LOGININAYAT….
Finally my marriage is over after all controversies. I got married to Aadil. Now I officially became Mrs Inayat Aadil Waziri. We reached Waziri mansion. I looked at that building from the car window. Their building was double the size than mine. If I said it was a mansion then I was wrong because their house was like a palace. A royal palace. I was staring at it without blinking my eyes. I was mesmerised with the beauty of this palace. Siddiqui Mansion was big but not like theirs. Now I have to live here the rest of my life with him. Aadil opened his door and got down from the car and started walking without taking me with him. How rude! Taking me with him was a farthing. He didn't even give a single glance at me. Huhh! I also got down from the car and started walking behind him like a lost puppy. He stopped when he reached at the main door. His family members were present there. He has a big family. We both entered inside the palace. I ran my eyes around the whole palace to where my gaze reached. It was really beautiful. “Saaba, escort Inayat to Aadil's room.” My Mother-in-law ordered the little girl standing beside me. She nodded with a smile and held my arm to take me with her. We climbed the stairs and she led me to his room. We stopped near a door. And she opened the door for me, we both entered the room. So this is the room of Aadil Waziri. Room of the Prince of this palace. Room was big with a king size bed. White shade on walls. At one corner it was his study area. With a huge wooden study table and chair. Behind it, the whole wall was made into a library. At the opposite corner, it was arranged with a beautiful white leather couch. Seems to be a private area. Sunlight will directly enter through the huge window glass. Beautiful place. I really like it. Next was his walk in closet. Of Course it shows all the luxury of its owner. Everything was kept very neat and orderly. "Come, bhabi." Saaba pulled me with her by holding my forearm. “Here is your room. From now on you will live here. I hope you like your new room. Your suitcase is kept in the corner. Set your clothes in the cupboard later.” Saaba chirped while throwing her hands in the air every now and then. "Bhabi. Are you feeling nervous?" She asked me after observing me. "Nervous. Are you kidding me?" I exclaimed. "I'm not feeling nervous , I'm feeling scared. How can I face him after all this mess?" I said in a helpless manner. "Chill Bhabi. It's not your fault that Kainaat Aapi ran away from the wedding. The worst thing is that you become the scapegoat. Honestly, I didn't like it.” She said sitting on the bed folding her legs. “What you didn't like? Me?” I asked her. But she shook her head quickly. “No, it's nothing like that. I was saying…..” "SAABA" A loud voice echoed in the room. We literally jumped from our place after hearing the deep, scary voice. I looked at the source of the voice and found my husband standing at the doorstep. His blue eyes were giving a chill feeling into my spine. He was looking very scary. Please don't give me that look. I'm already really very scared. And You are killing me with your very eyes. He wouldn't need any knife to kill anybody , his pair of dangerous orbs are enough to kill someone. Saaba stood up from the bed with a jerk and said, "Yeah, bhai." “What are you doing here? Go down. Your Mom is looking for you.” Honey was dripping from his mouth with each word that was coming from his mouth. And I kept staring at him in astonishment. "Okay, bhai. Good night." She wished him. He also wished her back. Then she turned towards me. "Good night bhabi." She wished me and I also wished her back , then she left the room. What do I do now? I turned and saw he was going towards the closet. Maybe, to change his clothes. I also have to change myself into something comfortable. I packed my things myself. I never allow anyone to touch my things without my permission. I never allow anyone to enter my room without my permission. I packed my all things in 4 suitcase. They must be thinking I brought so many clothes with me and so much jewellerys. But in reality I brought all my things related to my work. I didn't leave anything there. It was really more important than my life. When I was lost in my thoughts I heard a sound from my behind. So I turned and found my husband standing there holding a towel in his hand. He was looking at me, raising his one eyebrow. "What?" He asked in a deep husky voice. "Nothing." I said and scooted from there to the closet holding my night suit. I brought my old night suits. Trousers and loose t-shirts. At first I pulled out all my jewellery and then started to open all the pins which were on my head to tie the bun. I stepped out of my dress and took a warm bath to reduce all