Maybe she shouldn't have gone out, maybe she shouldn't have allowed the man and his wife to enter her home, maybe she shouldn't have offered them anything, maybe shouldn't have listened to how thirsty he was and maybe she shouldn't have had a heart as soft as a pillow. Maybe should have been vile women who doesn't care about outsiders.

But that's the problem! Maybe!! She wasn't vile, she was kindhearted, she couldn't see any person in pain and how was she suppose to let the man, that was someone she never knew of, let him go? Mahal was tired with this behavior of her husband.

Mahal was going home from market, when a man, who looked like tourist, a white man, asked for water, she being kind hearted invited him and his wife to walk with her till her home so she could give them water, even the water was being sold with money, She knew the guards were tailing behind her, was keeping her in check and was telling every single thing she did to her husband but she didn't care.

And she may have talked with the couple, even with that man too, who was thanking her. She didn't think over that matter more untill her husband came home, screaming, yelling and trashing! She was scared and had instantly hide from him. An angry shehryar was not her favorite.

But she was unfortunate cause he found her and here she was, trapped between the wall and her husband. " MAINE KAHA THA NA, KISI GAIR MARD SE BAT NHI KARNI". She closed her eyes tightly, and gulped. Mahal was shivering in fear. " TUMHARI HIMMAT KAISE HUI US MADARC**OD SE BAAT KARNE KI" 

(I TOLD YOU TO NEVER TALK WITH ANY MAN)
(HOW DARE YOU TALK TO THAT MO*HERFU*KER)

A shaky breath left her lips, shehryar had his hands holding her arm's in a tight grip, that would leave marks for sure, but he was far from realizing the damage he was doing to her. Mahal gently placed her hand on his cheeks and said in shaky voice " m-maine si-sirf pa..pani d-dia tha" shehryar nodded as no, and pulled her closer till she was flushed against him. (I only gave him water)

He hold her in his hand and said "n-nhi... N-nhi tum... Tum sirf meri ho... samjhi... Tum kisi ko kuch nhi de sakti" shehryar was obsessed with mahal, he was addicted to her and over possessive for her to the point where he can't see her with anyone.
(No..no you are mine. You can't give anyone anything)

He has basically trapped mahal with himself, protecting her from the world, or he thought he was protecting her. Mahal nodded, her eyes were brimming with tears and she felt suffocation but she couldn't say anything now. Not when her husband  wasn't in his senses "g-g ...m-mai...ap-apki hun" he again gripped her jaw tightly, a painful yell left her mouth " TO KYUN KI US SE BAAT... TUM SIRF MERI HO MAHAL. SIRF MERI" he again shouted at her.
(Y-yes.. I'm... I'm only your's)
(THEN WHY DID YOU TALKED WITH HIM MAHAL.. YOU ARE MINE ONLY)

Mahal cried now, she was tired of explaining to him from five year's now, she was his, she was not leaving him. She loves him. " Mahal.....mahal meri jaan roo mat... Dekhi mai kuch nhi bol raha.." shehryar, upon seeing her crying said, frantically.

(Mahal. Mahal Dont cry.. look im not saying anything)

His heart was uneasy seeing her tear's, he wiped them away and kissed her both eyes continuously, mahal was still crying with hiccups, he hugged her close to himself.

Mahal pushed him away " m-mujhe nhi rehna tumhare sath...m-mujhe n-nhi re-rehna" shehryaar eyes widen, he could feel himself shaking with anger but more in fear. His wife doesn't want to live with him? She wants to leave him? " Kya kahan tumne" he was back, his aura, that dominating aura that scares her. " TUMHARI HIMMAT KAISE HUI.... Mai pyar karta hun tumse mahal.. tum mujhe nhi chor sakti"

(I don't wanna live with you)
(HOW DARE YOU, I love you mahal.. you cant leave me)

Mahal pushed him away, sharyar stumbled but what shocked him was the slap, that his wife has delivered on his cheeks, that doesn't stop at one cause he doesn't know how many times, but she slapped him, she aimed at his face, and beat the ego out of him.

Shehryar was numb,he couldn't feel the pain, he was afraid what if she really leave him.  Mahal took deep breaths, maybe it was the seventh slap she gave him, and her palm was now burning but he didn't flinch from his place. He let her do whatever she did.

" Mahal... mahal bat suno.. mai..mai tumse pyar karta hun.. theek hai.. bhot karta hun.. agar tum chali jao gi to mai marjaunga na... Mai zinda kaise rahunga tumhare bina.. Tum nhi chahti mai marun haina.. please mujhe mat choro" shehryar explained to her in hurried and frantic voice, afraid if he will slow down she'll disappear.

