10.Tajurba🔥

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After sometime Haaris decided to go for a drive to sort his mind because he didn't want any of his friends to know about his stupidities.

He took his car keys & went out.

He kept driving aimlessly until he came to the same place he was three days ago.

The tell stall was open... A middle aged man was making tea.

It reminded Haaris of Inaayat.

Inaayat always prepared him tea during exams.

He wasn't fond of tea until he tasted hers.

He went to the tea seller & said " Bhai ek thandi chai aur garam paani dena "

The tea seller looked at him in confusion & asked " Saab! Mai samjha nahi "

Haaris hissed " Keh raha hoon thandi chai aur garam paani "

Tea seller still looked at him trying to figure out if he was joking by any chance.

Before Haaris's hand reached Tea seller's collar his hand was held back by a wrinkled hand.

The old man said " Shabbir teen garam chai aur ek thanda paani dena "

Haaris turned to the old man's voice & realized that he said the opposite.

Before he could give a reason for his mistake.

The old man said " Pareshaan ho! "

Haaris was surprised listening to the old man...he didn't question him but stated his condition correctly.

He found an old lady was sitting on the wooden bench.

Haaris nodded & took a seat on another  wooden bench across the lady.

The old man said to the tea seller " Zara armeena wali biskoot dena "

The tea seller joked " Oho chacha Biskoot toh creamso( imaginary biscuit company name) ki hoti hai "

The old man replied " Biskoot toh meri armeena ki hi hai " & put his arm around the old Lady's shoulder making her smile.

Haaris looked at the old couple seated across him...from appearance they looked in their 60's.

Tea seller served them tea.

Haaris saw the old man dip a biscuit into tea & eat.

The old man said " Chai thandi ho jayegi beta "

Haaris nodded & sipped his tea.

The old man spoke " Meri armeena isse acchi chai banati hai "

Haaris looked at him with questioning gaze.

The old man said " Meri biwi Armeena " & pointed beside him.

Haaris nodded.

The old lady elbowed him softly & said " Aisa kahenge toh shabbir ne badley mein humey badmaza chai banakar deni hai "

The old man said " Aisa nahi karega "

The old lady retorted " Kyun nahi karega... Mujhe pata hai... Mai badi hoon "

The old man nodded with a knowing smile on his face.

Tea seller said "saab Chacha ka bass chaley maathe par likhwalen ki mai Armeena ka shohar hoon "

The old man replied " Kyun nahi... Kyun nahi "

The old lady blushed like a new bride.

Haaris was amused watching the old man happily accept something that usully men don't... But he heard something that made him curious.

Haaris softly asked the old man " Yeh aapse badi hai? "

The old man nodded his head in yes.

Haaris asked " Apko ajeeb nahi lagta ki woh aapse badi hai umr mein ? "

The man cackled & said " Ajeeb kyun? Mujhe toh acha lagta hai ki meri biwi ka zindagi se tajurba zyada hai "

Haaris nodded & sipped his tea thinking how the old man had a solid point.

The oldman added " Umr mein chahe kitni bhi badi hoon...mohabbat toh mai hi zyada karta hoon " He teased the old lady.

A smile etched on Haaris's lips looking at them.

The old lady huffed & said " Aap toh aise keh rahe hai jaise mai aapse mohabbat hi nahi karti"

The old man replied " Karti hai begum lekin mujhse zyada nahi "

The old lady made a face & turned away from him gaining a chuckle from the tea seller.

He said " Kardiya na naraaz chachi ko "

(A/N reminds me of this scene⬇️🤣)

The old man said " Arey koi baat nahi... Mai manalunga... Meri armeena ka dil bohut bada hai " & dusted his hands from biscuit remains.

The old lady shook her head & wiped his hands with her shawl surprising Haaris.

He thought ' abhi toh yeh naraaz thi aur ab haath itne pyaar se clean kar rahin hai '

The old man spoke as if he read what was on haaris's mind " Sahin kehte hai log... Aurat ko koi samajh nahi sakta khaaskar usse jisse hum mohabbat karte hai "

Haaris spoke " Aaplogon ki toh Love marriage hui hogi na? Isiliye ek dusre se itni mohabbat karte hai "

The old lady let out a sarcastic laugh " Pasand se shaadi woh bhi inse... Itni bhi bewakoof nahi thi mai "

Haaris stifled his laugh watching the old man's expression.

The old man said " Meri bhabi ki badi behen thi yeh "

Haaris eyes widened hearing the new information.

Haaris immediately questioned " Toh aaplogon mein mohabbat kaise hui? "

The old man chuckled & said " Woh toh kabhi samajh nahi aaya...lekin jab saath hue toh aisa laga jaise barson se saath hai "

The old lady nodded.

Haaris said " Lekin kuch toh aisa hoga jisse aaplog ek dusre ke saath itne khush hain "

The old man said " Humne bas yeh samjha ki Rishte ek tarfa nahi Do tarfa hote hai... Jab aap kisi ko apne saanche mein dhaalne ki sonchte ho toh aapko bhi chahiye ki unke saanchon mein dhalen "

Haaris thought the whole time he was pissed that she wasn't the girl he imagined his wife to be but did he ever think was he the kind she wanted her husband to be? Did his personality positively tick the criterias of her dream man? Absolutely not.

There was one more thing that shook him... What if her groom didn't run away? What if she got married to that jerk? She would loose her spark forever? But he realized he did the same by marrying her... He put her into living hell with absolutely No mercy...he never put himself into her shoes because he was busy crying over his misfortune which for him now felt like a blessing.

