*Asalam o Alaikum dear readers 😊

*How are you all? ☺️

*New chapter is here enjoy! 😃

**Warning: This chapter contains some Abusive/18+ Content read at your own risk, if find offensive please ignore**😃😃😃😃

_________________________________

São Paulo,
Brazil.

Abbiya POV.

He entered the room. I looked at him and my heartbeat skips.

Kambakht dil! zaleel, dheet, kameena... Har jagha se mar parwata ha ye dil hena?

He came forward and sit closed to me on my bed. I lay down, my back was to him. I closed my eyes because I don't want him to know my feelings. Firstly I want him to read my eyes but now I don't want this to happen. I felt his hand on mine, my body trembled for a moment. A tear left my eye.

I don't want to break in front of him. So I wiped off my tear.

"Aqib kisi marte hue insan ka muhabbat se bs hath pakar lo to shayad wo jee uhthey, Shart ha muhabbat se hath pakarne wala apka apna ho, jo apse toot k muhabbat kre. Lekin kisi jeete jagte insan ko zakhm de k zinda lash bana k usko galey se b laga lo to wo zinda ni hota...." I said.

Aqib POV.

She said and a tear rolled down my cheek. I felt that someone stabbed my heart with a sharp knife. I was speechless. I didn't reply. I can explain many things but it wasn't the right time. I keep quiet. Instead, I touch her pale face, then eyes caressed her hair.

I am sorry.... Mujhe pata ha k kabhi mafi ni mile gi... Shayad milni bhi nahi chahiye.... Daldal mein dhans gaya hu mein. Mere jaise insan apne pau pe khud kulhari marte hn. Hum jaise logo k naseeb mein muhabbat kaha hoti ha? Sawal ye ha k hum jaise log muhabbat k qabil hn? Ya kiya asal duniya mein us shiddat ki muhabbat payi jati ha jaise qisse kahaniyo'n mein hoti ha?

"Abbiya apko Asad ne bata diya hoga sab" I said in the low tone.

"Han" She said. I Stand up and went to the other side of the bed, her eyes were closed and I could see the tears trail. My heart ached. I kissed her on her cheek. I feel her, her face was emotionless. I clearly remembered her tinted cheeks when I used to kiss her, touch her, feel her, I remembered her lower gaze, She used to blush even on a romantic dialogue.

She was Right, I killed her, I am her murderer. I tore off her pure soul.

"Allah Hafiz, jaldi miltey hn" I said and kissed her forehead. I want to hug her so tight and cry on her shoulder.

"Allah Hafiz" she whispered.

Abbiya POV.

Kisi k jazbat k sath khailne ka ye konsa tareeka ha Aqib? Kisi insan ko Muhabbat se marne me ziyada maza ata ha isliye? Muhabbat ki mar bht shiddat se lagti ha or waar chokta ni isliye? Kiya Kaari Zarb lgayi ha apne...

He left the room, I sat on the bed. I was panting heavily. My heartbeats were unrhythmic. I was crying. I don't know what was happening. All I know is my life is a complete mess. My mental health is destroyed. I took up the glass and water jug beside me and pour that liquid into a glass and gulped that. I lay down and tried to sleep because I don't want to think about it and soon I dozed off.

Marina POV.

I was tired as hell. It was 4 am and still some bastards were sitting in the club drinking and dancing. I think they have nothing to do else or they are homeless.

Suddenly I received a call from my friend. I instantly pick up the phone.

"Hey, Marina where are you?" Mark asked on the other side of the phone.

"Club obviously" I replied.

"Ok, I have something for you baby stay there I am coming," Mark said and we hang the call.

I stood up and take out a overcoat to cover my revealing body.

After good five minutes, He was there.

"You look great," He said scanning my entire body.

"Thanks now tell me What you have for me?" I asked.

"Something very big. Actually A big deal. You know about my Girlfriend Daisy?" He asked.

"Yes that billionaire bitch, I have to say this you have found everything, the comfort, money, peace, and a girl" I said with a wink. I was envious of His girlfriend.

"Yes his billionaire uncle is planning to go on a world tour and he wants a beautiful girl as a partner with him" he winked at me.