(Mahal...mahal listen... I... I love you okay . Very much . If you leave me I'll die. I cant live with out you. You dont want me to die right... Please don't leave me)

" Mai kahin nhi jarahi sharyar, saans lo. Saans lelo marjaoge" mahal said, after seeing he was turning blue, not taking any breath, hurting himself on purpose, to make her feel bad. That was the trick. Manipulation trick. (Im not going anywhere shehryar, breath.  Breath or you'll die)

Mahal put his head on her chest, and let him cry, he cried like a baby while saying " mai jab bhi tumhe kisi k sath dekhta hun jo mai nhi hota...to...to...dil karta hai use kutte ki mot marun" she closed her eyes and let the tear's slip.
(Whenever.. I see you with anyone.. I feel like ripping them apart)

It was beyond repair, his trust, his obsession and his possessiveness with her. She kissed the top of his head,

shehryaar sat down on the floor, still in her arms, and let her slide down too. Mahal asked " sherry... Agar mai margai to... Kya karoge" she was mad that she asked him, cause he again turned to her, his hand closed around her neck, chocking her. His eyes dark and red and his jaw shut tight " mai tumhari jaan nikal dunga agar koi aisi bakwaas ki to tumne... Tum mairi ho or kahin nhi jaogi..." He left her neck and in a second he was crying again, hugging her saying " mai zinda nhi reh paunga... Mai marjaunga tumhare bagair... Mujhe kahin nhi chorna"

(Sherry.. what if I die?)
(I'll kill you if say nonsense now. You are mine and you aren't going anywhere)
(I wont be able to live.. I'll die.. don't leave me)

Mahal loves shehryar, but sometimes, she cursed her fate, that he had to be her husband, he was bipolar but she cant leave him. Now matter how much she tried to leave him she can't. She wants him no matter how twisted and how suffocating it is. Let him be toxic, he will change, mahal will love shehryar. She will love him in his monstrous form and in his loving form. She was shehryar's mahal and would die as shehryar's mahal....
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Noor-Ul-Ain pouted, seeing the gate of her home Infront of her. She turned to look at sikandar who was driving the car, he really had come with her to drop her off, oh how lucky she was to have him. She sighed and opened her seat belt. Sikandar laughed at her expressions, she looked cute and for a moment he wanted to stop the moment and claim her his. Cant she be his?

He put his palm on her cheek and gently caress it " what's the problem?" he asked her, his eyes filled with adoration. Her pout got more bigger and she slumped on her seat "don't wanna go" he leaned in closer to her"phir kya karna hai" she smiled and said "Apke sath rehna hai" he laughed, she also smiled. (What do you wants to do)
(I wanna live with you)

" Agar ap janab chahti hain k ap k baba mujhe kacha na chabaen to niklen chalen" she laughed at his tone and opened the door. He also came out. She stood Infront of him, he held his hand out and captures her small ones in his big one " sorry about jo bhi kia maine... I promise ainda aisa kuch nhi hoga" she smiled and also held his hands. Before stepping a little closer to him, but as she was about to say something, her name echoed in the air.
(If you don't want your baba to eat me alive. Come on lets go)
(Im sorry about whatever I did. I promise it wont happen again)

She was stunned in her place, her hands still in his, she gulped, her eyes wide as she looked at sikandar. He immediately left her hands, she turned around to look at Arsal, who was angrily marching towards her, she could see anger radiating from his body, she should've known before doing this Infront of her home, when she clearly knew every person in her family was overly cautious for her.

" Kya karrahi ho yahan Noor-Ul-Ain" she gulped, as arsal asked her the question "b-bhai w-wo... Wo" Sikandar looked at between them in amusement before deciding to save the deer caught in headlights. (What are you doing here Noor-Ul-Ain)
(Bhai...umm)

" Hi, Im sardaar Sikandar salaar. Miss Noor-Ul-Ain's car broke down so I offered her a ride" arsal eyebrows furrowed more, as he glared dagger at Noor-Ul-Ain. " G..g bhai" Arsal held her arm and dragged her closer to him, that made sikandar glare at him. (Yes..!!)

" Tum pagal ho noor. Aise kisi se bhi ride kyun li tumne" he practically yelled at her, she flinched a little. Her heart was beating ninety eight times a second instead of seventy two. Sikandar stepped a little forward and placed his hand on Noor-Ul-Ain's back, a little too much for Arsal likings for his sister " arem se, khatoon hai. Lift dene wala mai tha" arsal growled, and yanked Noor-Ul-Ain towards him. (Are you mad Noor, how can you ask someone for ride)
(Calm down, she's a girl. Morever, I gave her the ride)

He pointed his finger towards sikandar, "aukat mai raho apni" both were male, dominating, dangerous and stubborn. If Noor-Ul-Ain wouldn't have stepped in between them, thhere would've been quite a fight. Seeing a finger pointed in his direction, the pointer of sikandar's limit's crossed over hundred. (Stay in your limits)

Noor-Ul-Ain saw sikandar hand making his way towards his pocket, her eyes widen and she quickly jumped into action. She pulled Arsal back " bhai. Please choren na hum chalte hai" as if he was in trance, hearing her voice sikandar's hand retreated. And he stepped back before sitting inside his car to drove off. (Bhai. Please leave na...lets go)

Noor-Ul-Ain sighed in relief but in next second, she was being dragged towards her home, with arsal yelling her baba's name. She tried stopping him but he was not listening to her one a bit, how could she stand infront of her baba after practically lying to him? She tried to freed her hand but it was too late cause every person of the family was now present infront of her, including her confused mother And her frantic baba.
She was doomed!!
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Hi..
The music dum tana na na na fits here!!
And shehryar? Cause I wanted too. His character was in my mind and I had to do this!!

And sikandar met with noor's brother!! One family at a time sardaar!!

And believe me, I'm sooo feeling bad for mahal!!