It was bad, so bad that he wanted to do nothing more than just to strangle his cousin's throat who was sitting a little too closer to his wife, that was pinching his heart. But azia looked comfortable with them and he couldn't do anything now. Hand tied, that's what he became as soon as he realized his wife was genuinely having great night with this extanded family of his.

He remembered his father introducing the man, as his cousin. He doesn't know how but they were some door ke rishtedaar that were little too close and friendlier. He normally wouldn't react like this and he doesn't wants to but that boy was having fun making his wife laugh, when that should be him!!

Azia again laughed at something, she was talking with the women, that introduced herself as Rania. She was lovely women who was trying her level best to ease all of azia's worry up, and at one point she won. And her children too. Her elder son was out somewhere so she didn't meet him but middle sister aisha and little brother afaan was keeping her company.

But the happiness she was feeling didn't last long, when she and all of them sat to have dinner, there were more people and there was a women, Rahaat, the  second wife of Asif, Rania's husband.

She was shocked but also didn't comment on it, she was astonished seeing how happy and cheery Rania was with her and suddenly she was all quite and serious and even her children was.

She looked at ayaan but he was busy conversing with Asif, she sighed and contineoud with her dinner, untill she heared Rahaat calling her name, she smiled politely and looked up at her, " kya job karti ho tum"(what's your job) Rahaat made no extra talk and asked her, rudely. That was the point she noticed. But azia gulped about the question and said"  mai nhi karti koi job"(I dont) she replied making rahaat ask her more questions " kitna parha hua hai" (Your education?) now she can feel where this was going.

So she, very confidently calmed her heart and said " Maine intermediate kia hua hai"(I've done intermediate) and she saw the expression of mockery on her face. Rahaat turned to look at her daughter who had the same expressions. Surprisingly she didn't said anything and azia sighed in relief cause she definitely wasn't interested into being embarrassed.

But she was unaware of how vicious some people were, do they even care about what's right and what's wrong? Do they even think about what's sin and what's not. Azia was happy or relief. But not for long. It was after dinner tea, male's were in the lawn having chat and their tea there, ayaan left azia inside with women when he saw how happy and comfortable she was.

While azia was far from being comfortable now, cause for some reason Rania was somewhere else and she was stuck with now rahaat and her daughter and they both were talking like azia doesn't even exist. She was uncomfortable about how they were going on about the price's of many different things and what they have gotten on the shopping they went with their respective friend's.

"Waise, hume laga k Dua ne apne bete k lie koi elite, eligible women dhundhi hogi jab usne meri beti isha k lie naa kari. Lekin Dua jaise khud thi... Waise hi bahu dhundi hai usne" (I thought, Dua will find her son an ekute, eligible women when she refused my daughter, but like dua was once... daughter in law is same too" she looked up at them, astonished.

Were they talking about her mother in law?  "g?" (Yes?);She uttered. " Dikhne mai bhi tum itni koi haseen nhi ho. Mana jisam hai tumhara jis par admi marte hain lekin humen nhi pata tha k hamara ayaan bhi unhi admiyon mai se hoga" (You aren't that beautiful too, yes you have the body for man to die for, but we didn't know our ayaan is same) Rahaat went on about shits.

Azia gulped down the bile of tear's, but she was more angry than being embarrassed " ap log mere shohar ko ya meri saas ko nhi jante! To bara-e-meharbani unke bare mai aisi baten na karen"(You don't know my husband, so behave)  azia politely told them off.

Isha laughed at her " ya allah.. tumhe kya lagta hai hum pagal hai... Kai hum tumhari jaisi larkion ko nhi jante? Well tum galat ho. Cause we know how you low class girl's trap boys like ayaan. "(well do you think we are mad, that we dont know how girls like you trap boys like ayaan)

Azia's eyes widen and she practically roared " ap apni had mai reh kar baat karen. Ap kon hoti hain mujhe judge karne wali"(you guys stay in your limits, who are you to judge me)  she was seething. Every human have precipice of their limit and her has been crossed beyond returning back.

She was a honourable women, who has seen alot of problem's and judgement but she was different, she wasn't a daughter of cunning buisness man but was a wife of Ayaan now. Who respects her and her choices. Her standard had not been lowered and she wasn't intended on staying quite.

" Apni awaaz nechi rakho larki.. himmet kaise hue meri beti par chillane ki" (Lower your voice girl, how dare you yelled at my daughter) Rahaat slapped Azia, making her stumble back a little. Her mouth widen with the audacity of that women.  But what shocked her was the childish behavior of Isha who pushed her back by her shoulder making her stumble again. And she was going on about how fat, how boring and how dark skinned azia was.

