Abbas was out of town for last two weeks, that was first time when he was on that long tour, otherwise he use to come back in maximum a week. I was going college regularly but Zamil wasn't talking to me, Richa and Vihaan was behaving as same as before but I was feeling a different type of sympathy for me.

I didn't want sympathy!! I was still same Shama.

I called him but he didn't receive! He wasn't talking to me in normal way after watching my friends in home. I don't know what exactly he was thinking? But that day I saw a possessive husband in him.

A husband who wants to hide his wife from every outsider!

Even After two more attempts he didn't receive the call at that time I listened a knock on the door so I scoot to open that while adjusting my dupatta on shoulders.

"Tum?"

(You)
I exclaimed as I wasn't expecting him

"Itna heeran hone di ki loorh hai? Kisi aur nu aauna si ki?"

(Why are you surprised to see me? Were you expecting someone else?)

That answer was full of rudeness, I was shocked to listen that but still stay calm.

"Koi nhi aata yaha! Na tumhari mojudgi me na hi geer mojudgi me."

( no one comes here to meet me neither in your presence nor in absence)

I state very clearly as I know what, he was saying, other day, I noticed his gaze which was showing anger and hate towards Zamil, I don't know what he noticed in Zamil which made him so much angry and dishearten towards him

"College me meri un logo se thodi ladai ho gayi thi, to Richa or wo dono aa gaye mujhse baat karne ke liye... Wo Pehli baar aye the, aur agar tumhe pasand nhi aaya to ye aakhri baar bhi hoga... Ab koi nhi ayega yaha..."

(I had a little argument with those people in college, so Richa and they both came to talk to me ... They  came for the first time, and if you don't like it, then it will be the last time... Now onwards no one will come here...)

I said because then everything was in front of my friends so I didn't have to hide anything from them.. I could tell them clearly that they can't come to my home otherwise I always made fake excuses to stop them to come home.

"Jihna nu bulauna hai bula... Har rooz bula.. Bas chupane di lorh nhi hai gi! Aur Meri geer mojudgi de wich koi munda ten'nu milne de waste is ghar wich nhi ayega"

(Invite them... Invite them everyday, but don't hide from me. And I don't want any boy to come to meet you in my absence)

My blood got a boil after listening that, he could not stop me to meet anyone but I prefer not to make that matter very big and try to stay calm but somewhere he showed his small and orthodox mentality!

"Tum mujh par shak kar rahe ho? Tumhe kya lagta hai, main kya karti hu un ladko ke sath tumhari geer mojudgi me?"

(so you're doubting on me? What do you think, what do I do with those boys in your absence?)

I asked with anger as well as disappointment! But he stay silent, I throw a glare on him before going towards the kitchen.

My tears were making my vision blur, I was feeling so sad, I was stopping myself to do anything wrong and he was doubting on me! I didn't accept Zamil's proposal because I knew about my limits but being a husband it's his right to doubt in me.

HOW DISAPPOINTING!

I made roti for both of us, in the time being he came out of bathroom after talking bath and sat down in the wait if dinner to be served. I didn't want to talk, to him nor I wanted to go in front of him but I'd to do serve him dinner. Holding the dishes in my both hands I Marched towards him, but I served him without uttering a single word!

"Tu nahi kha rhi?"

(Aren't you have dinner?)

He asked and I silently placed a glass of water in front of him before making my way to bedroom. I was crying regularly but then he entered in the room with a plate of food in his hand and glass of water in other hand.

"Roti to ki ladai hai?"

(Are you offended with food?)

He asked and lift a morsel towards me which I didn't accept and turn my head to other side.

"Nahi khana, tum Khaa lo"

(I don't wanna eat, you have it)

I said rudely and he grabbed my before turning me towards himself forcefully. Even after my struggle he was able to gave that morsel in my mouth.

"Shama Men'nu tere kirdar utte shak nhi hai... Lekin tu bohot bholi hai, achha bura nhi samajhdi... Uh munda Men'nu kuch changa nhi lagia, uh ten'nu achhi nazra to nhi wekh riha si''

(Shama I trust you, I know your character is not suspicious, but you are very innocent, you don't understand what's wrong and what's right. I didn't like that guy. I didn't like the way he was watching you)

"Zamil esa nhi hai, tumhe koi galat fehmi ho rahi hai''

(Zamil is not like this, you're misinterpreting him)

I defend Zamil and watched a volcano of anger coming in his eyes but somehow he controlled himself. And gave another morsel to me.

"Khana kha ke so jao, tum thak gaye hoge... "
,
(Take rest after having dinner you must be tired)

I said and he nodded while started stuffing his mouth with big morsels, he pour a good amount of curry in rice and started having that with his fingers. I wasn't feeling well while watching him eating in that way, but I couldn't do anything. I silently passed a spoon to him and requested to use that, he nodded and placed that spoon in the plate whilst continue having that with the help of his fingers.

I huffed and leave him alone in the room, I had my dinner in kitchen.

=============

"Shama... Shama uth ja"

(Shama... Shama wake up)

I was in deep slumber when I listened his voice, I wanted to sleep more but couldn't as he shook me shoulder one  more time.

"Hmm?" I hummed with half open eyes, and listened his hissing sound.

"Kya hua?"

(What happen?)

I asked in sleepy voice and turned my side towards him, he was hissing in pain, and he demanded me to massage his feet as well as back because it was paining . I was enough tired that I could even sleep at my feet but I ignored my comfort and started massage his back after removing his shirt. I wanted to sleep but he wasn't able to refuse his demand... I don't know for how long I keep massaging his back with warm oil, but then I started feeling tired and didn't know when slumber consumed me.

