Momina blushed heavily as he uttered those words, surprising everyone in the room, even his grandmother who thought she knew him from the back of her hand. " Ye to achi baat hai.. abhi tumhara or momina ka istekhara kara te hain or jald hi karte hain shaadi--"( that's a good thing, we will get your and momina istikhara and will marry you off soon--)

Sikandar rudely interrupted his mother, by saying " momina? Maine momina ka naam kab lia?" (Momina, when did I say momina?)And that had every one confused. What was he talking about. To clear up the confusion on everyone's face he said" shaadi karni hai. Jaldi karni hai. Or karachi mai karni hai"(I wants to marry, will marry soon and will marry in karachi)
He exclaimed.

" Karachi mai?" (In karachi) Asked sajid, deeply worried " g, karachi mai. Us larki se jise mai pasand karta hun." (Yes, in karachi, with the girl I like) Momina could feel her heart being ripped, she was looking at him while he was shamelessly going on  taking about marrying someone else. Who? Who stole her supposed mizaji khuda?

" Apka to momina ka rishta pakka hai salaar bhai" (your's and momina alliance was made bhai) aima, his younger sister couldn't control and spoke. Getting a glare from her mother and phuppo. Well, girl's weren't allowed to give their suggestion. " Maine kabhi haan kari thi is rishta ki? nhi. Maine naa kia tha. Or ab bhi. Balke mai chahta hun k aik do hafte bad ap rishta lekar jaen us larki k ghar"(I never said yes, nor I'm doing it now, You know what I want you to go to her house with my hand)

The revealing was shocking. No body expected him to say he Liked a girl.
Sajid looked at sikandar, who was now done eating and was drinking water. He knew he hadn't been the best father for him, he had to do that. He can proudly call him his son now, but he wouldn't. Whatever sikandar is today, is because he didn't let him be emotional.

Sajid sighed and said" kon hai, kesi larki hai ye batao phir dekhte hain. Agar han karni chahiye na nhi" (who's her, how is she! Tell us that first then we will decide) sikandar got up chuckling and said" such mai, apko laga mai apki ijaazat lunga. Funny but nhi ijazat nhi chahiye. Mai Shaadi Noor-Ul-Ain as karunga...bhale ap khush hon ya nhi" (Really, you thought am I asking for permission, funny but now, I will marry Noor-Ul-Ain, either you are happy or not) sikandar pulled out a mischievous smile.

That taunted every person present in the room, that angered them but they kept quite, they know now, he wasn't the child who could be left alone at a barren road out at night and woke up being raped and still doesn't say anything, or will be Beaten by men twice is size and will sleep while crying.

He was the sikandar that would rip you apart, he was powerful. Not the power he got as a charity by his excuse of a father but power he possesed by gaining the trust of his people. " Baba jaani, ap ki maar bhool raha hai ye" (baba jaani, he's forgetting your beatings) upon seeing sikandar getting out of their sight, sohail taunting/ pinned his father against sikandar, sohail gained a point. Seeing him angry, or he thought, but the redness on Sajid face wasn't anger but embarrassment and shame... But it was too late to apologize now. Too late.

Sikandar sat inside his SUV and roared the engine, he drove past the metal gates and went away, leaving dusk of dust flying away, he parked beside the cliff that was his deepest secret. He dailed noor's number and she didn't disappoint him. She picked it up on third bell.

Her cheery voice put his heart to peace. He was to be left alone after fighting with his family but her being with him gave him different pleasure. " Kya hua hai...itna mood off kyun hai, you know you can share, I won't judge you"(what happened, why is your mood off, You know you can share, I wont judge you!)

It took him only this to vent whatever was in his heart, he spilled every single memory he can remember to her, about the injustice, the abuse, the fear, the disobediency, the satisfaction when seeing them in pain. He told her every thing. He was in the tear but on the other side she was sobbing, telling him how she would love to kill his family.

" Its okay meri jana, I was used to it. I endured but then I reversed the role. I play them puppet and they obey." He said, his voice now satisfied realizing she was not pitying him but was hurt in his hurt. He was pleased. He found her. The one who would share his pain with her. "Y-you k-know what? M-mera d-dill karraha h-hai...m...mai.tumhare ghar rat mai ghuson or sab ko maar dun...unki himmet kaise hui tum par hath uthane ki.. kutte "( my heart is saying I should broke into your house and kill every person, how dare they hurt you, bitches)  he bite his lips, controlling his smile.