Azia doesn't have any problem being this, but she was not. And she may know it but the way isha was degrading her made her laugh at her in mock.  Isha raised her hand and slapped her once again but later this time azia slapped her back too. " Apni aukat mai raho, bhale mere pass wo nhi hai jis par tumhe guroor hai lekin ye meri baat kan khol kar sunlo. Mai tumhari tarah begairat nhi hun.. or sharam ani chahiye tumhe aisi harkaten karte hue, ainda agair mere sath koi bhi tareeqe ka misbehavior rakha... To yaad rakna.. mere shohar k talwo par palne wale kutte ho tum"(Stay in you limits, even if i dont have what you're proud of, But im not shameless like you. Shame on you for doing this behavior. From now on, stay clear with me cause You people lick my husband's feet)

Saying that, azia went out. Proudly and confidently. She was hurt with the words they used for her but she was proud about how she stood up for herself and for her husband. She went towards the lawn and there was ayaan still laughing and talking but he stood up smiling when he saw her. Ayaan made his ways towards her, azia saw how his expressions changed seeing the redness on her cheeks.

Ayaan was confused, then when he saw it was a slap marks, he was angry, beyond angry. Who dares to touch his wife! He put his hand on her cheeks and she hissed, his jaw clenched tightly and he asked " who did this" she just smiled and said " mujhe ghar jana hai" (I wants to go home) his eyes narrowed at her, they were dark in very unfamiliar way, that was making her scared " I asked, who did this azia Azia..."  He called her full name. She gulped and looked at Asif who was confused and was looking in between them.

" Maine handle karlia hai ayaan, now I wants to go home" (I've handled it ayaan) she stubbornly said, he looked at her annoyed and angry.
"Tell me the name, I'll burn down this entire home for you" she once again nodded as no.Why was she so hell bent into making him show her his dark side. Why wont she just say the name and he unalive them!! Simple.

He sighed and looked at asif, his eyes cold and harsh. " Mai sab janna chahunga kal. Agar mujhe pata chala k meri biwi k sath badsalukhi Hui hai... To yad rakhye ga mai kya karskata hun"(I wants to know everything tomorrow, if i know someone misbehave with my wife, you know what I'll do)  saying he turned around and held azia's wrist in a bruising grip and dragged her out.

He opened the door of his car, her side and waited till she was sitting inside before slamming the door shut, azia flinched and nervously chewed on her lips.
Ayaan also sat inside and start driving, she was anxiously looking at him time to time but he was quite, his hand was gripping the wheel while his jaw was shut.

" Abhi bhi nhi batana kya hua tha"(still wont tell me?) she sigh and narrated the whole story, and even told him about the part where she slapped Isha and about every word that was yelled at between them. By the time she was done, thay had reached the home. Ayaan stopped the car and looked at her. She also was looking at him.

" Im proud of you" he whispered. She questionably hummed, he again repeated " Im so proud of you for standing up for yourself... Im proud you didn't cried or panic.. im proud you didn't used your inhaler" she blushed and said " I also... Misbehaved with her" he hummed, his hand went towards her thigh and he rested it there, she stilled and looked up at him.

" They are so going to get it from me.. dont worry... I will make them cry--" she pouted and said, whined. Forgetting his hand now" nhi... Rania.. afaan and aisha were nice"(No) his mood again turned sour with the mention of afaan.

" Why would you care about afaan" the jealousy was clear in his voice. She was surprised and said" lekin mai ne aisha or rania ka bhi name lia" (But I've also taken aisha and rania's name) he scoffed and Said " bhale... Bas us larke k bare mai kuch na bolo" (Whatever just don't take that boy's name) she laughed loudly at his words. And cupped his face, and gave him a quick peck on his lips. That stunned him " arey... Ap kitne cute lag rahe hain aise" (arey, you are looking so cute) she was laughing, maybe she didn't noticed what she did.

He put his hand on her nape and pulled her closer, and captured her lips with his aggressively, he moved them slowly and passionately with hers making her stop laughing, she was stunned, but closed her eyes seeing his closed.  Ayaan pulled back, still close to her lips. Now breathless " Im definitely not cute! I can show you" she gulped and look into his eyes.

They were filled with love, adoration and mostly lust, lust that he feels for his wife, the lust he felt when she kissed him. Oh how sweet and soft they were, like biting into a cotton candy, the taste still lingers in his mouth and he wanted to do it again. For all his life.

