"Aizal Rajput, daughter of Bilal Rajput, your marriage with Hamdan Shah, son of Mukarram Shah, has been solemnized with a dowry of fifty lakh rupees in cash. Do you accept this marriage?"
Tears began to fall endlessly from Aizal’s eyes. Just a year ago, she had uttered the same words. The only difference was — at that time, the groom was someone else.
That person was buried under tons of soil today. Access to him was impossible.
"Aizal, my child... answer the Maulana Sahib." Arfa Hashmi patted her daughter's shoulder. "Yes... I accept it!" And then, she hardened her heart and devalued herself in her own eyes.
She was silently shedding tears with her veil drawn. Adnan's life, according to Allah, was written very short. She only stayed with him for six months. And these six months were the most beautiful days of her life. Aizal Hashmi was the most beautiful young girl of the family. Lively and playful, always making others laugh.
She was five years old when her father died in a car accident. Arfa Begum took her daughter and came to her brother's house. Her brother, Mukarram Shah, had two sons. Adnan was fourteen years old and Hamdan was thirteen years old. These children were raised together in the same mansion. Adnan joined his father's business. While hamdan became obsessed with joining the army. He went away from home for his training. A deep friendship blossomed between Aizal and Adnan. Then their families arranged their engagement. When Hamdan returned after completing his training, he received this good news. He was his brother's He was very happy in his brothers joy. He himself made all the wedding arrangements. He also adorned his brother's head with a sehra (wedding garland) and showered money. But he didn't know that six months later, he would himself be burying him with his own hands. That moment when they got married. Shah Haveli was filled with happiness. Adnan was a very polite and well-mannered person. The way he treated Aizal was very gentle; he always treated her like a child. Even on the first night of marriage, he touched her gently like flowers. "Aizal... aren't you scared...?" Hearing his sweet voice, she lowered her head and blushed. Adnan made him her own with great love and affection, so much so that Ezel Shah felt herself to be among the luckiest girls in the world. She thanked Allah that she found a husband like Adnan, who understood her feelings. But this happiness lasted only for six months. They were all present in the current moment, while she was getting lost in the past.
Aizal... daughter... Make what Hamdan is asking for. Arfa Begum sided with Hamdan. It had only been a week since her marriage to Adnan, and Hamdan was asking her for Biryani. Adnan also held his brother very dear, so it considered it his duty to fulfill his every wish.
He was everyone's favorite, Aizal's only brother-in-law. Aizal felt a strange hesitation towards him from the beginning. He was younger in relation but older in age. He didn't bother Aizal much either. Understanding her hesitation, he maintained less of a sister-in-law-like relationship with her. But today, the vein of mischief pulsed in him, and he demanded biryani. The poor soul, fresh out of sleep, started looking up biryani recipes with interest. Arfa Begum also helped her quite a bit. Meanwhile, her aunt had been suffering from knee pain for a few days,so she mostly stayed in her room during those days. Everyone loved and respected her, especially her husband, Mukarram Shah. He was devoted to his wife. Wherever she was, he would be right there with her. He wouldn't leave his wife alone even for a moment. They would be there with them. She was married to Mukarram Shah at a young age. She was fourteen years younger than Mukarram Shah. Adnan never said anything about their madness and love. He would just smile. While Hamdan Shah was a very accomplished person. He would talk to his parents in such a way, even without considering the presence of four people, that Mukkram Shah would hide his face in shame. Hamdan Shah was as shameless and disrespectful as Adnan Shah was modest and respectful. Everyone knew this, which is why Aizal Hashmi kept a little distance from him. . His parents were not spared from him meaningful words. So what kind of radish of a field was she? Thank God the biryani turned out good. Now, hopefully, Nawab Sahib will like it. She muttered loudly, taking a deep breath, "Don't worry... It must be good, given how much effort you put into making it... And if it's very good, you might even get a reward.' At Hamdan's sudden arrival, she jumped, startled. 'You...?'
'When did you come?' She adjusted her dupatta properly over her head, looked at him once, and immediately turned her face away."
He was said to be one year younger than Adnan Shah.
But he had built his body so well that Adnan Shah looked two years younger than him. He stood a little distance away, now removing the biryani from the steam, he smelled its aroma and smiled. "Bhabhi, the aroma is good. The taste will surely be good too. So here is your reward... He extended his wallet towards Aizal. What is this..? She was surprised. Keep as much as you want. He said with dignity. No... I don't want them... Aizal turned away in embarrassment. Sister-in-law... you will have to keep them...
You made biryani for my sake, standing in such heat... Okay, put it on a plate. Let me taste it. He said with an enthusiastic tone, and a smile also appeared on Aizal's face. When the biryani was offered to him, he took a spoonful and furrowed his brow. For the first time, Aizal was looking at him so intently.What will he answer? What happened? Didn't you like it...? He asked with a pounding heart. Good... very good...! You turned out to be a hidden gem. You cook very good,Brother's really having a good time. Upon his words, Aizal dispelled her embarrassment with a blush.It had been fifteen days since the wedding. Hamdan's aunt, Munazza Begum, arranged his engagement with Rania, her sister's daughter. His holidays were ending, and before he returned, they were simply engaged. Hamdan didn't have any girl in his heart, so he approved his mother's choice. But even after leaving from here, he never contacted Rania. In his opinion, engagement was not a permanent relationship. That's why he never became frank with Rania. Whereas Rania had started loving him in her heart. After returning from the honeymoon, Aizal was very happy. Being in Adnan's company, she felt as if she was flying in the air.
