CHAPTER -5

AADIL….

I opened my eyes and glanced at the clock. It showed three-fifteen am at midnight. Pushing the comforter aside, I sat on the bed to look for Inayat.

When my gaze fell on her frame. For one moment I felt pity for her. She was sleeping like a ball while shivering. I didn't even give her a blanket. That's why she was sleeping like this in the cold weather.

I stepped down from the bed and went to my closet. I pulled out a blanket from that and went back to her.

I covered her with the blanket and got back to my bed. But suddenly, something crosses my mind. And I smirked.

After completing my work, I slept peacefully.

My peaceful sleep broke with the alarm sound. I opened my eyes and searched for Inayat, but to my surprise, she wasn't in the room.

‘Where did she go and that too early in the morning?’ I thought in my mind. Just then, I heard some sound coming from the closet.

"Ohh! So, she's in the closet." I mumbled while smirking.

I went to the closet and twisted the doorknob, but it was locked from the inside.

How dare she?

I knocked on the door loudly in rage. And heard the unlocking sound of the doorknob. She opened the door, and I glared at her.

"Why are you glaring at m;e early in the morning?” She snarled at me? Staring at me with a heated gaze.

By holding her hand, I pulled her out of the closet.

"Because you just ruined my mood by showing your face. I'm going to have a bad day.” Hissing at her, I entered the closet. I was about to close the door when I heard her sound.

“Get used to it. Now you have to see my face every morning. You are stuck with me for the rest of your life, Mr. Waziri.” I slammed the door hearing her answer.

“I feel angry just thinking now I have to see your face only, before going to bed at night and after waking up in the morning. I had so many dreams about this before marriage now see what is happening to me.” I muttered and started the shower to have a warm bath.

After taking a shower, I changed into a new pair of clothes and stepped out of the bathroom.

Entering my room, I found Inayat standing near the bed.

"Why are you standing here like a ghost?" I asked her annoyedly, wearing my watch.

"You forbidden me to sit on your bed and I'm even forbidden to sit on your chair too. And thanks to you that the couch is still soaked with water as you poured water on it last night.”

“Now you will ask me why I didn't go downstairs. So let me tell you if I go there without you they will ask me, why aren't you with me? So, to avoid such a situation, I decided to wait for you, and then we will go downstairs for breakfast together." She narrated her statement and I was just listening to her nonsense words.

Oh, God! What a chatterbox is this girl? I just asked her a question and she made a story as an answer.

"Do you wanna ask something more?" She asked me, and I glared at her.

"I asked you a simple question and you gave me a lecture for that answer. Look, girl. I don't have any interest in listening to your nonsense.”I said, rolling my eyes and marching towards the door to go downstairs.

“Well, thank you for last night. Wasn't it you who covered me with the blanket? Obviously, it was you; otherwise, who could it be other than you? Only you and I sleep in this room. I think you are not as bad as you pretend to be.” She expressed her gratitude with a smile on her face. And I mentally rolled my eyes in annoyance. Now she has started again. Can't she shut her mouth for some time? Always babbling nonsense.

“Are you going downstairs or not? You do one thing: talk to yourself. I'm going. I have no interest in listening to your nonsense.” Saying that I opened the door to leave, and she followed me like an obedient wife.

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INAYAT.....

When we reached the dining hall, everyone was present there. I greeted them with all respect.

"Dear, have a seat and have breakfast," Baba told me, gesturing for me to sit with Aadil.

"Bade Abbu, let's give her our introduction. She doesn't know us properly.” Suddenly Saaba said to Baba.

"Introduction can be done after breakfast, Dear,” Baba replied, and I also agreed with him. Now, at this time, I was starving. So I just wanted food to fill my empty stomach

And about the introduction of the family members, it can be done after breakfast, right?

“No, Saaba is right. Food is not going anywhere.” But Aadil objected. This man. I hate him the most. Always makes trouble for me.

“Bhabi, I'm Saba, your sister-in-law.” She introduced herself with a bright smile. And I return the gesture with a smile.

"Bhabi Jaan. I'm Arham. Your husband's brother. I mean your Brother-in-law." Ohh! So that means he is Arham. Who is the same age as me? But he is calling me Bhabhi Jaan. Now I'm feeling like a woman now. Ha. Ha.

I nodded with a smile.

Suddenly, from nowhere, a boy came from there with swag and stood with Saaba. He was looking at me but not in a good manner.

"Hello! Inayat. Good morning." He greeted me, forwarding his hand towards me. I frowned at that but didn't forward my hand. Who is he? I don't like this type of boy. Who always tried to cling to girls.

"Good morning." I also wished him back with a fake smile. After seeing my reaction, he pulled back his hand and put it into his pocket.

"I'm Sahil. Saaba's brother. Though I'm your brother-in-law, you can call me Sahil. I won't mind. As you are the same age as me." Now he started his nonsense blabbering in front of elders.

"Astakhfirullah. Khudah ka khouf karo Sahil. Yeh kya tamiz hota hai apne bhabi se baat karne ki. Bhale hi woh tumhare age ki hai yah tumse choti. Hai toh rishte mein tumse badi. So from now respect her. And don't dare to call her by her name. Call her Bhabi. Only bhabi. Got it."

Ohho! My shohar got possessive over me. Wonderful! Great!

