KIS HAQ SE ? (COMPLETED)

Chapter 17: HURT GAME

After freshening up, sidharth comes out changing into a casual night suit only to witness shehnaaz picking up his coat and arranging his shoes over the rack driving him insane "wth, kya kar rahe ho ?" pulls her away, from the shoe rack doesn't like anybody touching his footwear be it her, his sister or mother what exactly is she trying to prove by acting sweet, caring and innocent.

"Aapke cheesain sahi jagah par rakh rahe hoon" she says, dropping his coat in the laundry basket "kis khushi mai allah ka shukar hai mere haath paun theek hain itne bure din nahi aye hain ke mujhe tum par dependant hona pade, woh raha darwaza please meri jaan chodo !" sidharth folds his hand in annoyance.

"Kyun, pehle toh mujhse aap apne harr kaam karwane ki koshish karte thai ab achanak aisa kya hogaya joh meri presence tak jhaile nahi paa rahe ?" she told wanting answers "tum toh jaise nahi jaante, mere paas na tumhare muh lagne ka faltu time nahi .. hamare beech .. naa pehle kuch tha na aaj hoga aur naa he aage chal kar hone ke tawako (expectation) hai"

"Is baat ka dawa aap akele kaise karsakte hain, sidharth main biwi hoon aapke jaane anjaane mein mujhse bohut saare galatiyaan huwe jinka ehsaas bhale hi dair se huwa ho lekin ab jab hogaya hai toh kya aap apna dil mujhe maaf karke bada nahi karsakte ?" leaning closer, shehnaaz softly replies trying her best not to cry meanwhile their faces were mere inches apart.

"Tumne diya tha mauka .. humein .. hamare rishte ko .. nahi na phir main kyun doon ?" how dare she, does she think it's so easy to forgive .. how selfish of her to expect him to dance on her finger tips, do as her heart pleases "kya huwa ye ansoo kis baat ke main toh wahi kar raha hoon na joh tumhe chahiye tha ?" his face dangerously closer to hers, she wept, clutching his shoulders.

"I don't want this, I want you as my husband .. I want that caring sidharth jinko mera harr waqt khayal rehta tha .. joh mujhe lekar possessive hojate thai .. rota dekh jhatt se ice cream order karke mana laite thai, kya meri ek galati ne aapke dil se mujhe hamesha ke liye utaar diya hai ?" she pleadingly, questioned.

A drop of painful tear streams down, clasping her broken heart unable to resist instantly, cupped his handsome face and boldly kissed it away, sending shivers down his spine, she herself couldn't believe, her soft lips twitch, eye-lids flutter realising their closeness and her bold move .. snapping back .. jerked her away.

"I want you to leave !" sidharth announces, taking several steps backward.

"Meri baat .." shehnaaz felt dejected, witnessing his condition sadly walked out doesn't wanna push him beyond limitations.

He rested his head against the headboard meanwhile flashbacks ran in front of his eyes showcasing her rebellious attitude to break him their relationship, she had so much of hatred and bitterness, she got another man for marriage didn't even felt the need to respect his feelings, as if aren't worth paying attention, he will not make decision of his life depending on her mood.

That moment, he respected and prioritised hers due to which she has to suffer consequences of shattering everything to marry someone else "shehnaaz tum ab bhi apna rona lekar aye kabhi toh apne siwa dusre ke socho, kya lagta hai ? meri koi self respect nahi .. madam ka jab dil chaha apna liya jab dil chaha toh chor kar replace kardiya, sab kuch apne hisaab se karwane ki adat haina .. aur nahi .. ab main apne karunga !" sidharth, rebelliously, made his mind.

"Yeh maine kya kardiya, mana shohar hain lekin mujhe apne aap par emotions par control rakhna chahiye tha pehle se mujhe dekh ke unka khoon khol uth ta hai na jaane kya soch rahe honge, unko rota dekh mai khudko rok he nahi paye I lost control but I have no remorse after all he is my husband" she blushes, her heart accelerates, reminiscing their immense closeness.

"I feel myself getting attracted to him !" she thought, drifting into deep sleep.

Next morning, shehnaaz quickly ran downstairs to witness zubia serving warm breakfast to sidharth due to which her heart sadly dropped "shehnaaz, beta ur late, hum aapko kabse utha kar gaye ?" zahra ji, sighs "sorry, kal raat .." zakia ji interrupts "tauba, yeh bhi koi waqt hai uthne ka sooraj sarr par aya hai aur aap mazey se bistar tod rahe hain, ladkiyaun ko toh subah uth kar kitchen ke kaam dekhne chahiye waise bhai sahab hadh hai aap ne sarr chadha rakha hai" zoya  adil gritted their teeth out of irritation.