I look up at the figure whom I just bumped

A man.

He was staring at me

“ Are you blind!” I shouted at him.

Still rubbing my forehead because damn he was hard like a rock.

I look up at his eyes

His grey eyes

Tight jaw

Dark eyebrows, moustache like a Bawarchi

“ I'm not an art exhibition that you are staring at me! Say sorry and move!” I shit him.

Not a single flinch!

Am I a small Rat shouting at a Lion to move

Never mind, I was looking like a rat in front of him but still

How dare is he to stars at me like at and not apologizing me.

I point a finger and him and said, “ Apologise to me right now!”

I yelled

But no

He keeps staring me.

Seriously?

“ Say sorry, I said! Why are you keep staring? Apologise me now!" I got frustrated.

First Mourad

Second that Subji wale Bhaiya

Then bhabi

Now this man.

I was annoyed

My eyes started to collect water from Ganga-Yamuna

My nose become red

I resist myself from shedding my tears.

I can't cry

Not now.

I keep staring at him

He just stood

Our eyes lock

A tear roll down my cheeks

No....

I failed to stop crying

I can't take this much....

Why...

I covered my face with my hands

And I started crying like a toddler crying for lollipop

From my fingers gap

I saw a cloth piece

It was a handkerchief

He gave me.

I took it and wipe my tears

“Sir! You are here... We were worried about you. Sir please don't come alone” A man in black suit  speak while huffing

He seems like he had run for a long mile and now this grey eyes man was his finishing line.

That man said, “Sorry Miss...”

“Ask you sir to apologise me! He bumped with me and till now he is not apologizing!” I complaint to that man about him.

“Sorry Miss, Our sir cannot Speak” That black suit man said.

Astagfirullah

Hey Allah forgive me.

I had said very means words to him

I was feeling very guilty.

The black suit man went away

He stood rooted

I gave him his handkerchief and said, “ Hame Maaf kariyega. Hame waqai me maloom nahi tha. Allah aapki Khair kare.”

I apologised him and went back

...

Ting tong

There came the sound of bell

It is 7:30 pm

Who could have come.

Mourad usually comes at 9 or 10

I was confused.

I dried my hands in my apron and adjust my Dupatta.

I opened the door and I was freezed.

He had come.

Bhai...

He was standing with Bhabi

My eyes locked with his

His eyes roamed around my face.

“ Will you not ask us to come in Yashi?" Bhai asked.

I nodded

I gestured them to take seat

“ I'll bring water for you both” I said and went to take water

I came back and gave it to them.

“Yashi..." Bhai said

“Ji Bhai" I replied

I know for what he had come.

Bhabi must have informed him about today's incident

“ You have become so thin" Bhai said

I know bhai...

What can I do?

If we eat dinner then we have to think thrice about breakfast and the vice versa

“ No bhai... I- I... I'm just...” I was stammering

But why?

No Yasmin

Not now

But I failed

I burst into tears

“Bhai.... H-....He" I cried

Bhai wrapped his hands around me

His warm was so good.

But I could feel bhabi's hands around me too

It was surprising

She had never shown me sympathy but today?

I cried in my bhabi's arms

She kept asking me to stop

Kept wiping my tears

Kept whispering warm words

Bhai got up for a call.

“ Don't cry Baccha, We have already warned you to not go with him. Didn't we?” She asked

I nodded

“ See... We know you loved him with your all heart. But We cannot see our Shahzadi cry every night." She said

Did she called me Baccha? Shahzadi?

She can not be my bhabi.

But unfortunately she is.

Though I never hated her.

I really don't know why I hate her.

Bhai came back to the living room.

Bhai said, “ Yashi... Pack your bags now"

I looked at him

How can I left Mourad?

He has cheated on me

But at the end he is my Shohar.

“Bhai, I can't leave him." I said.

“ Yasmin, I know it's hard for you. Not only for you but for every Biwi. It's hard but please. Just for once trust us. Come back home with us Yasmin" said Bhabi

I looked at her

And then to bhai

Bhai's face was unreadable

Bhabi showing softness

“ Aree... Sale Ji " His voice.

Oh no

If he found out that because of me bhai and bhabi has come

He will beat me.

My eyes widened

“ Asalamualaikum Mourad" Bhai greets him

“ Asalamualaikum, Malik. What's bring you here?" Mourad asked.

“ Just come to take Yasmin with us and I hope you don't mind" Bhai said in a cold voice

Mourad jaw clenched

His eyes locked on mine

I eventually stepped back

“ I'll not come today Bhai." I said

“ But Yashi..." Bhai was about to say

Mourad interrupted, “ Go go Yasmin, You should spent some quality time in your Mayeka as well"

His voice was like the thunder before thunderstorm

“ Bhai, I'll come tomorrow. Mourad must have been tired after office. I'll go tomorrow in the afternoon" I said

“ Yashi... I'll send one driver to pick you up" Bhai said

Bhabi said “ Allah khair kare dono ki. Khuda Hafiz Yasmin "

“ Allah Hafiz Bhabi" I said

Bhai and bhabi left but before leaving bhai gave a sharp glance at Mourad.

I bid them bye and locked the door.

As I turned my breath hitched

Him standing

Belt in his hand

My eyes widened

I know what's coming

“ Mourad... I- I didn't call... Them” I stammered

“ When I said You called him Yasmin", His voice was cold and dangerous.

No.

No.

Please

He beats the belt in the bed

And I flinched

“ I'm s... Sorry.. Mourad"

And he starts...

He beats me

Choked me

Dragged me towards the basin and pushed my face under water

Burn my arms in the stove

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

I screamed

I collapse on the floor

“ Please forgive me Mourad, I'll never call them again"

“ Aha.... Not yet Yasmin. You have to learn a lesson. You woke the lion today" Mourad said

He holds my hair tightly and dragged me towards our room

And he did it again.

Without my consent.

I lay on the bed

Fully exposed in front of him.

He went towards the bathroom

I sat up and sat

Grabbed my cloths and quickly wear it

I went to the living room

I should have gone with bhai and bhabi.

I always take wrong decisions

I sat on the floor

Knees came to the chest

Arms curled around the knees

Face buried under it

And I met my tears flow