CHAPTER-7

INAYAT……

I woke up getting disturbed by some chirping sound. I opened my eyes and saw white sky. I blinked my eyes and frowned, not getting anything where I am ? I ran my gaze around my surroundings. Then I realised, I fell asleep in the garden last night. How irresponsible am I?

And my so-called husband doesn't care about me at all. He didn't even come to check on me. Why would he do that? If I die then, he will become free from this namesake marriage. So it's better to let me die here. That's why he didn't come to check on me. What if someone saw me?

OMG! They might think that Aadil kicked me out of his room. "So embarrassing." I hide my face with my palms in frustration.

I was wearing a hoodie jacket last night. That's why I didn't feel that much cold at night. And I was covering myself with my heavy dupatta. But I think I'm going to catch a cold. I touched my nose and it was so cold due to the falling dew and cold breeze at night.

I got up from the swing. And get back to my room from the backdoor hiding myself not wanting to be caught by them. Luckily no one noticed me and I reached my room without getting caught. When I opened the door I found him nowhere. I ran my gaze in every nook and corner but didn't find him anywhere.

Then I heard some sound coming from the closet so I went there and then I realised he was in the bathroom having a shower. And sighed but then reality hit me and I remembered I have to go to finish my morning routine. So banged on the door.

"What?" He shouted from inside.

"I need to use the toilet." I also shouted, controlling my pressure. I was literally jumping but stopped not wanting to make the situation worse.

“Then come inside. I'm opening the d,oor for you.” He said casually, making me shocked.

"Have you lost your mind?" I yelled in rage.

"No. If you have a problem then wait for sometime. It will take some time for me to finish.” He said so casually and here I was dying. What do I do now?

I was standing holding my stomach. If I don't go now then my stomach is really going to explode at any time.

"Oh, God! Help me. Give me an idea, I can't wait for him to come out. Please." I pleaded, closing my eyes tightly.

"Why don't I go to Saaba’s room?" I thought then shook my head not liking the idea. “What will she think of me?” I groaned in annoyance.

“So what? Let her think whatever she wants, I don't care. I just need to use the washroom now.” I scooted to her room and knocked on the door gently.

But she didn't open the door so I again knocked a little bit louder than before and I looked here and there to check if anyone was watching me or not. Luckily, no one was there and this time Saaba opened the door while yawning. But when she found me on her door she frowned.

"Is everything fine Bhabi jaan?" She asked and I shook my head.

“No, nothing is fine. First let me come inside.” I told her restlessly. And she let me go inside.

“What happened, Bhabhi Jaan? What are you doing here early in the morning?” Saaba asked in concern. Poor girl.

"Bathroom. I need to use your bathroom. It's urgent." I asked her and seeing my state she signed me towards the bathroom door.and not to waste any time I scoot from there and get into the bathroom.

After finishing my morning routine I came out from the bathroom. In her room there were two doors for the bathroom. One was attached to the closet and another one was direct from the room. It was nice. In our room there was one door but when I tried to open it, It was locked. So that means it's his secret room. No one has the chance to enter that. Cool!

I looked at Saaba and closed my eyes to calm myself, then opened it to face her.

“Well, Aadil is taking a shower. And I was in a hurry to use the toilet so having no other choice, I hurried to your room. Sorry for disturbing your sleep.” I truly felt guilty for ruining her sleep.

I really didn't want to disturbed her. I was helpless. So I had to do that.

“Oh, Bhabhi Jaan. Please don't apologize to me like this. It happens. I can understand your situation. You don't have to feel sorry for that. It's a normal thing.”

She said in her sweet voice with a warm smile. I really like this girl in this whole family. No, Arham is also a nice guy.

"Actually, my brother never takes a bath so early in the morning. So why did he suddenly get the urge to take a bath early in the morning?" She said while shrugging.

"Just to trouble me. Now I understood why he was acting like such a loving husband last night because he knew It will irritate me. He had planed to torture me this way. Huh! I'm not in the backseat. Just wait and watch Mr Aadil Waziri." I warned him in my thoughts and started thinking what to do with him.

Suddenly I felt someone was shaking me. And then I realised I was lost in my thoughts making plans to trouble my Devil husband in front of his cousin.