Even in the private moments of the night, he maintained a boundary. Whenever he went near Aizal, he respected her young age. He always treated her with great love.Yet, despite this, it became difficult for Aizal to bear him. That's why he rarely went near her. This was the reason he had achieved a very high place in Aizal's heart. He was not like traditional husbands at all... In six months,he didn't even come to her six times. Instead, he controlled his youthful emotions. And then one day, Aizal's life turned upside down. Adnan had a car accident. This sudden accident shocked everyone so much that no one has recovered to this day. Aizal's world was devastated. Hamdan immediately returned to his city upon hearing about his brother's sudden death. His mother was completely broken; the entire house was scattered after Adnan's departure. And when, after a week, he told his mother, Manza Begum, that he was going back to his duty, she cried and said... stopped. He didn't want to go, but Hamdan didn't want to stay there during Aizal's Iddat period as they were non-mahram ( permissible to marry). This would create more difficulties for him. He promised his mother and returned exactly five months later. He was surprised by the sudden chaos happening in the house. His aunt started crying...Hamdan tried to understand the whole situation. Then Arfa Hashmi, while crying, told Hamdan everything. Suddenly, her husband's brother started worrying about his niece.
And they came here and forcibly arranged Aizal's marriage with their son, Behzad. And today they were coming with the wedding procession. Hamdan clenched his lips tightly upon hearing their words. Are they out of their minds...? By what right are they talking? Hamdan couldn't control his anger. Son... they are very cruel people."If their words weren't heard... weren't accepted, then my daughter would be harmed... How is that possible, auntie...? No one dares to even look at Aizal while I am here. He said these words thinking of Aizal as his deceased brother's widow, or in a fit of madness... He himself didn't know.
It definitely came to Mukarram Shah's mind that for Aizal's protection, he could marry her off to Hamdan. Hamdan...? Before he brings the baraat (wedding procession)... And forcefully Aizal...? You... son... you... marry Aizal! At Mukarram Shah's words, Hamdan was stunned for a moment. Father?"What are you saying? She is my brother's widow. And you...? Hamdan, who said that one cannot marry a brother's wife? Aizal is innocent, she is only nineteen years old. And those people... so cruel... My innocent Aizal is more delicate than flowers... . How can I hand her over to those cruel people, whom I nurtured like flowers? Now this is the only way. Their every right over Aizal will be finished, which has awakened after years, for some unknown reason... What do you want, Phuppho...? He listened to his father's entire conversation with patience and turned towards Phuppho.""I don't want to hand over my Aizal to these cruel people," she said, wiping away her tears. And in that moment, Hamdaan Shah decided to adopt Aizal Rajput. Five minutes before Aizal's wedding, her mother told her that her wedding would not be with Behzad but with Hamdan. And this was her mother's decision. She had become like a puppet. Everyone was making her dance to his tunes. She remembered Adnan intensely. But before the Nikah (marriage contract). As soon as she signed the Nikah papers, she buried Adnan in a hidden corner of her heart. Because..."This was a sin. After marriage, even thoughts could not be controlled by a non-mahram (a person with whom marriage is permissible). She was accepting this decision of her Lord with tears.
Meanwhile, this news also reached the home of Kamila Begum , Arfa Begum's sister. She lost her temper. Taking her husband and daughter along..immediately reached Shah House. Where there was already a commotion. How dare you...? To marry my niece to someone else without my permission...? Farman Rajput shouted in a loud voice. They had come with a small wedding procession, but seeing the situation reversed, they became very angry. The Nikah (marriage contract) has already taken place, elders, so it is better that you leave from here with dignity.
Hamdan said in a harsh, icy tone, standing before them like a rock. Hearing the noise, Aizal also got scared and reached the threshold of the room, but she didn't have the courage to go further. Impossible...! This is a deception. You people have forcefully taken my niece.
