she knew he would never break his promise.

She shook hands with him then as if doubtful, bent a little and whispered.

' lekin yeh nahi bataiga k Maine aapko batai hai yeh baat'.

(But don't tell anyone that I told you).

Arman nodded and gestured her to continue.

Hira with a thump sat on one of the chairs in front of his desk and leaned a bit.

' jab tayi ammi ne aap se....'

(When tayi ammi asked you---)

Hira told him everything that how and what Noor mumbled, every single thing.

And left with reminding him of his promise.

Hira thought that Arman Bhai is asking just like that, and it was a little bad to laugh at every thing so with a little thought of him not getting suspicious of her being stupid, she told him everything.

But never in her wildest thought she imagine Arman Bhai confronting Noor for this. She thought they both were very reserved thats why didn't talk to each other, but also she didn't had to know what havoc Noor was creating in his system.

After Hira left, Arman was angry at Noor but at the same time amused,

He never thought she would say something like this.

Surely he did not know her alot.

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At dinner when the males arrived, everyone was surprised to see Arman, but none the less greeted him with love.

He met his Dadi who looked more paler and thinner than before but none the less didn't lose her authoritive aura.

On the dining table, he kept glancing at Noor who didn't dare to look up.

Whole dinner she was quite and only focused on her plate.

Arman was agitated by her behavior.

When his father spoke.

' Noor beta itni khamosh kiu ho?'.

( Noor, dear why are you silent)

Arman was confused.

' kuch nahi Taya abbu, ese hi'

( Nothing Taya abbu, just like that)

Mustafa nodded, he loved his niece alot.

Noor was just like his own daughter.

' miyan Aya hua Haina, isliye chup hai'

( Husband is here na, that's why she's quite).

Dadi spoke bluntly.

Noor choked on her bite.

and everyone's eyes snapped to Dadi. No one Never in 2 years of nikkah, brought this topic. As if it was forbidden.

Arman also was a little surprised but hid it quickly, replacing it with a smirk.

Noor couldn't stop coughing, Hareem who was sitting beside her patted her back.

After a few minutes, everything went back to normal, they quickly finished their meals with a small smile.

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It was almost 11 when everyone went to their respective rooms.

Noor after giving medicine to Dadi and a cup of coffee to her Taya abbu made her way to her own room.

When she neared the door, one hand of someone clasped her mouth and the other hand rounded her stomach. She was yanked into the guest room beside the stairs.

Noor was continuously mumbling something, thrashing to get away but all her attempts went futile.

She heard the door getting closed then locked. Suddenly she was pushed against the closed door.

And that when she saw it was him holding her.

Arman removed his hand from her mouth. As soon he removed. Noor put her hands on his chest and pushed him with all her strength.

' Kiya badtameezi hai yeh?'.

( What the hell)

Noor spoke with disgust in her eyes and tone.

Arman smirked and put her hands beside her on the door, holding them tightly.

' yeh badtameezi hai or Jo tum kerrahi ho wo kuch nahi?'.

( It's badtameezi and what's that, that you are doing?).

Noor was confused, what did he mean?.

She thought. And so voiced out her thought.

' Kiya Matlab? Or chorain mujhe'.

( What do you mean?, And leave me)

' jahan tak chorne ki baat hai to Mai tumhe kabhi nahi chorunga, or rahi baat Matlab ki to tumne mujhe Kiya bola tha?'.

( As far as it concerns in leaving than it's not happening, and the rest, the meaning is that what you spoke about me?).

Noor was now more confused.

' Maine aapko Kiya bola?'.

( What I said to you?).

'Oh to wo hathi or bhens to mujhe Armeen ne bola tha, Haina?'.

( Oh so the one calling me name was Armeen right?)

As it dawned upon her, she gasped.

Us Hira ko to chorungi nahi.

She thought.

But then she played it cool.

' bola hoga, mujhe Kiya pata. Or wese bhi Sach karwa hi hota hai, chahe kisi ne bhi bola ho'.

( Maybe she said that, and anyways truth is always bitter, whether it's coming from a stranger).

Her smart mouth was something Arman didn't knew.

He was stunned for a minute but then composed himself. Anger rooting inside of him.

' mujhe yeh apna attitude mat dikhana werna mujhse bura koi nahi hoga, samjhien?'.

( Don't show this attitude to me, or else you will see the worst of me).

Arman spoke harshly and tightened his hold on her wrists even more.

Noor cried in pain.

' aap se bura koi hai bhi nahi'.

(No one is worst than you)

Noor said with gritted theeths.

The last straw of Arman's patience flew out the window. He snarled.

' to theek hai, ese hi sahi'

Than it's okay, it'll be like this)

He spat. Rage filling his eyes and taking over his mind now.

In a moment, Arman threw her on the bed. Noor yelped from the sudden hit.

She quickly sat up and tried to crawl backwards when Arman held her ankle and pulled her towards himself.

' hosh Mai to Hain aap. Chorain mujhe'.

( Are you in your senses, leave me)

Noor tried to talk but Arman was not paying any heeds.

He grabbed her arms and pinned her down on the bed. Noor tried to wriggle out of his grip but he was strong.

He grabbed her dupatta and threw it on the floor. Tears of helplessness came out of her eyes. He got on top of her and kissed her neck harshly.

' chorain mujhe-- aahh'.

(Leave me, aah)

Noor cried when Arman bit harshly on her neck,

' please, Kia hogya aapko

please mujhe chordain'.

( Please what happened to you

Please leave me).

Noor again cried,

Arman kissed and bit her collar bone than repeated it all the way to her cleavage.

Noor was thrashing, she couldn't stand him anymore, it was wrong. Very wrong.

' ammhi babbha'

Noor wept, and as if something went off in Arman's mind, he stopped immediately.

He slowly came in his senses, and smirked at his work on her neck.

' please mujhe Jane dain '

( Please let me go)

Arman groaned but slowly sat up and then completely stood up.

' jao jaldi, usse pehle ke Mai kuch or ker baithun'

( Go quickly before I do something bad)

Noor who was silently weeping, when heard what he said, quickly stood up, picked her dupatta from the floor and ran out of the door.

Noor crossed the hallway then went straight to her room, when entered, quickly locked it.

She was weeping, she was feeling dirty.

She never knew he was a janwar, a jangli

janwar.

Noor was scared she couldn't stop shivering. She slowly made her way to the closet, took out a shalwar kameez then went into the washroom, carefully not to wake Azaan who was sleeping peacefully.

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Arman was sitting on the guest bed, he knew it was a wrong move and it'll make matters worse, but he was regretting what he did with an innocent soul, he didn't understood that she was still a girl, an 18 year old little girl.

But his mind was hell bent on Telling him that it was nothing and normal. She would get used to it. He'll make sure of it.