A tall handsome hunk has been living under darkness with no peace in his life. He doesn't consider anybody trust worthy hence buries every emotion inside. Has nobody to share his miseries or inner turmoil. His dark world lightened up with a lot of h...
Two weeks passed, sidharth is able to move his hand yet wound on his chest is quite visible and painful ... shehnaaz took care of everything ... as responsible wife from his food to medicine. He has become used to her presence cause she always stays around him and happily does his personal work from helping him in taking bath to setting his clothes on bed.
They have become addicted to each other's presence finally sidharth is out of bed feeling much better and healthier to resume back work. He hated being a helpless man whose completely depending on his wife for everything. He has been receiving important calls to kill famous business man's brother imran to take over his property, mission needs to be accomplished, since his uncle has given words as well as taken huge amount of cash to kill.
It's heard by shehnaaz, who had been pretending to hear music by using head phones little did sidharth know his smart wife is extremely naughty and sharp for being fooled. He goes inside to wardrobe section to pull out revolver some bullets too as result her heart accelerated, she couldn't let him commit sin, he must stop doing illegal work for raheem (his evil uncle)who only enjoys to use him like a tissue paper during these two weeks, heartless uncle, didn't bother to know if sidharth is doing well or not just to use him emotional blackmails.
He has committed innumerable sins before their wedding however she won't allow him to do anymore, bounded together, being his wife her responsibility is to make sure her husband walks on right path. He doesn't commit murders for completing someone else's mission, idiotic of him to work as his puppet.
"Kahan jarahe hain ?" abruptly walking up to him, folding hands and raising eyebrow she questioned in rightful tone.
"Jahanum (hell), chaloge ?" replied, in harsh tone.
He stood speechless while she smiled at him "bakwaas mat kar aur dialogue maarna bandh kar kyunke bol na asaan hota hai lekin karke dekhna mushkil"
"Maine aapko nahi jaane daina !" standing infront of him, she didn't move an inch stubbornly looked at him, sidharth groans in frustration.
"Deemag mat sada, shehnaaz don't test my patience !" he threatened, shook head trying to hold his muscular hand "sidharthhh please aap nahin jayenge meri kasam" she almost cried.
"Kyun ?" asked, although has idea yet desires to hear from his beautiful wife.
"Please, aap mera maan aur jahan hai, kisi ko maar kar apne haath khoon se mat range, apne dil ke tarhan jism ko bhi gunnaho se paak rakhein" she sobs warming his cold heart unable to fulfil her wish plastered emotionless face.
He cannot step back after walking into this dark world moreover promised his uncle to support him until last breath. He is already impure with blood "why'd you consider someone like me as your world and pride when there are simply no reasons, you should hate me, chahe jitna bhi undekha karlo main tumhare liye paak (pure) nahi bann jaunga, I am impure .. devil ... a murderer" scoffed.
"Theek hai, phir main bhi aapke saath chalunge !" she announced.
"Main ghoomne nahin jaraha ke tumko saath lekar chalun" he taunted.
"Hayeeee, ghoomne se yaad aya aap mujhe kabhi nahi lekar gaye, kitne mean hain aap sidharthh dusraun ke shohar dekhe hain kitne ache hote hain" pouts.
"Aise kaise chodaun, rocket thode na hain mere shohar hain" face palmed her lips curled into smile, loves to irritate him.
He slightly pushed her aside, she follows him "mat ao mere peeche" he yelled.
"Dekh shehnaaz, mazak nahi chal raha ... why don't you understand wahan pe jaana tere liye dangerous hoga ?" smiled, to read concern in voice and action.
"Tu pagal hai, hass kyun rahe hai ?" she rolled eyes.
"Muskurane ki wajah tum ho" her heart whispered.
"Sidharth, aap gussa nahin mere liye openly care dekha rahe ho" excitedly, his heart loudly pounded against chest.
Recovering back, sidharth demanded her to stay back "aap mujhe nahin jaane dairahe toh main aapko kaise jaane doon ?" she asked, cupping his face.
"If you ever considered me as your wife, sidharth you won't break my heart by killing someone, aap kisi ko nuksaan nahi pohanchayenge !"
Doesn't know why, sidharth couldn't deny or break her heart .. his body could not step out of the house by pushing her away .. her tears are affecting him.
What is shehnaaz doing to him ?
"Kya horaha hai mujhe,
Kyun itna pagal kar rahe hai mujhe,
Kyun uske ansoo pareshaan karte hain mujhe,
Kyun uska hasna sukoon daita hai mujhe,
Kyun uska tootna, todta hai mujhe,
Aakhir kya horaha hai, mujhe"
(I am learning to write poem for them 🤣❤️)
"Sidharthhhh" like always, hopefully stretched his name.
"Boliye, chod kar nahi na jayenge ?" doesn't know why, her innocent orbs are pleading to him to reply positively and sidharth does making her jump in alot happiness ended up tightly hugging and kissing his chest.
"Yayyyy, baahir chalein, shaadi ko itna waqt hogaya hai aap mujhe time nahi na daite main kya soch rahe hoon ... shopping chalte hain ?" he sighed.
"No way, mere paas aur bhi cheesain hain sambhalne ke liye !" he denied.
"Hayeeee, aap se puch thode na rahe hoon ...bata rahe hoon ... yahan rukiye main abhi ate hoon" she went to change.
"Fuck man, shehnaaz ka dil rakhne ke liye mana toh kardiya lekin ab uncle ko kaise samjhaunga ?" he thought.
"I will make sure raheem aapko apne ungliyaun mein na nachaye !" she smiles wearing dupatta and traditional piece of jewellery around her neck.
"Joh baat traditional kapdaun mein haina woh western mein kahan" adoring herself in front of mirror "apne favourite hoon !" blowing kiss to her reflection.
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