Bring my niece out. I will talk to her myself and if she doesn't agree, I will bring the police. This time he spoke threateningly, and a sarcastic smile appeared on Hamdan's face.You can also fulfill your this desire. But before two minutes, be out of this house's threshold. Aizal... Aizal... Beta, come outside. Your uncle is still alive, beta. Come to me. Seeing Aizal standing in front, he spoke with love. Hamdan turned and looked at her once. In these five months, how much she had changed.Her face was so withered. For makeup, only lipstick was applied. He was looking at her without blinking. Aizal's tearful eyes also met his. There was a warning in his eyes. Aizal's heart pounded hard in her ribs. When had Hamdan seen her with such eyes... as he was seeing today. She instinctively recoiled. Her recoiling further enraged Farman Rajput. He could not turn back under any circumstances. Because their father, Sial Rajput, had passed away a few months ago, According to the will, he had willed all his wealth and property to his elder son, Bilal Rajput, and according to the will, after the father, his daughter Aizal was supposed to receive everything because Farman Rajput was the step-son of Sial Rajput. Now, before fulfilling the will, they had to get Aizal married to their son. So that all the property would return to them, which they had occupied for so long. But upon coming here, their entire plan was ruined. Big boss... for now, let's leave from here. Let's think of another solution. Standing in front.The person standing in front is no ordinary person, he is an Army Officer. He is not afraid of police threats. Farman Rajput, listening to his special man, clenched his fists tightly. Don't think that you have won. I will return."He kept threatening and left in a fit of rage. A sense of relief appeared on Phuppho's face. She looked at Hamdan with grateful eyes. Then he stepped forward and hugged his Phuppho, giving her the honor of being with him. Phuppho, I shouldn't see a single tear in your eye.If anyone dares to cast an eye on my family, I will gouge out their eyes. He roared like a lion. Today, Mukarram Shah felt that he was not alone. This feeling was always bestowed upon him by Adnan Shah. Hamdan was usually away for his training, but today, seeing Hamdan standing with him for the first time, his eyes filled with tears of joy, while his chest swelled with pride. Arfa Begum came to leave Aizal in Hamdan's room, and she started trembling. "What happened, Aizal...?" "Child... Why are you so scared?" Arfa Begum cried seeing her daughter's condition. During these five or six months, she had become so weak that it was frightening to see her, lest she inflict some illness upon herself. Mother... I'm feeling anxious... My heart... cannot accept all this.She cried bitterly. Daughter... we are finally free from this devil... otherwise, those people would have killed us without anyone knowing... Thank God, He sent Hamdan as an angel at the right time. She said with tearful gratitude. Mother...? Before she could say anything more, there was a loud noise from outside once again and both mother and daughter were surprised. "You stay here, I'll go see." She said to Aizal on seeing her coming along with her , And then she herself got up and went outside. Aizal couldn't resist either, so she took small steps and came out, holding onto the railing, looking down at the scene in the hall. Where Kamila Auntie was red with anger. Her daughter and husband were also with her. "Look, these are all games of fate. So why...? What about fate...? You do everything yourself and then blame fate... What kind of talk is this...? You people have usurped my daughter's right... the daughter-in-law of this house My Raniya was supposed to be made. And you again with this inauspicious...? Kamila came. Suddenly their words infuriated everyone present there. But everyone remained silent at Begum Munazza's loud and stern voice. Beware if anything wrong is said about my Aizal... She is my daughter... Begum Munazza's tone was extremely strong and angry when she stopped Begum Kamila .He was extremely strong and angry. Kamla Begum was left with a look of helplessness on her face. You have wronged my child, Allah will hold you all accountable... She was crying as she spoke. Her gaze fell upon Aizal standing above. Today you found my words offensive, but you will see... time will prove me right. First, she consumed the elder son... now she has married off the younger one. She was still not giving up. And Hamdan was watching all this spectacle silently, out of respect and courtesy. When Kamila Begum signaled Rania with her eye, she immediately went crying up the stairs and there...As she went, she shook the trembling Aizal. Why did you devour my happiness...? Are you a witch...! She pushed her forcefully near the shaking stairs, which revealed that Aizal's foot slipped. Aizal could not maintain her balance and, spinning around..."When Hamdan reached the top, leaping over the stairs, he put his arm around her waist and pulled her close to his chest. He then leaned forcefully against the stair railing. All the people below watched them with open mouths, in surprise and with pounding hearts. Aizal, leaning against Hamdan's chest, raised her head, opening her trembling eyes.She started looking at him. His grip was around her waist. But her eyes were on Rania, the girl standing in front. Who, seeing her plan failing, was now looking at her mother with agitation. I felt very sorry... for you too and for your daughter too. Thank goodness. We found out in time. And my good child's life was saved from ruin. Before I force you out, leave from here. Munazza Begum turned her face, suppressing her tears. Kamila Begum gestured to Rania to come down from there. She was going down the stairs, passing Hamdan and Aizel, afraid as she descended the steps. Aizel wanted to move away from Hamdan, but Hamdan pulled her closer to his chest. Her whole body trembled from his deadly closeness in front of everyone. She didn't have the courage to even offer a slight resistance. Rania quickly went down the stairs. Kamla Begum's husband forcibly took them from there. Hamdan freed Aizal from his grip. So she stumbled badly. After that, Hamdan held her again. "Hamdan, son, take Auzal to her room. I'll send something to eat." Munaza Begum said lovingly to her son, wiping her tears. "Will you walk yourself or should I carry you?" he asked blandly. Aizal started to sweat coldly. She ascended with firm steps, while Hamdan was right behind her. He could clearly feel the slipping of her feet. Upon entering the room, she collapsed onto the bed. She had no idea that Hamdan had followed her. And as he locked the door and came near her, Aizal's face turned pale. Why is she so scared? As if she had seen a ghost? He was looking at his wife, eight years younger than him, with a frown on his forehead. "Pipa nahi...?" she asked, blinking with difficulty.Hamdan stepped forward, poured water from the jug into a glass, and offered it to her. As she took it, their fingers touched. She drank two sips and then put the glass down. She then looked at Hamdan with a nervous gaze, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Just then, there was a knock at the door."And Munazza Begum brought milk, juice, and dry fruits with the maid to their room. They had everything placed aside, and when the glass of juice was offered to Aizal, she took it with trembling hands. "Mami Jaan... I am unlucky..."Am I not inauspicious...? She said with tears in her eyes, while Hamdan was leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, looking at her. Just don't think too much, children... It's people's job to talk... When we know it's about our children. So why listen to anyone's..."And there's no need to think about useless things. Hamdan, son, you also take juice... She turned and spoke to Hamdan. Mom... give it to her... they need it more. He looked at her physique, frowned, and spoke as he walked towards the cupboard.Hamdan came here. Munazza called him to her, and he sat beside her, taking a deep breath. Hamdan, Aizal... children... today you both have made an important decision in your lives. We are all very happy about this. After Adnan left, it felt as if everything had fallen apart.They spoke in a choked voice. At the mention of Adnan, Hamdan's gaze involuntarily lifted to Aizal, who sat with downcast eyes and no expression. But Hamdan, you have handled everything. Now I don't want anything else to be scattered. Gather them both close to each other... He held both their hands, Holding both their hands, she lovingly said : 'Mother, don't worry. Now nothing will be scattered while I'm here.' She embraced her mother. 'You both are the light of this house... and both should remain bright. Won't you remain bright?' she asked her son."What was she asking? Hamdan understood well. He wanted a smile on Aizal's face. Insha'Allah. He comforted her and again embraced her, looking deeply at the small, plump girl in front of him. What will happen now?? This girl is already married. What will we do now?Property's...? How will we get it now? Behzaad asked, looking towards his father, Farman Rajput. Something will have to be done; if it comes to the third finger, then the finger has to be bent. Whatever happens, I cannot let this property go from my hands under any circumstances, For that, I will have to do anything. Farman Rajput said, immersed in your thoughts, "How many more people will we kill for this property?" They asked him, upon which he slapped them hard on their face.