my tension. And it helps a lot. After taking a shower I changed into my night suit. Then I came out of the bathroom. I went towards the bed and stood there in a dilemma. Aadil was already lying on the bed closing his eyes. His one hand was on his forehead and another one was on his chest. What to do now? I can't sleep on the same bed with him. But it was cold here. “What are you thinking, Sweetheart?” I flinched when suddenly Aadil's deep voice fell on my ear. I looked at him and found him awake. He wasn’t sleeping but pretending! Huh! Wait! Wait a minute! What did he say? Sweetheart! Has he lost his nuts? What's wrong with him now? Don't tell me because of Kainaat’s betrayal he has lost some nuts and forgot I want Kainaat but Inayat. "Excuse me!" I exclaimed. “Why, standing over my head?” He asked me in a cold tone, getting up from the bed and sat there dangling his legs. “Umm…..I….." I was saying something but he didn't let me say anything and burst on me. “What are you wearing? Can't you wear some decent clothes? You are married now. You are the daughter-in-law of the Waziri family. And you are roaming around wearing trousers and t-shirts? Don't you have any shame left on you?” He shouted at me then pointed his finger at me. “If I ever saw you wearing them then the consequences won't be in your favor.” The way he was yelling at me it seemed I wasn't wearing Trousers and T-shirts but I was roaming naked. “What's wrong with them? I'm fully clothed. And I'm wearing it in front of my husband. I’m not going to roam around the whole house wearing them. Then what's the problem?” Even though I was mad from inside, my tone was soft with him. Because I didn't want to argue with him the first day in my in-laws. “Didn't your parents teach you anything like manners? How can you talk back to your husband?” What? How dare he? I'm talking with him so politely but he is now crossing my limits. I took a deep breath before talking to him again, making sure I didn't lose my patience. “My parents had educated me enough. They have taught me to respect my husband. That's why I'm still talking to you politely. I’m not arguing with you. I'm just stating the facts.” “Moreover, I always wear them because I feel comfortable in them. I know I can't wear them in my In-laws. I didn't have time to arrange a new pair of night suits for me. I will get some tomorrow. Just let me know your taste. I will buy exactly the same. I can't afford to offend my husband.” I said with a lip tight smile. “Were you so excited to marry me that you forgot every important thing? Don't tell me you have feelings for me?” He gasped and covered his mouth with wide eyes. “Was it the reason why you didn't take much time before agreeing to this marriage? And that's why you helped Kainaat to escape from the marriage.” My eyes widened at the false accusations on me. “Look, don't assume things on your own. It's nothing like that. I don't have any feelings for you. And I wasn't dying to marry you. I agreed to do this marriage only for the sake of the family's reputation. So, please don't think I agreed to this marriage because I'm interested in you.” Now I lost all my temper. He was testing my patience. “Whoa! One sister ran away with her lover not giving a shit about the family's reputation while the other sister sacrificed her life for the sake of the family's reputation. You both are incredible.” He said while clapping. “Tell me one thing, if it was you in her place, will she also do the same that you did for her?” He asked me looking into my eyes intensely. “Never. Neither would she sacrifice her life for me nor would I do something like her.” My voice was stern as I said staring into his eyes boldly. "Exactly!" He exclaimed and stood up from the bed. “Because she's not stupid like you.” He said poking my head with his forefinger and walked away. "Excuse me!” He stopped and turned back to face me. “Why do you think that I'm stupid? Is this because I agreed to this marriage?” I crossed my arms against my chest and stared at him boldly. “Then let me tell you something. You are also a stupid because you also agreed to this marriage.” I gave him a smug smile. “You really have a sharp tongue. Be careful, darling. One day this sharp tongue of yours will put you in big trouble.” He warned me. What does he think of himself? I rolled my eyes in my mind and gave him a tight lip smile. “Get used to it. Because I'm always like this. I think Kainaat did the right thing by leaving a person like you who is really rude, arrogant and ill-mannered. Who would in the right mind marry a person like you. Because it's not marriage but suicide. I was always an unlucky person, that's why I’m stuck with you now.” I said in rage and in no time he came towards me seething in outrage