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As Zaid sat on the bed. He pulled her closer earning a gasp of surprise from her placing the empty food plates on the table. He made her sit on the bed and sat besides her. She leaned forward and placed her head on his shoulder.

Ab bolo.

He said softly.

Mom....

Mubashira stopped, a bitter taste filled her mouth. Despite all the pain Salma has given her, she couldn't stop calling her as mother.

Zaid,s heart ached. He locked his fingers with hers and then gently squeezed her hand offering a silent support amidst her turmoil. His presence was like a beacon of light in the darkness she found herself trapped in.

She left me. Sh....e aba....ndoned me. Mujhe gajre pa....sand thy Zaid. Bahot pasand thy

Mubashira spoke, her voice breaking in between. Heat flooded through her heart and tears welled up in her eyes.

Mujhe baki bachon ke sath khelna pasand tha. Parks janna per unko kabhi pasand nahin tha. Maine chor dia. Sab chor dia. Unke liye woh sab kiya jo mujhe pasand nahin tha.

Mubashira said, her voice quivering with emotion as tears welled up in her eyes as she remembered the flashes of little Mubashira pointing at a set of red bangles from the car or at the gajre and the look of disapproval on her mother's face and she used to let go of them.

Gajre!!!!

Main lata hoon aapke liye just wait for a few minutes.

Aye ladki yeh kya middle class logon wali harqat hai. Gajre bhi koi lene ki cheez hoti hai.

Per Ammi....

NAHIN HOON MAIN TERI AMMI!!!

Mubashira jolted out of the flashback as the scream echoed in her ears. She looked at Zaid, vulnerable and her eyes filled with tears.

Zaid,s own eyes were filled with tears which he controlled. He shifted slightly and pulled her closer and she held onto his shirt in a tight fist as if never wanting to let him go.

Uss aurat ne mujhe kabhi naam se bulaya hi nahin.

Mubashira said, her voice thick because of the unshed tears which she wiped before they could roll out her eyes.

Humesha aye ladki, woh ladki....

Mubashira said, a sad smile playing on her face. Zaid felt his heart crack hearing her. He pulled her more closer and placed a hand on her head.

And you know maine phir umeed ki ke kabhi toh mujhse pyaar karegi woh..

Mubashira said, her voice trembling as she looked into his eyes. She was trying hard to control her tears. Her heart felt heavy with the weight of her emotions.

Main bhi pagal hoon na. Mujhe sabne manna kiya but I still kept hoping ke woh kabhi toh mujhse pyaar karegi. Tab tak jab tak usne mujhe tod nahin dia.

Mubashira exclaimed, her voice quivering and then she let out a bitter laugh looking at him with tear-filled eyes.

Zaid shook his head, trying to control his own tears as he cradled her face in his palms.

Nahin tum pagal nahin ho Mubashira. Nahin ho tum pagal. Tumne bas wahi kiya jo har bacha kerta hai. Apni maa se pyaar ki umeed kerna galat nahin hai, maa ki mohabbat per toh har bache ka haq hota hai.

Zaid said, his voice trembling slightly. Mubashira looked at him, her eyes filled with hope

Sachi?

She asked looking at him, a small smile tugged at her lips.

Zaid,s heart shattered loudly in his ears. He wanted to say something but couldn't because he found himself tounge tied so he just nodded his head in positive gently with tear-filled eyes.

Phir woh din aaya I had scored 82% in class 2 yeh news main mumma ko dene aayi and jab main andar gayi toh unhone mujhe blame kiya ke meri wajah se unhein divorce hui. Main bad luck hoon. Jiski bhi zindagi main jaati hoon barbad ker deti hoon. Main useless hoon kuch nahin ker sakti. My own mother wanted me dead Zaid. Unhone mujhe kaha ke ke woh nafrat kerti hain mujhse. Main sabse badi galti hoon unki, kash main paida hi na hui hoti.

Mubashira trailed off, her tongue left the power to speak and then she looked at Zaid. Her eyes filled with vulnerability as she continued to pour her heart out in front of him trusting him with her deepest of vulnerabilities.