"What happened, Bhabhi jaan?" Saaba asked me in a worried tone. I felt so sorry to make her worry.

"Nothing. I was thinking something." I gave her a fake smile and took my leave from her room.

When I reached our room Aadil wasn't in the room. So I walked to the closet and grabbed a salwar suit and went inside the bathroom to have a warm bath.

After putting my clothes on I went out of the bathroom and tied my dupatta over my head.

I offered the Fazar namaz and then, putting the shawl on my shoulder, I made my way downstairs. I wanted a hot coffee now in this cold weather. I would catch a cold if I didn't have a hot coffee.

When I was striding down from the stairs I saw him downstairs. But I ignored him and passed him. But stopped when he caught my wrist in his hard grip.

I close my eyes to calm myself down not to create a scene here. I turned and gave him a tight lip smile

"Are you mad at me?" He asked me in a tender tone.

Aww! How sweet!

What does he think of himself? I'll melt after seeing his sweet, loving and caring gesture.

Huh! My foot. I know you very well Mr Devil Waziri.

I shook my head softly. For a moment I saw a surprised expression cross his face but in no time he changed it into a sad one. Very good actor. Well done. I laughed in my thoughts after seeing him.

"Sorry! I was in the middle of my bath, how could I come out in that condition. I'm really sorry." Devil said, showing me he was so guilty. But in reality it was all his acting.

Suddenly I felt someone's gaze on us. Suddenly one mirror caught my attention which was hanging on the front wall. I saw Dada Abbu's reflection on that and he was staring at us.

Oh I see! So you wanted to defame me in front of Dada Abbu that I'm an evil wife who just tortured you all the time. Okay! I'll show you who is the best actor betfrom ween us today.

"Aadil, why are you saying sorry? It was my fault so I should be the one apologizing to you,sternyou. Sorry to disturb your bath. I won't repeat this mistake again, just don't choke me to death like yesterday morning or don't kick me out at night to sleep in the garden.” I let tears roll down from my eyes with my head down.

I was smirking with triumph from inside. When I was saying those words to him, he was surprised as well as guilty, which was showing in his eyes. Now get ready for the consequences.

"Aayat." Devil was about to say something to me bwhichoppehad d by Dada Abbu.

"Aadil! What's all of this? I didn't expect this from you? How can you treat Inayat like this? She's your wife now. You vowed to take responsibility for her and treat her well. I know she's not the girl you love but she's your wife now. You have to treat her like one." He asked him in rage. Yes, Dada abbu taught him a lesson that he forgot to make trouble for me. Huhh!

"Dada Abbu, I'm sorry for disappointing you. I will make sure to treat her well.” Devil mumbled with his head low.

“I'll take my leave now." With that saying he strode upstairs towards our room.

Is he really guilty!

"Assalamualaikum Dada Abbu." I greeted him. But he was staring at Aadil's way, lost in deep thought. But he greeted me back. "Walaikum assalam." And went away. Strange family.

I went to the kitchen to make coffee for myself. I reached there and found that the Maids were making breakfast. Seeing me in the kitchen they were surprised.

"Young Madam. Do you need anything?" One maid asked me and I shook my head.

"I want to make coffee for myself." I told her and she nodded.

She gave me the ingredients to help me. As I didn't know where I could find them. They were really very sweet.

"What does Aadil prefer, tea or coffee?" I asked her, picking two mugs from the cabinet.

“Coffee. Black coffee without sugar.” She informed me while doing her work.

"Ohh. Thank you." I thanked her. Now I understand why he's such a bitter-tongued person.

"Young Madam. Sir, has his own coffee mug. He doesn't like other mugs. Let me get it for you.” She told me and went to take his mug then gave that to me. I gave a wide smile to her.

After making coffee for both of us I placed them on a tray and headed back to my room. When I entered, I found him getting ready for his office. I placed the tray on the coffee table and cleared my throat to get his attention."Ahem, Ahem."

He turned and looked at me, knitting his brows. "What?"

"Coffee." Pointing at the tray I told him.

"Did I ask you to make coffee for me?’’ His tone was harsh but I didn't mind. Because he just got scolded. It was obvious for him to be in a bad mood. I just shook my head.