"You... You want me to go with him? You know very well that I am going to marry someone." I said.

"For money of course. But this is a great opportunity you shouldn't have missed this. Remember Marina. It's not suitable for bar dancers to marry. Marrying someone demands so many things, lifetime commitments and a lot of tensions, restrictions, and limits, but the Bar dancers are born free. Limits and restrictions are not for a bar dancer. What you get from your first marriage? Nothing? So? Go many good opportunities are waiting for you, make money. Her Uncle will spend big bucks on you. This is a big opportunity avail it." He said.

"Hmm, actually you are right. What about that person? If I will leave this city like this it will be a problematic situation for me also I had to go to Rio de Janeiro for one week. I have a lot of pending performances . I have made deals with the club owners" I said.

"Hahahaha I told you that Making these types of relationships is not for bar dancers. Well, I also have a plan for that don't worry. Pack your bags sweetheart, and don't worry he is leaving next month so you have 9 days you can complete your work." He said.

"Ok give me details now," I said. I was happy. I was going to be rich soon.

"Na! I am your friend and I always give you good opportunities. First, you have to do something for me" he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Let us make out for some time" He smirked.

"Bastard let me remind you that now you have a billionaire girlfriend. What if she finds out" I said.

"Who will tell her? You or me?" He laughed.

"Ok come" I throw my long coat on the couch revealing my body. And we both move towards the room.

Asad POV.

"Mil aye bhabhi ko?" I asked him. We both were sitting in the Doctor's mess and he was continuously staring at his cup of tea.

"Hmm. Shukar ha ab wo behtr hn warna me to aik dam se ghabara hi gaya tha pata ni achanak se kiya hogya tha. " He replied.

"Waqei Bhabhi k asab bohat mazboot hn, or zahir ha Aqib jo tum dono k darmyan stressful mahol chal raha tha yehi hona tha. wo bohat ziyada stress le chuki hn isi ki waja se wo sab kar rahi thin. Psychologist gyin thi unke pas Wo bhi yehi keh rahi thin k Abbiya bohat ziyada stress mein hn lekin she will be perfectly fine, or mujhe lagta ha Koi or garbar bhi ha." I said.

"Kiya?" He asked.

"Minal, han Minal or bhabhi k darmyan mein chal raha ha kuch." I said.

"Not possible," Aqib said.

"It is possible, itna sab kuch jo ho chuka ha or ho raha ha tumhe lagta tha k possible ha ye? Nahi na to likhwa lo Minal ne kuch na kuch to Bhabhi ko bola ha tumhare bakol bhabhi bohat arse se aise behave kar rahi hn to iski waja ye bhi ho skti ha" I said.

"Abbiya ne mujhe btaya kiu nahi" He said in a low tone.

"Aik minute k liye socho sab thik jaraha tha tum unka yaqeen krte? Ya Minal ne jaise humse sympathy li thi Bhabhi ko yehi lagta hoga k Aqib kaise unki baat pe yaqeen kre ga... Ya Aqib kahi ye na soche k Abbiya sab jann boojh k kar rahi ha....bohat sari kariyan nikal sakti hn agar hum sochnein baithein to..... Minal ha trap hi aisa bichaya tha k Bhabhi humein kuch bata hi na payein, ya aisa bhi ho sakta ha Minal ne koi Dhamki lgayi ho ya kuch bhi ho sakta ha.... Mujhe Lagta bhabhi ka dil karwa bhi Minal ne hi kiya ha Warna Abbiya bhabhi kabhi aise behave na karein, Minal ki Chaal or zehar ka nateeja ha... Pata nahi abhi or kiya kiya daikhne ko milna ha or kiya kiya inkishafaat hone hn kuch maloom nahi" I said.

"Kuch Samajh nahi a raha" He hold his head with his palms.

"Aqib sab thik hojaye ga" I said softly.