“How dare you talk to your sister-in-law in that tone, Sahil? It doesn't matter even though she's the same age as you or younger than you, she's older than you in relationships.” Aadil scolded Sahil for being disrespectful towards me.

“Aadil is right. Salima begum, didn't you educate your son properly? Where is his manners? You didn't even teach him how to respect the elders.” Dadi Jaan scolded Chachi. And she glared at me.

What? Why is she glaring at me? It's her son's fault, not mine. Did I ask him to say that? Sahil called me Inayat in front of the elders, or it was me who asked him, "Come, Sahil, do a handshake with me." It's him. He came towards me and said those nonsense things.

Huh!

"Ek baat toh mujhe saaf saaf samajh mein aa gayi ki yeh chachi mujhe bilkul pasand nehi karti. Aur mera jeena haram karne wali hai. Yeah Allah kis paap ki saza de rahe ho mujhe." I said to myself and the last one to Allah.

‘One thing was clear Chachi was going to make my life hell in this house. God, what have I done to deserve this hell?’

"Dadi Jaan, the generation has changed but you all are still stuck in the 70's century,” Sahil said in chill mode and sat next to Saaba.

"God forbid us. Are you really from our family's blood? Look at the other children in our house; they are so well-mannered.” Dadi Jaan complained.

"Pardon, Ammi. I failed to educate my children. Don't worry, I will make him reflect on his mistake." Chachi apologized and sat next to Mansha Ammi.

Everyone started having their breakfast after the drama.

Get used to it, Innu. Now, you have to go through this every day.

"Stay away from Sahil. Got it?" Aadil said whispering near my ear. And I nodded.

"Ammi, Ateef is coming back in the afternoon.”Suddenly Chachi announced something. Now who is he? I think it's her husband.

"Good news. At least, he will attend the reception party of his Nephew's wedding. He always stays out of town for work. Nothing mattered to him other than work.” Dadi Jaan exclaimed with irritation.

“You held the reception today?"Aadil asked in an amazed tone. Now what happened to him?

"Of course, the wedding is done. The reception party's date was fixed before. What can I do about this? Do you want me to cancel it?” Baba said in a serious tone while eating.

“Yes, cancel the party. I have zero interest in attending any party now.” He announced his decision and stood up from the chair to leave the dining table, but stopped at Baba's words.

"Not everything depends on your mood, Mr. Aadil Waziri. Reputation also matters. We had to go through so many things because of your stubbornness. Now stop throwing tantrums. If you hadn't insisted on marrying Kainaat, then we wouldn't have had to go through all this today. It's not only you who is suffering, we all are suffering because of your stupidity.”

Baba stared at my way and said with grief in his tone.“Even this innocent girl's life is ruined because of you.”

“Yes, now It's all my fault. Now keep taunting me all my life for my stupidity.” Saying that in rage he strode upstairs. Baba shook his head and Ammi was looking at me. She gestured for me to go after her son.

And I nodded to her, gesturing, then stood from there, leaving my breakfast in the middle. Yaar. I'm starving, and they do not let me finish my breakfast. So cruel.

When I reached his room. My eyes bulged from their sockets after seeing the condition of his room. What the hell did he do with this room? Everything was spreading all over the floor.

He was standing on the balcony, so I went there.

"Aadil," I called out for him. But in an instant, he turned and pinned me against the wall, choking me.

"All this is happening because of your sister. If your sister wouldn't have run away from the wedding then I wouldn't have to marry you. And I wouldn't have to see your jinx face. I wouldn't have to face all these tauntings. You two sisters are solely responsible for my condition. May Allah never forgive you both. Even if Allah forgives you, I will never forgive you.” His eyes were blazing with fire. And his body was shaking with rage. I was shaken by his actions.

I was trying to free myself from his grip. But it was impossible for me. He was holding my neck so tightly as he was going to kill me at this instant.

I was feeling like I was going to die today. Tears were flowing from my eyes without any break.

I fell down when he released his hand from my neck. I choked and took heavy breaths to get some air. I was feeling suffocated. My heart was pounding heavily.

“For God's sake, get out of here with this wretched face of yours. Otherwise, I don't even know what I will do to you. Just get lost.” He roared, and I crept toward the wall in fear. I was hell-scared. To save myself from that Devil. I ran away from there.

“Has he lost his mind? Why did you do this to me, Allah? What have I done to deserve this hellhole? I thought I was going to die today. I saw death before my eyes. I almost touched the door of death today.” I murmured, while sitting on the swing of the garden. I was crying more and more when I imagined that scary scene.

"Bhabhi jaan." I heard a voice. Wiping my tears with the back of my palm, I turned back and found Saaba standing there. Now what does she want?

“Oh, God! Bhabi, you are crying?” She ran towards me and sat next to me.

I shook my head not to give her the reply. I know, if I opened my mouth to say something, then I wouldn't be able to stop myself from crying.

“How come you have this mark on your neck?” She gasped and started panicking after seeing my neck. Which definitely turned into red marks left by his fingers. I shut my eyes to calm myself down and also prepared myself to face the matter.

"It's an allergy. It happens because of the jewellery I wore yesterday at the wedding. It left rashes on my skin now.” I said to her, but seeing her face, she wasn't convinced by that.

Beyond that she didn't say anything further related to that matter. To divert my mind she took me inside with her. She told me that Ammi had instructed her to take me to the parlor. Because today was the reception party. There my husband was behaving like a mad bull. And here they were making me ready for the Reception party.