and held a fist full of my hair in his hand making me winced in pain then clutched my cheeks with his other hard hand making my lips pout. “How dare you say those words about me? I love Kainaat. I would have treated her like a Queen. But you? I hate you. I hate you to the core of my heart. And I will make sure you live every moment of your life like hell. Got it?” Saying that he pushed me towards the floor and I hurt my elbow. How dare he hurt me like this? “You will make my life hell?” I laughed humorously. “From the moment I became your wife, my life has already become like hell.” I stood up from the floor in very difficulty. “I didn't come here thinking you will treat me like a Queen. I knew very well what I had put myself into when I said yes to this marriage. But I didn't know that you have so much hatred for me in your heart. If I knew I would rather die than marry you.” I told him looking in his eyes boldly. "Then go and die. Who is stopping you? I will be free then." He told me shamelessly. “Yeah, of course. And before dying I will leave a suicide note saying, how my husband used to torture me and not being able to bear anymore I was doing suicide. My husband is the sole reason behind my suicide. Then after my death you will live the rest of your life behind the bars.” I told him very angrily. "Woah!" He clapped. “How evil are you?" He told me in an amazed tone. "Do you have any doubt?" I asked, smirking. And he shook his head. “Let me tell you some rules as from now on you will live with me as my wife. What happens between us will remain inside these walls only. You will respect my family. You can't touch my things, and you will not interfere in my personal life. And you will sleep on the floor only. I won't share my bed with you. And don't you dare touch the cupboard.” Rules! Rules! Rules! Now it was too much. “Everything is fine. But where will I put my clothes?” I asked him angrily. He looked at the corner. I turned my gaze to find out where he was looking. And I found him looking at my four suitcases. "Four suitcases!” He stared at me in amazement. “What do you have in them?” He asked me, crossing his arms. “On only one condition. If you let me use one corner of your cupboard. I can't keep my clothes in my suitcase all my life. What will your Mother think if one day she finds out.” He thought for some moment and agreed. “Okay, I will make some space for you tomorrow.” Good. Thanks! “And one more thing. I can't sleep on the floor. I have never slept on the floor in my life. I will sleep on the couch then.” I said pointing my finger at it. "Okay!" Saying that I watched him walking towards the couch. He took the jug from the coffee table and poured it on the couch. What the hell? "Are you insane?" I shouted at him. "Why did you do that?" I asked him, gritting my teeth. “If you don't obey me in future next time you will find yourself outside of the house.” Saying that he walked back to the bed and lay down on it covering himself with the duvet. A scoff left my mouth seeing him sleeping peacefully on the bed. I walked to the cupboard to find something to sleep. And to my surprise I found a mattress and one pillow near the cupboard. That means he had planned to make me sleep on the floor beforehand. Great! Just great! I took the mattress and the pillow and walked out from the closet. I set the mattress on the floor and made my new bed. I lay down on that with new experience in my new life. I didn’t have a duvet. So I had to sleep without a duvet on this cold night. I was hella tired so when my head touched the pillow I slipped into the deep slumber.“I told Inayat that I love only her, that my heart belongs to her alone. But the truth is… I still haven’t fully forgotten Kainaat. No matter what happened, she was my first love. And first love… doesn’t fade so easily.”Aadil was standing on the rooftop to get some fresh air. And to ease his inner turmoil.“Why is this happening to me? When I was finally trying to move on, to accept Inayat wholeheartedly… Why did she return? Why now?”“Fate is truly playing a cruel game. What am I supposed to do? I can’t forget my first love.I can’t be with her either. Nor can I watch her suffer like this.”“I can’t be hers. And if only she hadn’t run away on the wedding day… none of this would have happened. Neither to me nor to her.”“Why, Kainaat? Why did you do this? Didn’t you see my love? Were you so blinded by Faraz’s fake affection that you ignored what I felt for you? Could we ever have been together?”He exhaled shakily and gripped the railing of the rooftop.“No… no, Aadil, you can’t betr