Restrain your tongue. And in the future, I don't want to hear such nonsense from your mouth regarding my affairs. He angrily rebuked his wife, while Behzad did not at all like his father raising a hand on his mother. You can command whatever you want, but the truth will not change. For worldly wealth and riches, you have fallen below humanity. Despite being slapped, Sain Rajput did not stop speaking his mind, upon which Farman Rajput grabbed him by the hair and pulled him towards himself. "I am explaining to you for the last time."stay away from my matters. Baba, what are you doing? Leave Mama. Behzaad told his father, looking at Mrs. Sabeen with sorrow and anger, "Mama, please go inside..." As he said this, she shook her head and went inside."While her heart was deeply saddened today, her husband had raised a hand on her in front of their children, and this was something neither she would ever forget nor would she forgive Farman Rajput. Rajput himself called his special man again;this time his intentions were very dangerous. Behzaad Rajput, clenching his lips, kept looking at his father. When he came after taking a shower, Aizal was sitting leaning against the bed's headboard, her position hadn't changed even a bit. Wow, it was as if she had come to stay here, and after a little while, she had to leave. It was taking time for the family to accept all this, but he was a practical person, so perhaps it wasn't difficult for him, but it was proving difficult for Aizal to face all this. Hamdan got a little irritated If you are feeling sleepy, reach out and sleep comfortably. Going near him annoyed her. At this, she turned to look the other way in a flustered manner. Her going away like this greatly angered the hamdan why she was going away, holding her by the wrist and pulling her back towards himself and she looked at him with stony eyes. Their faces were an inch apart, and they were completely silent, looking into each other's eyes. Meanwhile, she felt Hamdan's warm breaths on her face, she trembled with all her being. 'Why are you so afraid of me? As if this is the first time you are close to a man?' he said in a low voice, sending a shiver through her entire body. 'I know... I am not worthy of you... I am used. She said, shedding silent tears from eyes filled with pain, without blinking. Shut up, Aizal Hamdan Shah... Don't forget... Now you are my wife... If such nonsense comes to your tongue again, no one will be worse than me.
Hearing his words, he felt a burning fire within him. Don't give me a chance. She said again in the same manner, "Go and change , and then go to sleep." You don't have the courage... to fulfill a husband's demands tonight. He left her and went in front of the dressing table, styling his wet hair. At this, she got up with a bitter laugh. "Why did you laugh?" When he turned back on his steps, she stopped in her tracks. He came closer to her. "Tell me, why did Aizal Hamdan Shah laugh?" He emphasized his point and spoke. If I tell the truth, you'll feel bad again. Thinking for a moment, she swallowed and cleared her throat, saying, "I don't get angry."
"Tell me..." He asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "You're saying all this to me because you don't want to come close to me. . I know. Every man wants a complete girl. Both her heart and her body. And you have many doubts about me. You are neither satisfied with my heart nor my body..?? She took a deep breath, raising and lowering her eyelids, and continued speaking while looking at him. He listened to her words with great patience, staring at her for a few moments. And then, the very next moment, he pushed her onto the bed. She fell straight onto her back on the bed. And Hamdan's hands got tangled in the buttons of her shirt, while he didn't blink even once.He opened his shirt, presenting his bare chest. She couldn't believe Hamdan could do something like this. He moved closer to her on his palms, his knees on the bed, getting even closer. She lowered her head. And involuntarily, her hands went to his bare chest, wanting to push him back. He didn't budge an inch. Looking at his heavy-bodied, muscular physique, a lump rose and disappeared in her throat. "Hamd-an...?" she called out his name in a panic. "What happened...? Why are you so scared now? This is what you wanted, isn't it? That I come close to you... I was just giving you time for no reason."It was... that you should be careful and understand this relationship. Only then can we move our marital life forward. But I didn't know... you were in a hurry...? He intertwined his fingers with hers, which deepened her breaths. No... it's nothing like that... Please...? Away...? She panicked."she murmured nervously, but Hamdan suddenly bent over her neck, inhaling the scent of her body. He had never felt this way about Aizal before, as he felt today.
