Ayaan was irritatedly tired and now seeing his wife having one of her breakdown again was hurting him but also tiering him out. His head was hurting, he hasn't even had any food since morning. Reason? His wife! He gulped the bile of anger and continued looking at the women trashing her and his room!

He thought he had resolved the matter. After abeer went to karachi a week ago, he was glad his wife had stopped asking him for anyother house but he was wrong. They had another fight on the same topic and this time nobody stopped him. He and his wife really had ruin the once happy family.

And now, even after getting what she wanted, she wasn't happy. He was shocked and a little sad when azia didn't react on the matter of their miscarriage. He thought she didn't care but her abnormal behavior started soon after they transferred into another home.

She cried as she was snapped out of some bubble. She cried and he cried along. And from then she has been behaving like emotionally broken women who had lost her reason to live.

Even for azia, it was hard to understand at first, all her lack of interest in things even if its about her husband. Her numbness that she felt suddenly, and agonizing pain in her heart. But after a while all of her symptoms indicated one thing and that was after miscarriage depression.

Azia was going through postpartum depression. Most women after having miscarriage go through major depression and some can relate to the condition of azia. Risk factors for depression after miscarriage include a prior history of depression, having inadequate social supports and being childless.

Symptoms of depression include feeling sad or blue, loss of interest in one's usual activities, and hopelessness. If any of these symptoms emerge after a miscarriage, further evaluation is necessary.

But azia and ayaan never went to doctor, they weren't educated about the matter well. Like most in our family this type of depression is only called madness.

Azia had been judge on the base of her act, nobody knew her pain, they just know to taunt. Ayaan was sitting on the table, dining table right Infront of their kitchen, and he could easily hear his wife's voice of breaking things.

He bite the inside of his cheek. He was beyond mad! After going against the simplest rule of not getting saperation and him doing exact that had made his family to look at him in different light!

He, sometimes would be ashamed to even go Infront of the males in office. Suddenly when he was lost, the voice's stop. There was sheer silent for sometimes, his eye brow furrowed confusedly and he went towards his room cautiously.

Opening the knob, he was met with the sight of broken room. From the vases to their pictures and even the broken mirror! He was shocked. He saw azia sitting down with her face between her knees. Her appearance was different. She had lost alot of her weight and now she looked too small compared to the giant room and giant him.

He silently sat down beside her and put his arm around her with compation. She staggered against his side and put her head on his shoulder. He gently ran his finger in her unmade hair. She continue crying with sobs.

"M-mujhe..mu-mujhe..nhi pa-pata kya h-horaha hai m-mere..mere sath!" She whispered, he nodded and continued his action to soothe her that worked well. She sniffled and looked up at him" ap-apko mujh se...na-nafrat ho-gai hogi na?" She asked innocently. He confusedly looked at her.

(I-i d-dont know w-whats ha-happening with me!)
(You must be hating me right?)

"Mai-maine ap.. Apko sabse.. sabse door kardia na?" He just sighed and looked ahead. They sat quietly. The silence was weirdly calm. He listened to her sniffling while she was waiting for him to say something. He spoke after a while "Hajj par chalen?" His question caught her off guard. She looked at him to found him already staring at her with passion and same adoration, not like the way he was looking at her days ago.

(I saperated you with every one!)
(Should we go for Hajj?)

"Apko jana hai?" She asked, her mind drifted from the baby topic to hajj topic. He nodded enthusiastically and rant " yes.. imagine yar.. I really wanted to go but was waiting for the time ammi and Abbu to go first, now when they are done I think It's our time"

(You wants to?)

Her heart too filled up hearing him talking about putting his needs after others but mostly about going to Allah kay ghar! Oh the image itself had her eye's watered she doesn't know how she'll control but she wasn't mad to decline the offer!

(The home of Allah!)