He knew he f*cked up big time by ruining the relationship before it started.

His eyes prickled with tears.

He looked up to see the old couple who were watching him wallow in the puddle of his guilt.

He took a deep breath & ran his fingers into his hair thinking a way out of this.

He went closer to the elderly couple & held the old man's hand & spoke like child " Kya aaplog mere liye dua karenge? "

The elderly couple nodded.

The old man asked " Aap theek ho? "

Haaris shook his head in No & said " Mai.. Mai... Meri biwi mujhse bohut naraaz hai... Woh mujhe chor kar kahi chali jaana chahti hai...mai nahi chahta ki woh jaaye "

The old lady questioned " Aap kyun nahi chahte  ki woh jaaye? "

Haaris replied in a frustrated tone " MOHABBAT KARTA HOON USSE... MAI KAISE JAANE DUN... MERI BIWI HAI WOH... MAI NAHI REHSAKTA USKE BINA "

The old lady smiled & said " Toh fir yeh baat aapne unhe bataai? "

Haaris shook his head in No.

The old lady said " Aurat uss insaan ke saath bhi zindagi guzaar leti hai jo usse ek nazar bhi nahi dekhta... Aap sonche kya woh aapko chorkar jaayegi jab aap apne dil ki baat usse batayenge? "

Haaris paused & thought 'will she believe him? '

Haaris spoke in doubt " Agar usne mujhpar yakeen nahi kiya toh? Kyunki maine bohut takleef pohunchai hai usse "

The old man said " Azma ke dekhlo...Aurat ka dil bohut bada hota hai...woh har zulm har zyadti ke baad bhi apna dil khol sakti hai aapke liye " He looked at his wife.

(A/N one of the reasons why God made woman as Mother)

The old lady said " Bas shart yeh hai ki aap sacche dil se maafi mangen aur apne dil ki baat rakhen " She looked at her husband sith a smile.

Haaris nodded his head.

He thanked the elderly couple & left.

The old man held his wife's hand in his & said " Mujhe maaf karne aur dobara mauka dene ke liye shukriya "

The old lady smiled & placed her head on his shoulder softly & said " Aapki maafi aur mohabbat mein sacchai thi jo uss maazi ki baaton ko mita gayi "

The old man smiled.

(A/N gosh I love writing little stories in middle of stories 🥺❤ soo heartwarming )

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Location 📍:Rahman Villa

Inaayat held the saree in her hands contemplating to wear it or not because she wasn't comfortable with any kind of skin show & the blouse was sleeveless.

The saree was beautiful... Inaayat liked sanam's choice but it wasn't her style hence was doubting on herself if she could carry it.

She went to bathroom & started wearing the saree.

She came out & searched for some decent jewelry...she found a dainty neck piece along with earrings.

She quickly wore them.

She brushed her hair & did some basic makeup she learnt from Sanam.

After dressing up...She looked into the mirror.

She looked different...but the different look suited her.

She was still tense about the sleeveless so she thought to cover it with loose end of saree.

She pulled the end & was about to put it on her bare arm when the door opened & Haaris walked in.

Both froze looking at each other.

Haaris eyes stuck on her form like a glue.

The fabric of Saree wrapped around her in a silky smooth finish.

Every curve of her body was attracting attention.

She always wore loose clothes which covered her curves but they were pretty visible now.

Her porcelain skin peeking from the loose end of the saree was making Haaris loose his senses.

His mind was clogged with thoughts of touching her, feeling her against his body.

He wanted to strangle his few hours past self for asking her to dress nicely.

Inaayat stood dumbfounded at his stoic expression.

She thought ' mujhe lag raha hai mai over lag rahi hoon... Upar se bacchon ki party hai agar sab haaris ki sonch waale ho toh? '

Inaayat stuttered " Mai abhi change karle-"

Haaris cut her off by saying " Rehnedo...mai change karte hi chalenge "

Inaayat nodded & sat on bed.

Haaris saw her sitting idly on bed...he raised his eyebrow & said " Mai yahin change kar raha hoon...tumhe dekhna hai? "

Inaayat eyes widened & a flabbergasted expression etched on her face...she hissed "Chi" & scurried away like a cat.

Haaris chuckled at her expression.

He quickly changed into his formals.

He wanted to take his bike but he knew inaayat would immediately complain about it to his mother.

He recalled his mother's words " Mai aur tumhare Abbu... Badi daadi ke yahan jaa rahe hai... Iss beech agar inaayat ne ek bhi shikaayat lagayi toh mujhse bura koi nahi hoga Haaris... Yeh mat samjho ki tumhe dekh nahi rahi... Tumhari har harkat note ki hui hai maine... Inaayat ka khayal rakho aur usse tang mat karo "

He rolled his eyes & took the car keys.

He walked out to see inaayat seated sofa scrolling through her phone.

Inaayat stood up watching him approach her.

Haaris stares at her from head to toe then goes to his parents room.

After few minutes inaayat finds a cream colored shawl in Haaris's hand.

He strodes to her in quick steps & drapes the shawl around her shoulders.

He then walked out followed by inaayat who almost runs like duck to catch up with him.

(A/N aise ⬇️)

Haaris unlocks the car & settles in driver's seat while inaayat shimmies herself into passenger's seat.

Haaris starts the car & drives to the destination.

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