Zaid looked at her. He felt his heart crack open. His eyes welled up with heavy tears as he continued to hear her out.

She said mere sath koi rehna nahin chahega.

She looked at him, holding onto his hand rather tightly as if trying to gain strength from him.

Zaid tightened his hold on her. His heart shattered loudly in his ears all over again as he watched her crumble in front of him. He knew it's important but he just can't see her like this.

And I locked myself in my room.

She spoke, her voice now slightly steady.

Phir maine socha ke she said main kuch nahin ker sakti toh ab main ker ke dikhaungi aur tab main bani Mubashira Jafar. MJ.

Mubashira said, her voice quivering slightly. A wave of bitterness swept over her as she recalled her past.

Maine mohib se shadi ki ke main usse control ker paun per shayad meri kismat mein kuch aur likha tha and I got divorced.

Mubashira said, her voice filled with pain as tears clouded her eyes.

Zaid continued to hear her out, his eyes filled with love and pain as he caressed her hair tenderly.

Woh shadi nahin chali toh maine apni ego ko satisfy kerne ke liye tumse shadi ki.

Mubashira confessed, her voice trembling with vulnerability.

Main jeetna chahati thi tumhein I accept it. Main qubool kerti hoon but I feel for you.

Mubashira spoke, her voice tinged with vulnerability as she looked into his eyes with her tear-filled ones. Her eyes searched his for the love and trust she craved which cracked his heart. He cupped her face, fingers gently stroking her cheeks with tenderness as he smiled at her softly.

Trust me Zaid tumse pyaar kerne ka koi irada nahin tha mera per ho gaya ek meetha sa ishq without any intentions. Per...

She stopped, her breath left her in a trembling whoosh and cupped his face, her touch hesitant but tender as she caressed his face with trembling fingers.

I don't know kab mohabbat ho gayi tumse. Mujhe pata hi nahin chala.

Mubashira let out a trembling breath, she could feel her anxieties rising. Her breath coming out in short gasps. Zaid who was already in tears realizing the depths of her love noticed her breathing heavily.

But I do....n't deserve you. I don't des...erve anyone. Ma....in k...isi kab....il nah....in hoon. Mum...ma was right. I d...on't dese....rve any...one.

She chocked out the words, her breath came out in short gasps, her eyes closing as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her breath hitched in her chest and then she felt her chest tightening.

Mubashira relax. Mubashira breath. Woh yahan nahin hai your mother is not here.

He said gently cradling her face. She looked at him with barely opened eyes, Zaid looked at her with a mixture of nervousness and fear as he attempted to calm her almost upcoming panic attack.

I ca...n't. I sho...uld

Mar jati toh acha hota na. Carrier pe focus ker pati main apne

Aye ladki

So middle class behavior

Come-on Mubashira breath.

Zaid said as he watched her breathing rise. She was surely remembering her past.

He thought.

I ca...n't

She gasped out, her eyes closing.

You can. Come-on hold for four (4) exhale for eight (8)

Zaid instructed her cupping her face tighter and she opened her eyes, his voice was a distant murmur as she looked at him with her blurry vision. His own tears fell unable to see her state.

Hold for four (4). Exhale for eight (8)

Zaid murmured in her ear, his own anxiety growing with each passing second and his heart sank watching her condition.

He watched as she followed his breathing technique and smiled. Her breathing turned to normal. He smiled and wiped her tears with both his hands that trailed down her cheeks.

I'm so....

Shh.

He placed a finger on her lips and she trembled slightly.

No need to feel embarrassed. Tum mere samne vulnerable hui ho kisi aur ke samne nahin. So no need to be embarrassed. Main chahata hoon ke tum apni har Khushi har dar, har gham share karo mujhse.

Zaid spoke, his voice filled with tenderness and affection as he leaned forward and planted his lips on her forehead. She closed her eyes, a sigh of contentment escaping her lips. A small smile spread across her face as she felt him press his forehead against hers.

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Har ek bacha maa deserve kerta hai Mubashira. Per har aurat maa banna deserve nahin kerti.

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