He was there, breathing deeply near her neck, where he placed his burning lips, causing her whole body to tremble. Hamdan...? Feeling his burning touch on her neck, she closed her eyes. "Open your eyes... Aizal...! And look at me." he said in a grave tone, as her eyes remained closed.Look. He says in a deep voice, looking at her closed eyes, which were marred. Aizal suddenly opened her eyes as he threw her dupatta away. Seeing his six-packs and biceps, she held her breath. Adnan was also strong and handsome in physique. But Hamdan's body shape was like that of a professional bodybuilder. Go on, touch it...!"
He spoke in a daze, feeling the focus of her gaze on his body, speaking slowly. So she shook her head in denial and shivered. While Hamdan forcibly took her hand and placed it on his chest. Feeling the touch of her soft and delicate hands, Hamdan's heart rate increased.
His youthful emotions stirred within him. 'Hamdan, please... I'm scared...!' she said in a weeping voice. There was a time when Adnan had asked her on their wedding night if she wasn't scared. And today, seeing Hamdan's demeanor, she immediately said, 'i am scared ...you should be scared....He winked with one eye, placing his lips on her cheek, forcing her to shiver. He didn't stop there. Putting his hand around her waist, he lifted her up. As her heartbeats touched his chest, he lowered the zip of her red frock while she was looking at him with tears in her eyes. He hadn't even considered it necessary to turn off the light. As he slid her frock off her shoulders, he placed his lips on her beauty bone, forcing her to close her eyes. Aizal... Don't close your eyes. I don't want you to close your eyes even for a second. Feel every moment with me. Looking at my face... feel these moments of closeness with your heart. In your heart and mind, in your eyes, there should only be Hamdan Mukarram Shah.He said in a frenzied manner, paying tribute to her heartbeats with his lips, making her gasp. Every touch of his was deadly. "Please... Hamdan..."
"Lights...?" Seeing him descend into further audacity, she said in a pleading voice, choked with emotion, "No... way... my darling... I want to see you from head to toe."He gives her complete freedom from every veil, seeing her in a state of intoxication from head to toe, he said. At this, Aizal tried to hide herself by putting her hands over her eyes. Whereas when Hamdan touched the back of her hands with his burning lips, she trembled. Moving forward slowly Hamdan turned off the main light. And turning on the side lamp, he cast his shadow over her. Aizal... if you close your eyes, I will turn on the light. He looked down at her again and slowly whispered in her ear.
Aizal immediately opened her eyes. Gently taking her lips in his grasp, he looked into her eyes. Tears streamed from Aizal's eyes. He kissed away the tears from her eyes with his lips, touching her cheeks, scattering touches on her neck, forcing her to whimper. "Don't be panic," he said, seeing her weeping and crying intensely, her forehead furrowed. She dug her nails into his shoulders. Enduring his bodybuilder physique on herself was not easy.
As the night slowly passed, the closeness between them made them forget everything, even if just for a moment. Feeling the burning touch on her neck, she once again returned to consciousness as she was drifting into the valleys of sleep. Turning over, she looked at Hamdan with hazy eyes.
She started looking, and a slight haze was again emerging in her eyes. What kind of thirst was it that just wouldn't end? It was almost three to four in the morning. Life seemed to have drained from Aizel's body. He was pouring his intensity into that one night as much as six months.
He was showering such intensity, more than Adnan had showered in six months. His life was on his palm. While he was one, whos heart was not full. "
Please... Hamdan... I will die... she said slowly... but there was a hint of tears in her voice. I haven't heard until today... has any girl died celebrating her wedding night? He audaciously pulled her into his embrace. Seeing him in his shirt, he pulled him closer to his chest. She felt very much her own. "You will take my life..." she mumbled, raising her head slightly. "Have you given up in one night...? When this isn't the first time it has happened..." He hide his face in her neck,
And spoke in a intoxicated tone. His words saddened Aizal's heart again. Even unwillingly, she felt it was sarcasm. "Your brother hasn't touched me with such intensity in these six months as you did in one night...?" Before she could complete her sentence, Hamdan gripped her waist with his fists.She cried out in pain. He said, 'Now only my name will be on your tongue... Don't you understand...? I will only take your name... But don't taunt me.' She said, suppressing her tears with her head bowed. Then he softened. 'I'm sorry... My intention was not to taunt.' He considered his words and excused himself. Aizal lifted her thick eyelashes and looked at him in surprise. Meanwhile, his tears were again overwhelming him. And she was once again sobbing. He was bestowing his closeness with such passion and intensity that Aizal's breaths were scattering. Hearing her painful sobs, he became more intoxicated, forgetting everything and making her his own. Hamdan and Aizal haven't come for breakfast yet...? Mukarram Shah's words were still on his tongue, Aizal and Hamdan were on the stairs.
Both greeted with salutations. Then a smile touched everyone's faces. They both looked so lovely that Munazza Begum spontaneously exclaimed "Masha'Allah," while Mukarram Shah showered them with money and gave it to the maid, saying, "May Allah keep our children safe from every evil and calamity."
Arfa Begum said with love, "Ameen." Hamdan, I am thinking that we should hold the Walima ceremony tonight so that all the family members know that Aizal has become a daughter-in-law of our family. Mukarram Shah said to Hamdan Shah, who was having breakfast in a very relaxed manner.
As you say, dear father. Everything will be alright. Aizal... hand me the teacup.