"Abbiya meri shaqal nahi daikhna chahti. Kho chuka hn mein Abbiya ko. Rio de Janeiro mein jo ho chuka ha in sab cheezo k badd bhi? Asad mere naseeb mein sakoon nahi ha. Jo ata ha meri zindagi mein mujhe chorne k liye ata ha Abbiya ko daikho wo bhi chali jayein gi daikh lena, or..." He was shattered into trillion pieces. I never see him like this Not even then when he heard about Minal's death news, years ago. Because at that times he cried his heart out and let his emotions out of his eyes.

But this time he wasn't crying. His eyes were dried. Storms of thoughts banging inside his head stole his peace. His fear of losing his loved one tear his soul off. His guilt of trusting the wrong people doesn't let him sleep. Many things were going inside him. A tornado of thoughts and questions kept banging with each of his body parts, shaking his Soul.

"Aqib Himmat ni harni azmaish ha daikhna guzar jaye gi. Mein hn na tumhare sath? Or kisne kaha ha Bhabhi tumhe chor k chali jayein gi?" I said, and pressed his hand.

"Wo chali jayein gi" He replied.

"Nahi jayein gi muhabbat karti hn tumse" I said.

"Kisne kaha ha?" He said.

"Aqib mujhe hairani hoti ha kabhi unki ankhein nahi daikhi? Mehsoos nahi kiya? Tumne kabhi mehsoos karna chaha hi ni. Larkiyan hum larko'n ki tarha izhar thori karti hn? daikh lena tumhe samait lein gi aik baar phir jaise pehle samait liya tha" I said.

"Ab or baat ha" he replied.

"Aqib abhi Bhabhi meri taraf chali jayein gi to unhe kuch din akela hi rehne do Mama k sath dil lag jaye ga unka mene unhe smjhaya ha bohat. Aik bar ye Rio de Janeiro wala masla solve hojaye phir hum baat krein ge trust me" I said and he smiled a faint one.

"Acha tumne call ki thi Mr Neymar Afonso Ko, Spain se agae wo? Business trip pe gaye thay shayad. Chal rahe hn na humare sath Rio de Janeiro? Hena? " I asked him.

"Han agae hn Wo Spain se or humare sath bhi chal rahe hn. 4 investigation officers ko b humare sath bhejne k liye ready kiya ha aise humara akela jana safe nahi ha waha... Or luckily Un investigation officers me se jo senior hn Wo Pakistani hn Senior Officer Talha. " he said

"Oh nice! Asani hojaye gi or" I said and his phone beeped. He takes out his phone.

"Minal ka text ha suno." I start reading her text loud.

Hey Aqib! Mein aik week k liye Rio de Janeiro ja rahi hn aik fashion week ha yaha or mujhe waha as a make up artist bulaya ha inho me achi sallery dein ge or ye log keh rahe hn k agar fashion week kamiyab raha to mujhe Officially Paris bhejein ge as a makeup artist. I don't want to miss this. Rio de Janeiro Jane se pehle mil k jau gi wohi Coffee shop pe today at 9pm sharp!.

"Good! Achi baat ha ye bhi Rio de Janeiro ja rahi ha. Humara kam asan hogya ha. Ye konsa fashion week ha lag gayi mujhe samajh achi tarha se. Aqib humne jo karna ha inhi 7 dino me karna ha. Or tum lazmi jana ha Usse milne, daikho konsa jhoot bolti ha tumhe. Tum apni phone recording on krlena. Or 8 baje mera driver mama ko le k ajaye ha Bhabhi ko lene Bhabhi ko see off kr k hum nikal jayein ge Bhabhi ko mne samjha diya ha sara, tum Bhabhi ki tension bikul nahi lo. Tum ja k mere cabin mein rest kro kuch dair mein apni Leave ki application forward kr k aya zara." I said with a smile.

"Thank you!" He said.

"Shut up! Toba toba barey manhoos lag rahey ho! Jo kam sari umar nahi kiya wo abhi bhi krne ki zaroorat nahi. Bs ye Minal urf Marina ya pata nahi or kitne nam hn iske, khair iski to chutti karwani ha jaldi" I said and he smiled.

_____________________________

* How was the chapter? 🙊

* Do give me your precious feedback and also Don't Forget to vote, comment and share❤️

#Thanks

Tehreem Iftikhar ✨