“Then why did you make it?" Wearing his watch he said suppressing his anger. I think he has some anger issues.

“You want to show others that how much I torture you?" He yelled at me and I flinched in fear.

“I don't have such intentions.” I told him the truth. Then he chuckled bitterly.

“Then why did you framed me just now saying that I kicked you out of the room at night when the truth is, it was you who went out yourself.”

“Then why didn't you go to check on me? Did you even care where I was all night? You don't give a fuck even if I die in cold.”

I also shouted at him. But he came close to me and said, looking into my eyes.

“I went looking for you. You were sitting on the swing in the backyard. I thought to give you some time to stay alone to calm your mind. I thought you would come back on your own. I was so tired that I didn't realise when I fell asleep. I was shocked to know that. But I didn't stop.

“Then why didn't you come to check on me in the morning? Or you forgot that you have a wife now?" I asked, fuming in anger.

“No, how can I forget about you? You even haunt me in my nightmares." He said, rolling his eyes.

"After waking up when I didn't find you on the bed, I understood you didn't come back last night so I went to the balcony to check if you were still there, then I found you were already awake. So I went to take a bath.” He said and started walking to go out. But I stopped him holding his elbow.

“Where are you going? I have made you a coffee. You have to drink it.” I told him in a steen tone, daring him with my look.

“I don't have cold coffee in the morning and that too in the winter season." He said so casually and pulled back his elbow from my grip.

“It's your fault that the coffee turned cold. If you hadn't started an argument with me early in the morning then this coffee wouldn't have turned cold.” I snarled at him.

"Bye " Saying that he left the room. I stomped my foot in anger.

Huhh! Devil!

I glared at the closed door from where he just left.

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“Aayat, Why don't you make dinner for me tonight?” My Devil husband blasted a bomb on my head while we were at the dining table having breakfast.

WHAT!

I don't know how to cook? Then how am I supposed to cook dinner for him?

I looked at his smirking face and then others. I gulped in fear and gathered my courage to say something.

“Pardon me. I don't know how to cook. I was busy with my studies then work, I didn't get a chance to learn cooking.” I said in one breath looking down, not having the courage to face them.

“You have become a big girl and don't know how to cook? Chachi sneered. Then started again.

“How come your mother didn't teach you how to cook? Daughters should learn to cook at the age of fifteen. So that they don't have to face humiliation at their in-laws' place. And you are twenty-five years old. No one taught you cooking, strange.” Her words made me lose my sanity. My blood boiled hearing her words. She was insulting my mother. She would have to pay for this. But not now. Another time. I'll teach her a lesson for sure.

“Salima, get a hold of your tongue. You are going too far now. She's not your daughter-in-law but Mansha Bhabi's. It should be her problem if her daughter-in-law doesn't know the skill of cooking. You don't have to poke your nose in others matters. You better teach your daughter some cooking skills so our daughter doesn't have to go through this day in the future.” I was amazed, how Uncle Ateef took my side and scolded his wife. While my husband was enjoying it all along. Aadil Waziri you have to pay for this.

“I had no interest in cooking. That's why I never learned it. Kanayat was fond of cooking. She used to cook mostly at home. Ammi had said that she would teach me before my marriage. I had no idea that my marriage would happen so soon. If I had known, I would have learned it. But don't worry, I'm a fast learner. I can learn how to cook now for my husband.” I stared at my husband at the end and flashed a fake smile at him to show what a sweet wife I'm.

Then I shifted my gaze towards my Mother-in-law, making an innocent face. I know how to melt someone's heart. "Mamma, I consider you as my mother. Won't you teach your daughter how to cook?” I asked her with my best smile with so many expectations. My mother in law looked at Dadi jaan and she nodded, giving her permission.

"Sure." She said with a smile and I smiled widely.

"Thank you so much, Mamma" I ran to her and held her hand to place a kiss on the back of her palm. Then I ran to Grandma.

"Thanks a lot, Dadi Jaan." I held her hand and kissed the back of her palm.

I looked at the Devil and smirked smugly. You have lost to me, Mr, Devil Waziri. Now see how I will fail all your dirty schemes.

"Let's see." He gave me a challenging look.