Oh he was so going to hell, for allowing her to curse at his family, but don't they deserve it?. He thought and listened to her, sobbing, yelling and trashing her room while telling him about psychopathic way's she can kill the one who hurted him. " Enough Meri jaan. Im sure your father is about to come into your room to see what is the noice... Now leave those vases alone. And listen to me carefully" he said adorningly and turned serious making her sit on the bed too. Now tired.

" I love you, so much. Tum se pehle meri Zindagi mai aik or larki thi, jise mai chahta tha. Us ne mera saath dia jab koi nhi tha. Wo meri baten sunti thi. Tasalli deti thi, or kehti thi, k wo mere maa baap hain, shayad mai unhen maaf kardu. Wese achi thi. Lekin saath nhi reh saki. Us k lie mujh se zyada or bhi bhot log azeez the. Wo mere lie apne walideen se bat nhi karsaki. Mai sirf ye batana chahta hun, k wo mera maazi thi. Wo maazi jisko mujhe zyada yaad karna nhi pasand. Lekin tum mera haal ho or mera mustakbil bhi. Mujh se badgumaam na hona meri khoobsurat larki. Samjhi"

(I love you, so much. Before you I used to like another girl, she was with me when no one was, she was good, she listened to me and comforted me by saying that they are my parents.. she couldn't talk to her parents for me, she had more people to love ..she was my past, a past I never want to remember. And you are my future and my present... Don't be sad with me my beautiful girl)

She listened to him, telling her about that bit- she rolled her eyes and added that girl into her enemies lists. " Kon thi wo" (who was she?) she asked, sikandar bit back his smile, hearing the ultimate jealousy in her voice, that gave him churning feeling into his stomach, the feeling was intense, that he had to cup his stomach and said" jald bata dunga... Jald pata chal jaega" (You'll know soon, I'll tell you soon) he said and smirked now.

She hummed and turned the way of conversation, " mujhe tumhari bhot yaad arahi hai sikandar" (I miss you so much sikandar) her eye's watered, she was getting addicting to him, it wasn't healthy but it was pleasurable, it was nice. " Meri jaan Mai bhi, bhot zayad. kaho to milne ajaun" ( my love me too, what say, should I come to meet you) he said, smiling boyishly, flirting with her. But he was 100% going to meet her.
" Ajao, mai tumhari raah dekhungi "( come, I'll wait for you) he laughed but then said " arey, ye kya... Mai tum se 10 saal bada hun. Mai tumhe tum keh sakta hun, tum ap bolo"(Arey, what's this... Im ten years older then you, respect me)  he teased her, he liked the way she addresses him.

She snort, and said" nhi, mai tum kahungi, is se mujhe Tum mere lagte ho" (No. I'll talk to you like this, It gives me feeling that you are mine) oh how easy it was to please him, he thought" mai hun, meri jan. Sirf tumhara"(I am my love, I am... Yours)  he said, Almost unbelievably, he wasn't that cringe. But that got her red. Blushing. Heart thumping, the idea of him calling himself, hers, Oh how pleasing.

" Kya tum meri hona pasand karo gi Noor-Ul-Ain, hmmm. Kya tum meri rehna pasand karo gi"
(Would you like to be mine Noor-Ul-Ain, for all your life)
he asked, his voice lowered to octave. Sensual. Husky.
Her labored breathing sounds heavy and pleasing to his ear, she mumbled "saari zindagi k lie sikandar, saari zindagi k lie"(only your's sikandar, for life)  he smiled and said good still in his husky voice.

"Just be ready meri Noor, jald hi lene aunga. Tumhe, saari zimdagi k lie" ( just be ready, I'll come to get you soon, for forever)  and all she could was just clinged into the thought, of being his, Entirely, Completely.
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Assalamualaikum...

Another today cause I feel like it!!

God, sikandar is Romantic isn't he?!??!

And he's savage too... Like bro- shut everyone up...

Proud mother I am!!

My sikandar and noor baby!!!

I got presentation to make! And I'm off to make it now!!

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