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Zaid stopped, a beautiful outfit catching his attention. It was an exquisite pink suit. It's delicate net fabric adorned with white thread work, silver sequins, and intricate embroidery. Though it wasn't the most glamorous off outfits but the attention to detail made it look like a royal outfit.

This one.

Zaid said softly. His mind already picturing Mubashira in the outfit, a vision of timeless elegance and beauty that made his heart skip a beat.

In the hustle bustle of the mall Zaid was talking to someone on the phone, his earphones plugged in his ears.

Okay okay don't worry be ready I'll be there at 7 O clock sharp.

Zaid said softly, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mystery.

Per Zaid....

I'm sending the outfit and the jewellery. Be ready I'll be back. Kaam important hai.

Zaid cut Mubashira off crossing his fingers.

Zaid yeh galat hai...

He heard Mubashira,s adorable whinny tone and his heart raced.

Everything is fair in l....

Zaid helted, his heartbeats stopped for a moment and his breath left him in a whoosh. He gasped.

Kuch galat nahin hai MJ just be ready I'll be back.

Zaid said and disconnected the call.

Then he called Shahmeer. He picked it up.

Assalamualaikum.

Zaid greeted with a soft smile.

Walikumassalam.

He heard Shahmeer from the other side.

Kaam ho gaya?

Zaid asked, his voice filled with nervous anticipation.

Ho gaya Meri jaan.

Shahmeer said from the other side, a note of dreaminess coloring his tone.

Chi.

Zaid cringed making a face.

Ab aao aur yeh sab ghar le jao.

Zaid said rather ordered.

Main yehin hoon.

Shahmeer said and gently tapped Zaid,s shoulder. Zaid turned and smiled rather nervously.

Here it is.

Zaid said handing him the bags. Shahmeer nodded with a pout. Zaid cut the call as Shahmeer was with him and placed his phone and earphones carefully in his pocket.

Kya hua?

Zaid asked worried seeing the look on Shahmeer,s face.

Tu baba se mere aur Shibra ke liye baat karega promise ker.

Shahmeer asked, his eyes, a mixture of hope and vulnerability.

Zaid smiled softly, a flicker of understanding evident in his eyes. He placed a comforting hand on Shahmeer,s shoulder and smiled.

Karunga.

He promised, his voice filled with sincarity.

Shahmeer smiled, a sense of hope enveloped his heart in a comforting embrace.

Pakka?

Shahmeer asked, his voice wavering as he considered all the negative possibilities.

Pakka.

Zaid said softly and hugged Shahmeer in a desperate attempt to provide some comfort to him. After a few minutes, they pulled away from the hug and Zaid patted Shahmeer,s shoulder.

Shahmeer nodded his head in positive.

Acha now I have to leave bhabhi ko yeh samaan bhi toh dena hai mujhe.

Shahmeer said softly, a teasing lilt evident in his eyes.

Don't you dare.

Zaid glared at Shahmeer knowing full well that what is coming ahead.

You are no fun Zaid.

Shahmeer whinned childishly making Zaid roll his eyes.

Ho gaya?

Zaid asked raising an eyebrow, his irritation evident.

Haan ho gaya.

Shahmeer said with a sheepish smile.

Ab jao.

Zaid said softly. Shahmeer smiled tenderly at him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

All the best.

Shahmeer said softly. A genuine smile tugging at his lips.

Zaid smiled back and nodded his head in positive.

Hope so usse acha lagega.

Zaid said, his voice barely above a whisper. His nervousness evident.

Bhabhi will love it.

Shahmeer said softly, his voice filled with assurance. Zaid smiled back.

Acha ab jao.

Zaid said. Zaid and Shahmeer shared a quick hug and Shahmeer left with the bags.

Zaid felt a gentle pat on his shoulder and he turned hearing a familiar voice he never wanted to hear

Zaid.

Mohib.

Zaid called out, his voice was tinged with disbelief.

Kaise ho?

Mohib asked, his eyes clouded with concern.

Kyun mujhe kya hua hai? Main toh theek hoon.

Zaid said crossing his arms across his chest.

Matlab Tum Mubashira ko divorce nahin de rahe?

Mohib asked, a frown forming on his forehead.

Mere maathe per pagal likha hai?

Zaid asked sarcastically, his anger barely controlled.

Nahin.

Mohib said, the frown on his forehead deepened.

Toh tumhein Kyun lagta hai main Mubashira ko divorce doonga?

Zaid said trying to control his anger as he didn't wanted to create a scene in the mall.

I mean Mubashira ek number ki controlling freak hai. Usko shauhar nahin bas ek puppet chahiye jo uske isharon per chale. Main toh kehta hoon ke chod do usse. She doesn't deserve you. Pagal hai woh.

Mohib said, his voice laced with venom.

Zaid clenched his hands into fists at his sides, his body trembled with furry. His muscles tensing with rage.

Bahar aao Zara.

Zaid said, his voice trembling with a mixture of disgust and furry. His jaw clenching.

As they went outside, Zaid locked eyes with Mohib. His body still trembling with rage.

Zaid breathed and smiled softly.

Sahi kaha tumne.

Zaid said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Mubashira mujhe deserve nahin kerti.

Zaid spoke, his voice filled with understanding. Mohib smiled wickedly but his smile faded when he heard what Zaid said next

Mujhse better deserve kerti hai.

Zaid said softly, a genuine smile tugging at his lips.

Zaid yeh tum...

Main sahi keh raha hoon Mohib Mubashira better deserve kerti hai mujhse infact she deserves the best. Woh main hoon jo usse deserve nahin kerta. Hum donon mein se koi usse deserve nahin kerta.

Zaid said, his voice trembled with sincarity. Zaid,s breath came out trembling as a tear rolled up on his cheek.

Mohib gulped the lump that formed in his throat. Tears welled up in his eyes as he took into Zaid,s words.

Mubashira pagal nahin hai Mohib bas traumatized hai. Usko bachpan se hi pyaar nahin mila mohib iss liye woh aisi ban gayi thi. Agar tum usse samajhne ki koshish kerte na toh tumhein pata chalta ke Mubashira dil ki kitni achi hai per tumne usse dhoka dena sahi samjha Mohib. Main manta hoon Mubashira mein hazar kamiyan hain per woh jo hai samne hai peet peeche vaar nahin kerti woh.

Zaid said, his voice was filled with sincarity. His eyes welled up with unshed tears.

Zaid fisted his hand and punched Mohib.

Mohib groaned in pain falling on the ground.

Agli baar meri biwi ko kuch bhi kaha toh jaan se maar doonga.

Zaid said, his voice a dangerously calm whisper and he left from there.

Mohib sat on the ground, his heart trembled with a mixture of regret and pain. The weight of his past actions settled heavily over his shoulders as tears streamed down his face like an endless waterfall.

He had came to instigate Zaid against Mubashira as he wanted Mubashira to have another divorce but as he heard Zaid,s description about Mubashira, he realized that Zaid has understood Mubashira in just a few months while Mohib couldn't understand her in these 2 years.

Maybe Mubashira fell first but Zaid was falling harder for her. Mohib had noticed the sincarity in his eyes, the rage when he had spoken ill about Mubashira. Mohib had noticed the slight, tremble, the smile as Zaid described Mubashira in a complete different light.

With shaky hands, mohib took out his phone and sent the recording on Mubashira and Ayra,s number. Perhaps this was his way of repenting.

End Of Chapter!!!

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