" Gee!! Mujhe bhi chalna hai" he amusedly looked at her. He somewhat had beliefs that the Mention of something pious will not disappoint him. He was right. His wife was little off track and all she needed was right guide! It will definitely help her. He could practically hear the excitement in her voice, it would be awesome idea. He nodded and dropped a kiss on her forehead before lightly shaking her.

(Yess, I also wanna go!)

" Ab ye jo kamre ki halaat ki hai! Isko kon saaf karega" she examined the room, and she really had stepped over the line. Nothing in this room said room anymore. It was destroyed! She nervously gave him side eyes, his was sturned. She pouted and slumped against him.

(Now who will clean this mess up?)

He, without saying anything pulled her closer and wiped the now dry tears from her face without saying anything they both sat there for a while before picking up the room together. Every problem has its solution, you just need right path to make it alright!
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Noor-Ul-Ain was staying in her in law's house, that was technically her's but she was not rukhsat yet. She was to be with him for two days more before returning to Karachi! While staying there for a week, she had meet with almost every woman in their tribe. They were sweet, well some were and the other some had already heard from her.

They all respected her, and shared their problems with her as she was the Khaza of their sardaar. They all had immediately taken interest in her double-colored eyes. She was called the Naway of their village. Noor-Ul-Ain was amazed with their love and respect for her husband.
(Wife)
(Bride)

Currently, she was in the haveli while some women's were Infront of her, they were the friends of her mother in law and had come to see the bride, she was especially made to dress in pashto dress for them. They must be important!

Noor-Ul-Ain was bored listening to them talking in pashto when she saw a timid and short mahal coming inside the living room.

Noor's face immediately lightened up seeing the girl, mahal was the only girl with whom Noor-Ul-Ain wasn't shy or cautious to talk. She immediately gestured the girl to sit beside her who did. Noor-Ul-Ain noticed, mahal wasn't confident at all. She was timid even if she was with her!

They began to talk, Noor-Ul-Ain was busy listening to the relation shehryar, whom noor call Shehryar lala and mahal have. She saw the girl with flushed face talking about her husband.

She too listened quietly, untill Aabidah had to ask mahal for some refreshments, on which mahal shrinked more but complied. That confused Noor but she stayed quiet.

While Mahal carefully went towards kitchen, unaware of an amused pair of eyes observing her. She timidly took out glasses and placed them on the counter, but suddenly someone grabbed her arm and dragged her to the corner, towards the store room.

She trembled frightfully, the man who was not her husband cornered her and placed his hand beside her head on the wall and stand closely to her, capturing her between his arms. The disgusting smell of alcohol that was similar to her husband's and cigarettes hit her nose. She controlled herself not to gag.

The man chuckled darkly, and placed his finger's under her chin, lifting it up" bhaag rahi thi mujh se?" The man asked, she quickly nodded as no, fearfully. Her hands were Infront of her chest, closed in fist while her dupatta was now being dragged from her head.
(Running from me?)

She tried to shift closer to wall, but it was almost impossible cause he had grabbed her waist and pulled her closer, she yelped as if his touch on her waist burned her, she trashed to be let go but he painfully slapped her across her face, making her cry immediately.

" Hilna band kar whore, jaan se mar dunga warna" she stopped immediately. She was reminded of the threat he gave the sixteen years old mahal, and she was still afraid of him.
(Stop moving wh**re, I'll kill you!)

Her dupatta was now thrown on the floor, she was shivering as his touch made its way to more up. From her waist to almost to her chest when he was pulled back, she immediately opened her eyes afraid if it was shehryar or sikandar then they'll kill him!

But she was shocked hearing the man gasped in pain as he was crouching down holding the between of his legs and Infront of him stood Noor-Ul-Ain!

Noor-Ul-Ain was shocked and she had disgusted looked plastered on her face.
"Sohail !!! Tumhari himmat kaise hui ise hath lagane ki"  Noor-Ul-Ain asked from the brother of her husband

(Sohail! How dare you touch her!)