Suddenly, he addressed Aizal, and she looked at him in surprise. He was behaving very normally, as if there was a deep friendship between them. What happened when he kept staring at him? Hamdan stopped him, and he, flustered, stepped forward and handed him the cup of tea. 'Thank you.' There was a specific sparkle in his eyes. Seeing that, Aizal frowned and looked at him with displeasure. '
What's wrong, Aizal, my child, why are you so quiet? Are you feeling alright?" asked Munazza Begum lovingly from Aizal. "Yes, Mami Jaan, I am fine," a hint of fatigue was felt in her voice, which brought a smile back to Hamdan's face. He looked at his wife with a sidelong glance.
he raised the teacup to his lips and winked at her. Aizal turned her face away, flustered.
There should have been a sparkle in his eyes. And he seemed very cheerful, as much as he had exhausted Aizal with his intensity all night.
Someone asked Aizal... how much that person had tired him. The Walima ceremony was held at a banquet hall in the city that night. Aizal, dressed as a bride, looked like a fairy descended from the sky at that moment. Hamdan entered and paused For a moment, he stopped, mesmerized by looking at her. Such complete and pure beauty... it had never been seen before. Or perhaps, now the perspective of looking had changed. He slowly walked towards the stage and when he reached her, Munazza Begum took their misfortunes (a gesture of warding off evil eye). Sacrifice was given. Their pair looked like the moon and the sun. A unique charm had come upon you... Mrs...! He leaned towards her and said in a whispering tone. In response, she remained completely silent, while her eyelids lowered due to shyness and modesty.In some eyes there was envy. And eyes can consume a person, and sometimes a person falls badly under the spell of those eyes. Suddenly all the lights went off. And a spotlight came on, focusing on both the bride and groom. Hamdan held Aizal's hand .
He moved towards the dance floor built on one side. Putting his hand around her waist, he pulled her close. She flinched a little. "You have been found by me with great destiny... I have stolen you from the lines of fate..." With soft music, they both revolved in a circle with each other.
My breaths are from your love... Just stay close to the heart... The lyrics of the song were interpreting the hearts of both of them. A silence had spread everywhere. Everyone's gaze was on them. Aizal saw a red light towards Hamdan's heart side."Hamdan looked at her, raising his eyebrows when she suddenly stopped like that. The very next moment, she pushed him away and moved away. He stumbled a little when she pushed him."
At that moment, the sound of a gunshot came from behind. Everyone around was stunned. The bullet grazed Aizal's arm. As blood splattered suddenly, Hamdan's heart trembled. She screamed and took a deep breath. "Aizal...?" Hamdan shouted with all his might. While he watched her, He screamed with force. As soon as she saw him, she began to close her eyes and stumble, and Hamdan stepped forward and held her in his arms. Her face was pale, and he tried to bring Aizal back to consciousness by patting her face, but her eyes began to close.
My child...? All the lights suddenly turned on. Mukarram Shah, Munazza, and Arfa Begum were present there, but Aizal had fainted. Hamdan immediately picked her up in his arms and headed outside.
They reached the hospital in a short while. She was shifted to the ICU, while everyone else stood outside waiting. Hamdan felt as if time was slipping through his hands. First Adnan Shah left him, and now Aizal...?
He squeezed his eyes shut tightly. Until the doctor announced that Aizal was out of danger, he sat there just for her praying for her . "Doctor, can we meet Aizal?" Arfa Begum asked, crying. "We are shifting them to the ward, so you can meet them there." The doctor had already left after giving instructions. Despite such strict security, who could it be?
Mukarram Shah asked, sitting next to Hamdan. "I will find out, Baba Jaan." He said, lost in deep thought, "I don't know why I'm now suspecting that Adnan Bhai's accident wasn't an accident. What do you mean? What are you trying to say? I don't know, but something is definitely wrong, Baba Jaan."
What is hidden is not good for us. The firing there despite such strict security indicates that none of us are safe. Maybe you are saying this, son, who has become the enemy of my offspring...? What enmity does Aizal have with anyone? There is enmity, father."
Suddenly, something clicked in Hamdan's mind, and the same thought entered Mukarram Shah's mind as well. "I will handle everything. Don't worry, everything will be fine." Hamdan reassured his father and walked towards the ward where Aizal had been shifted.
Munazza Begum looked at him once again. At that time, everyone was present in Aizal's ward. Aizal was smiling faintly, seeing everyone's love. She was quite relieved. When Hamdan came in, their eyes met.He sits on a chair near him and holds his hand. You both talk, we are coming. Munazza Begum, Arfa Begum, left the ward. Why did you do this, he asked, caressing the back of her hand with his hand? I did what I thought was right.
If I hadn't moved you from there, the bullet would have hit you here. Aizal placed her hand on his heart's location, and he looked at her with surprise, raising his gaze. Do you mean that bullet was for me? This time, Hamdan was quite surprised. Aiza affirmed his words by nodding his head. There was something to it, meaning there was someone who wasn't aizal's, but his enemy. He couldn't understand what she meant. A web of wrinkles formed on his forehead. He shook his head and turned his attention back to her. "It's not hurting, is it?" he asked lovingly, gently touching her cheek.
she smiled a little with moist eyes. 'It's nothing, when you are in moments of closeness with me, you will forget every pain; only the sweet pain I've given you will remain.' He got up and moved closer to her, whispering softly in her ear, and then pressed his lips intensely to her forehead, closing his eyes."
. I gave you both a task, but you couldn't do it properly. At that moment, Farman Rajput was pacing around in extreme anger. We had directly shot Hamdan Shah, but this girl came in between and ruined the work. That shooter was trying to explain himself, but it was of no use now."You people could not do the work that was assigned. Therefore, get out of my sight and do not appear within the city. Shah Farman made them leave from there. They were extremely worried because if they did not fulfill the condition of the will within this week, they would become homeless.