"Sister-in-law, where’s the bride? I don’t see her anywhere." Sajmeen, Aadil’s phuppo, asked Mansha about Inayat."Sister, she has gone to her mother’s home.""Bhabi, why are you lying? Tell Sister the truth that Inayat has been missing since morning. No one knows where she went. And Madam has even switched off her phone. God knows what sort of girl she is… her feet never stay still on the ground. She flutters around like a butterfly!"Selima Begum cut Mansha Begum off and delivered the news herself."What am I hearing, Bhabi? Inayat has been out since morning? No one knows where she is? Does she even understand what family she belongs to now? How can she just walk out without informing anyone?"Sajmeen exploded, her voice echoing through the hall while Selima Begum smirked in satisfaction for creating drama."Sister, Aadil went to look for her. He’ll surely bring her ba" Mansha stopped mid-sentence when suddenly her eyes shifted to the main door she found Aadil was standing at the do
The doctor stood in front of Faraz with a helpless expression on her face.“Mr. Haider… I’m sorry. We couldn’t save your baby. It was a boy.”Her voice trembled before she continued.“That fall was very hard… the baby died inside the womb. Even saving your wife became nearly impossible. But we managed to save Mrs. Haider.”She paused, hesitating, searching for words.Faraz felt his heartbeat stop. “But… what, Doctor Aditi?”“Mrs. Haider…” The doctor swallowed. “She can never become a mother again.”“What??” Faraz staggered back.“Have you even checked properly? What kind of joke is this?” His voice cracked, desperation dripping from every word.The doctor gave him a pitying look. “I’m very sorry… but your wife can never get pregnant.”He didn’t respond. His face went blank, hollow. Without saying another word, he walked out of the cabin like a dead man. His steps dragged as he entered Kainaat’s ward, where she lay unconscious and unaware.He didn’t stay. He couldn’t. Instead, he walke
INAYAT......“Inayat.”I froze the moment I heard Aadil’s voice behind me.Did he hear something?I quickly disconnected the call and turned around, masking the fear on my face so he wouldn’t suspect a thing.“Yes? Did you need something?” I asked, forcing my expression to stay calm.He stood there expressionless. No emotion, no clue to what was going on in his mind.“It’s too late,” he finally said. “Aren’t you going to sleep?”That’s it?He only wanted to ask that?So he didn’t hear anything.Thank God.“You can go to sleep. You don’t need to worry about me,” I replied, tilting my head slightly. “I’ll sleep when I feel like it.”He gave me a look that screamed, ‘Don’t test me.’“Alright, alright!” I held up my hands in mock surrender. “No need to glare at me like that now. I'm going.”He turned and started walking toward the bedroom. I followed a few steps behind.“So when are we leaving tomorrow?” I asked as we settled on the bed.“Early morning,” he said curtly. “I booked the firs
INAYAT SIDDIQUI.......“So you’re not going to tell me, are you? You loyal dog.”I swung the baseball bat hard against his head. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.“Ateef Waziri is his uncle, right? Then why does he want his nephew dead? Is loyalty more important than blood?” I demanded.He let out a dark chuckle, showing me his red-stained teeth.Eww. Disgusting.“So what if he’s his nephew? He’s not his son, is he?” he sneered. “Our boss has done more favors for him than his own family ever did. He’s drowning under the weight of that debt. He can’t fight back. Even if you kill me, you still won’t be able to save Aadil Waziri. His death is already written.”His eyes were fearless, completely unbothered.That was enough for me to break the last strand of patience I had in me and I pulled the trigger. The bullet hit him right between the eyes. He didn't even get time to react. His eyes went wide and then his body went limp.“You piece of shit!” I screamed, my voice echoing off
“Mr. Aadil Waziri,” Inayat’s voice trembled with fury. “Would you care to explain what just happened?”“I have no idea about this accident,” Aadil said flatly, his eyes fixed on the floor — as if the carpet had suddenly become the most fascinating thing in the world.“Really?” she snapped. “Do I look like a fool to you?”He didn’t answer. Didn’t even look up.“Aadil,” she said sharply, her voice rising, “I’m asking you for the last time. Tell me the truth. What’s going on that someone wants you dead?”“I told you already — I don’t know anything!” he shouted, his patience snapping. “And asking again and again won’t change my answer!”Inayat’s eyes narrowed as she studied him. His body was tense. His voice too sharp. He was lying — she could feel it.“I know you’re hiding something,” she said coldly. “But fine. Don’t tell me. Go to hell with your secrets.”She turned on her heel, slammed the door behind her, and stormed out.Aadil buried his face in his palms and sighed deeply.“I’m sor