Morning alarm woke me up, and I found myself sitting beside him, my head was placed on his bare chest and he was still snoring. Rubbing my eyes I looked at his pale face, he was sleeping peacefully without realising that In whole night I slept only for two hours. my head aching due to lack of sleep.

But ignoring my headache I went out of bed. After freshn up I made breakfast and woke him up.

"Ab kesi tabiyat hai?"

(How are you feeling now?)

I asked and he nodded his head in response. But He was still having pain in legs. On his demand I again started pressing his feet and he was sitting resting his back with headboard busy in having breakfast.  He wasn't saying me to stop pressing his feet and i was feeling my hands were paining by then.

"Suno... Mera paper hai, main college jau? Wapas aa kar tumhare peer daba dungi"

(Today is my exam, can I go to college? I'll massage your feet after coming back)

I said in requesting tone and he was looking quite surprised to know that it was my exam.

" Ajj to tera paper hai? Haan.. Tu college ja.. "

(what! today's your exam? Yes, You go to college!)

I gant me permission and I immediately scoot to get ready for college.

==================

I was sitting in canteen with Richa and Vihaan when Zamil came towards us and  "How was your exam?" He asked to three of us but only looking at me, I smiled with great difficulty while mumbling "Fine" and bow down my head on table top. I was sleepy.

"Shama why you silent since morning?" Richa and Vihaan asked in unison but Zamil looked away from my face.

Then I was use to of Zamil's cold behaviour towards me so I ignored him but somewhere I was feeling hurt with is that type of behaviour.

"Guy I was awake last night, he had pain in back and feet so I was giving him massage and now I just wanna sleep" I said and closed my eyes.

"What?" That was Zamil's voice which pushed me to open my eyes, and I noticed Richa and Vihaan also gawking at me.

"kya hua?"
(what's wrong?)

I asked to three of them and Richa placed his hand on the back of my hand like she was giving me sympathy but I did not get the meaning of her actions.

"Tum puri raat us aadmi ke peer daba rahi thi?"

(Were you pressing feet of that man whole night?)

Zamil asked and I nodded.

"He had severe pain" I replied and three of them exchanged their look.

"Shama tum us insaan ki biwi ho ya uski gulam?"

(Shama are you wife of that man or a slave?)

Zamil asked with anger and I felt my all the expressions were gone. I never thought about that!

"I'm feeling so sorry for her" Richa said while patting my shoulder

"Yaar wo Jahil gawaar tumhe samajhta kya hai? Pehle usne tumhe apni handicap maa ka gulam Bana kar rakha or ab apni gulami kara raha hai!"

(Dude, what does that illiterate villager think of you? First he kept you as a slave to his handicap mother and now he is making you a slave for himself!)

Zamil asked with full of disappointment as well as anger.

" Is this first time that you massage his feet or you use to do so?" Richa asked and I shook my head.

"It's not first time... When I was in village, I use to press his feet every night before sleeping, but after coming to city its fourth or maybe fifth time" I told them making them shock.

"Shama.. Yaar you were only 15... How many problems you have faced in your life" Richa passed those sorrowful words and Vihaan also nodded.

"Why do you do these works?" Zamil asked with disappointment and I was silent for a minute.

"At the time of marriage my mother told me to take care of my husband in every possible way." I informed meekly and this time Vihaan huffed.

"What is this nonsense? He is already ten years older than you! He should take care of you..." Vihaan told me and I remembered how I use to do all the work of home and after that I use to press his feet for hours.

"Have he took you with himself for sightseeing or anywhere else outside the village?  Or you were free watchman for his home?" Richa asked and I was shocked to realise that except one time he never took me anywhere, even after marriage I never went to meet my mother and brothers.

"Except one time we didn't went anywhere" I replied meekly and Zamil rolled his eyes.

"You're only nineteen Shama... Only nineteen... You have your whole life ahead.. Don't you think you're playing with your life by living with such a person who doesn't know your value? He is treating you as a slave not a wife" Zamil told and I think for a couple of minutes but then shook my head.

"No Zamil... You're taking him in wrong way." I said and placed his both hands on table top before leaning forward "Then tell me in which way should I think about him?" he asked with a different level of arrogance on his charming face. His act made my heart skipped a beat but I controlled myself.

"He allowed me to study further, no one else would do so, I never see any husband in our village who allow his wife to study further but he did" I defend him and this time Vihaan took part in conversation.

"Girl you're fool, he is using you in every possible way and here you're feeling indebted in front of him? Shama try to understand... You've ability to study further... You've a sharp mind that's why you're able to study so well... He had only allowed you to study further but that wasn't for you but to fulfil his own dream..." Vihaan said and I was shocked to hear that 

" Shama you told us us that  He wanted to study further.. Right?" Richa asked and I nodded.

"He wanted to study further but he doesn't have ability to do so... That's why he allowed you to continue your study... Dude he is using you to fulfil his dream... He wanna show off in village that his wife is well educated. just it. And don't feel indebted in front of him, it's your ability that you got admitted in this college! If you're saying that in villages no husband allows his wife to study further then keep remembering that not every girl and woman have potential to manage her home as studies! You're not a  worthless girl... " Richa told me and I was confused...

Should I believe on her or not?

" He should be indebted in front of you that you are still with him... Otherwise you can kick him off from your life and can get a better person who is compatible with you!" Zamil said before standing up from his place and I was shocked again to listen that.

But that discussion give birth to a different Hustle and bustle inside my heart.

My teenager heart which wanted to explore every color of life but I was only able to see darkness in my future with my husband!

=================

Assalamualaikum

How are you my dear readers?

Your author is becoming lazy day, by day.. 😅
Don't you think so
🙈😅

But tell me how is this update??

_Naaz Jamal