Now, they couldn't understand what their next move should be, when suddenly their friend, Javed Akhtar, came near them, and what he told them made them think, "Why didn't this idea come to me before?" At this, their eyes sparkled. They thanked their friend, and now, a new plan began.In aizal's arm, there is now a lot of comfort. Hamdan took great care of her. Some issues arose that prevented him from returning, so he extended his holidays. He first wanted to solve the problem of who had become their enemy. He intended to finish this work before returning to his duty. Today, they had an invitation to Hamdan's friend's house. They left home at seven in the evening. Aizal was very much content with Hamdan. In moments of intimacy, he would become extremely passionate, otherwise, he would take great care of her. There was a big difference in his and Adnan's habits. As patient and tolerant as he was. Hamdan was just as straightforward. And especially with his ambiguous words, he used to torment her life. removed your aizal... He said in a heavy tone without looking at her while driving. Yes...?
It seemed to aizal that she had heard something wrong. "Remove the shawl from your body... I want to see you." This time he spoke in a dazed manner. Hamdan...? "We... are in the car..." She tried to make Hamdan realize. "So...? I will be the one to see..." At this time, this road is also deserted.No problem, remove it quickly." He said in a sharp tone, and aizal, with trembling hands, nervously removed her shawl and stepped back. Seeing the beautiful allure of her body, Hamdan's eyes became intoxicated in an instant. He pulled her and took her into his lap. The car's speed also slowed down.
Hamdan... What are you doing? Drive carefully. She was nervous. Whereas if Hamdan was in his senses, would he listen? He began to scatter his soft, warm touch, becoming passionate as he leaned over her racing heartbeat. Aizal felt nervous. He wasn't refraining from romance even while driving the car. She was afraid there might be an accident, while she didn't know that he was an army officer. What could he do? She couldn't even imagine. Suddenly, Hamdan felt that a car was following him. He was leaning over Aizal's lips, while also focusing on the car coming from the rearview mirror.
Hamdan increased the speed slightly. Aizal clutched his shirt in her hand with deep breaths. His grip on her lips was also getting tighter. Suddenly, he released Aizal's lips from his grip, made her sit on the passenger seat, and sped up the car to full speed.
Fasten your seatbelt immediately," he said cautiously. A shiver ran through Aizal's hands. "Aizal, get down!" he said loudly, pushing her below the seat. Shots were being fired from the car behind.Hamdan took out the gun from the dashboard, loaded it, and while handling the steering with one hand, he fired at the tire of the car behind him, which was very close. It swayed badly and became unbalanced. Hamdan stopped the car with a jerk. He had already informed his team and Police Officer S.P. Shahzad. Aizal's don't come out of the car, whatever happens. Whatever that means...! Otherwise, no one will be worse than me. He warned him and got out of the car himself and fired indiscriminately at the car behind. They were three to four men.
Two of them were injured, while the remaining two were still in a fighting position. They also tried to counter Hamdan with a retaliatory action, but they could not stand against Hamdan for long, and Hamdan, with great skill, overpowered them alone.
At that very moment, a large police force arrived there. Everyone was taken into custody. Sir... these are hired thugs. They have been hired to harass you.
Inspector Rameez's words made his heart pound.
On one side, he was defeated. He felt something wrong coming towards him from all around. He turned back, he ran until he reached the car. He forgot to breathe, but Aizal wasn't there. His hands and feet started to go numb. This was all a trap. He was caught in this trap.
No, he couldn't give up so easily. He had to save his beloved. He had to save Aizal Hamdan Shah. He had to save his life. He looked around calmly and sat back in the car. He connected his mobile to the laptop. And then quickly moved his fingers.
The location was in front of him. She was being dragged along, wrapped in her shawl. She was taken and imprisoned in a room. "Open the door!" she was screaming. But no one paid attention to her voice. Weeping, she sat leaning against the wall on one side.
She kept remembering Hamdan. Why couldn't he protect her...? She wiped her tears mercilessly. And sat down with her head in her knees. I will not forgive you... Hamdan Shah. You have no feeling for me at all... Whenever you see romance Wherever you look, romance... Did I find a longing soul here...? She rubbed her lips vigorously with anger, tears in her eyes, making them even redder. Just then the door opened, Aizal wrapped herself well in her shawl. Seeing the incoming person, the ground slipped from under Aizal's feet. Uncle Jaan You...?? How is this possible, Hamdan Shah?
How can anyone kidnap our Aizal while you are here...? Mukarram Shah said worriedly. Because your son wanted her to be kidnapped. Regarding Hamdan's words, he looked at him confused, "What do you mean...??"
Do you know where she is? This time, it hit them hard. Perhaps...? But don't worry. As long as Hamdan breathes, nothing can happen to Aizal Hamdan Shah. He reassured them, speaking in a confident tone.."
Until aizal returns, they couldn't go home. At that time, they were at Hamdan's secret flat. After calling Mukarram Shah and telling him the whole truth, he was now going on a mission with his team. "Pray for me, Baba...!" he said with a victorious gleam in his eyes.
Fe-Amanullah bid her farewell, giving him heartfelt prayers. "Uncle...?" "Yes, it's me. I thought... you wouldn't even recognize me... but your memory is quite good, isn't it?" He praised her with a smile. "You... kidnapped me... why, Uncle?" The innocent girl was still questioning him."