"Zia.... Baby, do you... Do you give me consent of making you mine? I don't think I can hold it anymore now"  His breathing's hit her face, she can feel his raw emotions, she was emotional. She really had judge her man a little too much.

Here, he was asking permission even after almost One and a half months into their marriage, He still hasn't loose his control and she was debating when he was gonna force her. Upon seeing her so quite, ayaan did feel a little bad. His heart did hurt  but he shake the feeling away and said " no my love.. dont think so much. We can wait" azia felt like crying now.

She wrapped her hand around his collar and brought him closer till he was near her lips again and kissed him, this time sloppily making him know her intentions. He happily kissed her back before taking her to their room. Their walk was fast, frantic. She laughed at him while he kissed her till their room, Not caring about who can see them. It was late at night, and he was impatient.

He dropped her on their bed, and hovered over her " you know zia... I think .. I want you to be the mother of my children" he wanted to confess!! But in a flow of the moment he forgot what he should say. The first thing that came into his mind seeing her laying like this, was her being the mother of his child.

But azia liked the way he uttered those words, she was weak in the knees by his sudden domination and demand. Ayaan smiled cutely and kissed her again, his hand went towards her pallu that was pinned, he pulled it away after professionally unpinning it and dropped it down her body, his other hand went towards her back and he squeezed it, making her gasp.

They could feel each other heated body, being pressed up against the mattress, they felt the shared breaths and thuds of their heart as they fumbled to take each other clothes. Ayaan pulled away, and admired her naked body, she was beautiful for him.

He took off his clothes before pressing a kiss against her calf that travelled up, till he reached her bossom. He kissed her neck, her chest and left his marks everywhere, marking her as his, entirely painted by him. He felt proud seeing her. He once again kissed her, as he was joined with her, she gasp and that gave him opportunity to explore her mouth.

Their tongue clashed together, as they made love to each other. He was gentle, and patient with her, giving her all the time as she adjust to the new pleasure and feeling.

He smiled and kissed her forehead and they dived in together, into the sea of pleasure. They were combined. They had waited, and they were once again blessed. The moans and cries were filled in the room that were songs to his ear.

Ayaan showered her with kisses, with his emotions and with his feeling. Azia was close to tear's, writhing as she got the taste of his raw emotions, as she felt herself being united. She was sure all the neighbours had heard them, they made love till they couldn't anymore, they were frantic, in love with each other. They were each other's. She cried in her husband arms as he took care of her. She was afraid of being victim of Martial rape and here her husband was taking after care of her.

She was blessed, she couldn't hold anymore, she cried the tear's of joy, ayaan pulled her more closer "azia jani, was I that good?" She laughed at him. His way of trying to make her laugh.
She looked at him and kissed his lips " yes you are... And mai bhot khush naseeb hun... Mujhe ap jaise shohar mila ..I love you Ayaan" he was shocked for a moment.

He repeated her words into his head before bursting in joy, he awwed, he laughed and he even cried a little with her "I love you more Zia baby... So much... I love you"  he chanted I love yous as he again showered her with kisses. He hugged her, she also tighten her arms around him, he groaned feeling her pressing up at him, his naked body flushed with her. He said in gruff voice " zia baby... You are so close... Mujhme inti himmet nhi k mai tumhe hataun... Bhot kamzor hun.. Rukunga nhi agar abhi door nhi hui to" she blushed and pressed more against him.

" Apse kis ne kaha mai chahti hun ap ruken" he narrowed his eyes, she was blushing mess one moment and second she was a minx, a bratty girl asking to be punished " oh you minx, you are so getting it tonight from me now" he flipped her over making her laugh, the laugh he loves the most, and tickled her, her laugh satisfying his heart. Giving him a soothing feeling... Oh how smitten he has become with his babygirl...

Truth to be told, the next day on the newspaper was the news was of Asif's factory catching fire, it was shocked to the family members who weren't aware of ayaan's doing. But his wife was, she wasn't happy with his this act, what if there were people but ayaan knew exactly how to made it up to his wife, he did infact just that, of course there weren't people, he checked it. He wasn't a criminal now , was he??  Definitely not but oh what love makes you do... You gotta do!!
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Hi .
I hate those people, they are disgusting. But hey, azia spoke up!!

And awww the moment, I mean I aww but not them💀

I did so bad in test, like how are you supposed to do it right, when you have sir asghar sitting beside you? Not me!!

I just hope noone in my center knows its me!!

I couldn't even ask the questions I didn't know!!

Chemistry sucks...
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