She was absolutely horrified seeing the scene and immediately jumped in action. She looked at crying and shivering mahal before going towards her" mai-maine..nah-nahi kia" mahal tried to explain herself only to be pulled in hug by Noor. (I-i .did-didnt do a-anything!)

Sohail stood up, and turned Noor-Ul-Ain around. He raised his hand to slap her but was slapped before her! She pushed him back and gave him another slap, before kicking in his shin again! "Himmat kaise hui kutte mujhe hath lagane ki"

(How dare you bitch touch me!)

Mahal looked at Noor-Ul-Ain in astonishment as she beat the man thrice her size. Leaning down to sohail's level, she grabbed his hair and said" tujh jaise baigerat logon ko ache se sahi karna ata hai, lekin tu mujh se nhi apne bhai kai hath se mare ga" sohail laughed, "thjhe laga mera bhai tujh par bharosa kare ga... Arey to uski kutti hai.. paltu hai paltu ban kar reh!"

(I know how to behave shameless man like you! But you wont die from my but your brothers hand!)
(You think my brother will believe you! You are his bitch, you are a pet so be it!)

Sohail knew, if his brother or shehryar got to know, they'll kill him in seventeen ways and bring him alive to kill him one more time. But he had to tremble the hope of Noor-Ul-Ain. He was failed miserably as she said almost quietly "tera bhai mera paltu hai.. mai janti hun isharo par kaise kis ko or kab nachwana hai! Tu apni khair mana..!!"

(Your brother is my puppet! I know how, when and who will dance on my indication! Care about yourself!)

Saying, she jerked his head away, that hit the wall, making it bleed a little, and held mahal's hand and dragged her out.
Sohail looked at Noor-Ul-Ain's back in extreme anger, he was boiling in anger and wanted to kill that girl, he smirked and said in his voice " bache gi nhi saali!"

(You won't be saved bitch!)

Upon reaching hers and sikandar room she locked the door before looking at mahal, who was crying again in anger.
" Pagal wagal ho tum! Hath nhi tore gar uske tum se" mahal, in answer cried and narrated the while fiasco from the time she first came in.

(Are you idiot, couldn't you break his hands!)

Sikandar and sheryar had always been best friend, but shehryar was now married and had locked his wife with himself, sikandar too rarely meet with mahal but one day Aabidah invited the two months old married couple. It was mahal's first time in haveli and she was extremely excited.

She asked for tour but sajid had called sikandar and shehryar and she was to explore alone, she was unaware of the lurking monster. She was met with vile and disgusting self of mankind that day.

Sohail had touched mahal, inappropriately and she immediately had ran away but she was traumatized and never wanted to visit again, but shehryar had to bring her back cause of some work, she somehow escaped him again. The sixteen years old was trembling beauty that satiated sohail! But he was unlucky all the time to not go down all the way!

Mahal's visit to haveli become rare and he was left with just desire and now when he almost got her, Noor-Ul-Ain came becoming her knight in shining armor! Mahal now looked upon Noor-Ul-Ain.

Noor-Ul-Ain was seething and was ready to tell sikandar but was stopped by mahal herself. Mahal never gave her the valid reason expect " ye pathan hain Noor-Ul-Ain! Ye jaan se marte hain to sadiyon tak dushmani chalate hain! Mai nhi chahti mere shehryar ko kuch ho.. mera sab kuch hi to hai wo" Mahal took promise from Noor-Ul-Ain to not disclose it even Infront of sikandar, who reluctantly agreed!!

(They are pathan! Noor-Ul-Ain! They kill and continue to avenge each other for decades! I don't want anything happening to shehryar, he's all I have!!)
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Hi...

As you have seen it coming, Sohail!!
And Noor-Ul-Ain is wonder women!!

Ayaan and azia? What about them??

100k on rubaab>>>> Im so happy!!

It's the first!!

Thank you'll.

Btw, this book is going to be brief!! Like, I've written 40 parts already and there's still too much I wants to add!!

You'll will have to wait!!