Look, Aizal... I have no personal enmity with you... Just sign these papers. You will be safely delivered to your home. He extended a file towards her. What's in it? In it...? Nothing special...It's just written that you are transferring all the property and business that came into your name to your paternal uncle Farman Shah, meaning, to my name. But paternal uncle, isn't everything yours? You have it...? He didn't understand anything. Yes, but before your father died, he put everything in your name."
Now you give all that back to my name... otherwise...?? She who was ready to sign those papers without a minute's delay. She was startled when he said 'otherwise'. Otherwise... Otherwise what, Uncle? Otherwise, be ready to become a widow once again...! He whispered near her ear. Hearing that, she was struck by an earthquake."
Widow..? Silent tears began to flow from her eyes. You... you did...? Adnan... to...? A lump of tears was stuck in his throat. We... it was a very powerful plan. After his death, when your waiting period (iddat) ended, you were supposed to be married to Behzad ,
but then your marriage was arranged with his younger brother...! Now the only solution is to sign these papers and save your life and your husband's life... It's not necessary that the target will be missed every time. Moment by moment, his hair was standing on end. Now stop thinking and sign.
Farman Rajput said, making a face.
Aizal brought those papers forward... so she felt that by signing them, she would be wronging Adnan. For all this, Adnan lost his life. Did human life have no value left...?
She looked at her uncle with great sorrow. I wish, Uncle, you had said it to me with love just once... Then I would have closed my eyes and signed all the papers, putting everything in your name... But you took a life... You killed Adnan..kept on threatening to kill my husband.
Do you think I'll just give up on these papers after all this has happened . This time her tone became harsh . Farman Sahab sensed something was wrong.
And in the very next moment, Aizal tore those papers right in front of their eyes and threw them in their face. "Sir... Sir... an attack has occurred... Get out of here quickly..." Before Farman Shah could do anything, his men came in and informed him. He was thoroughly flustered. "How is this possible? How could they take over this place?"
He ran outside, but they surrounded him from all four sides. Just then, Hamdan appeared there and punched Farman Shah hard in the jaw.
Aizal flinched. "This is to hit my brother." Another punch landed. "This is for firing the gun..." Another punch landed immediately. This was to kidnap my wife... The last punch was so powerful that he lost consciousness and fell to the ground. The inspector lifted him and took him outside. Meanwhile, Hamdan stepped forward and hugged Aizal tightly. Aizal felt as if all the peace in the world was in his arms. Hamdan protected Aizal.
Hamdan, due to Aizal's protection, quietly placed a special chip on one side of her shoulder, above her heartbeat. Aizal didn't know about it. But wherever she went, Hamdan could easily reach her.And how much more prepared could she be, mam..? Today, they were all going to a wedding in the family. When Aizal wore earrings, Hamdan kept staring. She was a masterpiece of beauty from head to toe. 'You are so beautiful,' He began to lean towards her lips, colored with lipstick, when Aizal stopped him. "Hamdan...?" she mumbled, "Please don't ruin it. It's getting late." Hamdan's being held back like this severely angered him, and in his rage, he leaned towards her lips and took her into his grasp, her breath began to hitch badly, but Hamdan felt no pity for her. Satisfying his thirst well, he moved back a little. Then she stumbled. And she rested her head on Hamdan's chest. He embraced her in his chest and placed his burning lips on her shoulder.
You are very cruel, Hamdan...!" She was complaining about him, clinging to his chest. "What is cruelty? I will tell you tonight. You are shaking my faith." "No... Shah Sahib... I will complete your faith...?" Suddenly,
she started feeling like vomiting, so she rushed towards the bathroom. "Are you okay...??", he asked her, going near her and gently rubbing her back with concern. "I don't know, it just keeps coming again and again." She became very weak. Hamdan put her back against his chest and said, "
Let's go. Should I take you to the doctor?"
"No," aizal interrupted, "Today we have to go to the wedding, right?"
"Nothing is more important than you, my love. Let's go... with me..."
And he informed Mamma and brought her to the hospital, where they received very good news. She was going to be the mother of twins.
He was about to become the father of twin babies. Aizal... This is the greatest happiness of my life that you have given me. He sat back in the car, holding her hand. It's all your hard work. She bit her tongue. But hearing his words, Hamdan's laughter filled the air."
You like my effort...? He winked with one eye and started the car. Hamdan, I had no idea you would turn out to be so romantic, she said shyly. And you are so shy. He smiled. You are so bold. Don't you feel any shame...?
Now she used to share everything with him and Hamdan would be happy with her style.
Hamdan lovingly held her hand and brought it to his lips. "Thanks, buddy...!" She lowered her eyelids shyly at his affection. There was an atmosphere of happiness in Shah House. With the arrival of two children together..."
The entire house was decorated in joy for the arrival of two children. Charity and alms were given, prayers were offered. Both of them were very happy. On the other hand, Farman Rajput was sentenced to life imprisonment. As soon as the evidence against him was presented in court, the court sentenced him to life imprisonment.
Aizal transferred all her wealth and property to Behzaad's name. She had no interest in wealth, but she definitely wanted to punish Farman Rajput because he was a murderer. Eight months later... Ah...! She clutched her stomach and closed her eyes.
Hamdan immediately put the laptop aside and rushed to hold her. "What happened...? Are you okay?" He was worried about her stomach. She had been kicked... She was complaining in a whimpering voice. At this, a smile touched Hamdan's face, and he moved forward
