chapter 9

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Rehan Gardezi who was busy reading stands up from his seat in shock after seeing Aun in front of him.
"What is your problem Aun, what do you want now? He questions with skepticism as he is unable to comprehend his spoken words.

"In the morning you wanted to go abroad and now all of the sudden you want ruksati with Biya?" With a critical gaze, he stares at his son although Aun's expressions did not change and he did not try to speak a word ...

" tell me Aun? What's cooking up in your mind now?" He comes closer by taking a few steps and now folding up his both arms he waits for Aun to clarify his abruptly spoken words.

"Dad, why are so skeptical and surprised... Biya is my wife and I have the right for asking her ruksati with me!
He speaks with such velocity which causes Rehan Gardezi to narrow his gaze even more...
" I am your father Aun, I know well and I know that there is something which you are hiding from me, so spill out the beans if you want me to consider your marriage request"

"For God's sake dad, why do you people always force me for doing things but never bother to understand that I need something as well...you forced me to marry Biya but now as I want my wife officially with me you opposed to it? " his voice turns out as frustrated that Rehan Gardezi gets thoughtful...

"Listen to me, I am just surprised how can you come and request out of the blue, even you know that Biya wants to pursue higher studies and you have to settle your own business as well... Are not you suppose to be rational to decide about it, with a calm and collected mind?"

Now Aun looks up with some irritation at his father, a little apprehension crossed his face and his mind was in such a mess, want to claim Biya as his wife as soon as possible, the flashing images of smiling Biya with Bilal gets refreshed in his mind to increase his insecurities further ...

Rehan Gardezi who was watching his every changing expression very closely begins to discern his rapid temperamental shift...
" ok, we will see it later, now rest a bit" patting Aun's shoulder he speaks relatively this time...

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Rehan Gardezi POV:

I don't understand this boy, he has been always hot-headed and quite rigid when it comes to his desires. I have no issue with his ruksati decision but his sudden demand is what makes me worried. I know his bad temperament which is unlike Biya's nature. I feel he still needs to be mature to understand the responsibilities of marriage. I want him to successfully run his own business and be more responsible in the future. I worry for Biya's future too, he is my late brother's child who is equally dear to me. I will see what he is hiding from me to see this matter thoroughly... After thinking about it, I close my eyes while resting my head on a pillow to get asleep...

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Biya POV:

As I get ready after wearing a churidar pajama with a long Anarkali frock I walk out of my room with excitement as today I am going to visit the university for my MA admission with Bilal Bhai...
When I enter the living room I find Bilal Bhai already sitting there and waiting for me. He gets up from the sofa after seeing me coming from the stairs...
"Someone seems very excited today" he speaks with a mischievous glint in his eye and I let out a chuckle...

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Aun POV:

After stressing out all night I woke up tired and leaving the room in a bad mood I enter the living room. My feet got freeze in a place after beholding Biya and Bilal sight in front of me. They both seem happy together and it explodes my calmness like a bomb...
" where are you going? Ignoring Bilal's presence I directly inquire to Biya on which she notices me standing behind her...

" We are going for Biya's admission" Bilal responds quickly before Biya's reply which pissed off me even more...

"You are not going anywhere" glancing at Biya I speak with gritting each word.
"Huh? What are you saying? " surprised Biya asks in disbelief on which I hold her hand and start to drag her with me going upstairs, meanwhile, her resistance and Bilal questioning voice has not affected me anyhow I enter my room closing the door with a thud I shove her onto my bed that she looks up at me with her shocked expressions...

" what's this Aun, why did you drag me here?" She utters while gasping for air."
"Mrs. Aun Gardezi, you are not allowed to do anything without your husband's permission" taking a few steps closer I remind her stressing on every word of mine...
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Biya POV:

His eyes and words hold so much intensity and the way he utters my name as Mrs. Aun Gardezi amazed me to an extent that I forget to breathe for a few seconds... incapable to understand why is he so unpredictable and why can't I understand him yet?...  why does he seem so mad right now thinking that, I did not see him getting closer then leaning very near my face while locking his stare with mine...
"biya Aun gardezi" suddenly, his whisper sends a shiver to my spine...
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