As soon as Adnaan open his eyes, found Sara in front of him which made him angry. The reason was unknown to himself but he just felt frustrated. Throwing the blanket away from his body he moved towards couch where Sara was sleeping peacefully.

"What are you doing in my room?" He almost shouted but Sara was sleeping like a dog. Completely unaware of her environment!

"Ooo jangli Billi.. Uth yaha se" This time he shook her arm and Sara open her eyes with great difficulty but grit her teeth when found Adnaan in front of her eyes.

(You wild cat, get up from here)

"Subah subah apni badar ki shakal dikha di.. Pta nahi pura din kesa jayega" She muttered in half sleeping state and throw the cushion on Adnaan's face before again closing her eyes and very next moment she was snoring lightly.

(Don't know how the whole day will be as he show me his money face early in the morning)

"kya kha isne? Bandar ki shakal?" Adnaan wasn't out from the shock of cushion attack moreover Sara's words made him.

(Monkey face.. Really?)

He turned his face towards mirror and blinked three four times.

"Masha Allah.. Nazar na lage... Itna handsome to dikhta hu.." Saying to the one present on the other side of mirror he felt proud on himself. His look was something which made him confident in every situation.

(May God save me from evil sight.... I see so much handsome.)

"What are you doing in my room?" Adnaan asked showing his anger and this time Sara covered her face with sheet while saying "Ugh—what's this disgusting object?"

Poor Adnaan was helplessly listening his praisings from his sleeping beauty, he wanted to slap Sara but he wasn't that much low to do physical harassment to draw out his anger.

"Open your eyes and see who I'm! Right now you're in my room, my home..." He put his anger into words which made Sara awake. She push away the sheet from her face and glare him

"It's my home too..." she asserted.

"It's your misconception!" throwing the cushion on her face Adnaan said and turned to go towards washroom.

"Ye kya badtameezi hai" holding the question which she had thrown on him just a minutes back she asked with anger

(What the hell is that)

"Ye wo hi badtameezi hai jo tu ne abhi abhi karo thi" gesturing towards the cushion with his eyes he replied with arrogant filled voice.

( this is the same hell which you have done just a minute back)

Sara stood up from her place with long steps and hit Adnaan with cushion. "Bandar.." She muttered and but Adnaan pulled that cushion and hit her head.

"Don't mess with me! I'm telling you again... Don't mess with me ever." Throwing the cushion on floor he glared Sara who glare him back.

"Yeah... You've that Mansi to do all these mess with.. Isn't it?" Sara replied and Adnaan rolled his eyes smirk

"Are you jealous?"

"What? Jealous!! That too for you? You're not so special for me" Sara rolled her eyes but Adnaan already noticed last night that Sara wasn't liking Mansi's closeness with him.

"What are you doing in my room? Why are you sleeping here?" He asked and this time Sara was silent unlike before, but she had to give answer.

"Umm.. Us room me chhipkali aa gayi thi.. To main yaha aa gayi" She stammered while lying and Adnaan laughed

(Umm.. There was a lizard in that room, so I came here)

"Oh really? Are you afraid of lizards?" He made her fun

"By the way, agar tu Apni bina makeup wali shakal use dikha deti na, to Wo bechari tujh se dar kar bhag jaati.. Sirf us room se nahi puri building se.."

(If you did show that lizard your without makeup face, then she would run away afraid of you, not just from that room but from the building)

"Oh... Something like this!! Then I Should show you my without makeup face so I can get rid of you" Placing her hands on her hips she said after glaring him and Adnaan took a step closer.

"I'm a daredevil... I'm not afraid of you" He whispered just an inch away from her face making her nervous, he already knew that Sara felt nervous with his closeness that's why he was doing so. She gulped and took a step back but Adnaan felt happy.

"Go and make breakfast for me" He whispered. "I'm not your servant" she grit her teeth "Then who are you?" He asked in hushed and Sara looked in his eyes "I'm your wife.. Not you cook" Said the Sara with anger and took steps towards the door but before she could go out from the room Adnaan took long steps and lock the door.

"So.. Dear Wife.. Cooking for your husband is your duty. Isn't it?" He asked blocking her way and she grabbed the handle of door.

"No.. When my husband is not fulfilling his duties then I'm also going to fulfill my any duty" She said before twisting the knob of door and opened that. Adnaan grit his teeth when noticed her entering in her room.

"They forced me to get married for food, but now my situation is worsed than before." Muttering that he started getting ready for office.

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Adnaan's POV:

What she think about herself? Such a stubborn girl!

"Can't she make breakfast for me? Why my parents didn't get agree to marry me with other girl? It seems like all the other girls were died!"

"What is special in this jangli billi?"

"Nothing..."

"Except one that she cooks very well but unfortunately not for me!"

"I wanted a beautiful, intelligent, loving, and sweet wife... But what I have got.. This idiot!"

"Is she an idiot or me? Because right now I'm talking to myself like an idiot!" I mumbled looking in mirror while getting ready for office. After getting married my routine was disturbed. Not only routine but whole life!

I stopped going gym, working in office was a bit annoying for me because all the time I only feels irritated with the thought that Sara was my wife and moreover I wasn't getting peace in my own home. Before marriage I use to sleep in that bedroom which I had given to Sara but at the same time I had my wardrobe and other stuff in my bedroom.. My after getting married I was feeling myself locked in one room only.

I wanted to my freedom and happiness back.

After getting ready, I making tea for myself when I listened

"Chai Bana rahe ho to mere liye bhi ek cup Bana do" I turned to glare her.

(If you're making tea then make one cup for me too)

"Tera nokar nahi hu"

(I'm not your servant)

"keep remembering your words, I was thinking to make chicken pulao for dinner! But now I'll make only for myself because I'm also not your servant!" She show her anger while going out from the kitchen.

"Otherwise also I eat from outside.. No problem.. Either I'll cook something for myself or have my dinner with someone else" Saying that I looked towards the tea, which was on the edge of boiling but my urge for tea was no longer present. I throw whole souce pan in kitchen sink and left the home very next moment.

After reaching office there was another issue was waiting for me!

If I wouldn't be Married to that idiot then I would be happy because that issue wasn't anything else but a party in which whole staff was invited but since I was newly married so Avinash invited Sara too and just to show off that I live with my wife I had to bring her with myself!

What the hell!

My peace and happiness was gone after marriage. I don't know how people get happiness after getting married, but I was only getting problems and frustration!

Only ten days to go for that party and I had to find out some solution to get rid of that problem aka my wife. I didn't want to took her with myself in an official party.

Whole day my mood was off, I wasn't able to focus on my work because of that Jangli Billi.

This is another kind of problem when someone is not physically present with you but his/her presence in your like is enough to make you restless. Since childhood I hated Sara.

I don't know about reason...

Or.. Maybe I know!

Whenever she use to come to our home my own parents use to forget me and started giving her princess like treatment, as if she was very special! I hate whenever she comes to our home, but then my parents permanently shift her to my home! It's not easy to tolerate her around me!

"Where are you lost?" I was startled by that voice and found Mansi standing there.

"Hey.. What up" I muttered with a fake smile, just to fulfill the formality then resumed my work.

"Looking upset! Is there any problem?" She asked and I said ''Nah.. Just work load"

"Let's grab a coffee with me, you'll feel better" Saying that she leaning to shut my laptop but I grabbed her hand

"Mansi I have to go home soon, so I need to complete this." I lied and she sat down with me.

"Adi we're friends since three years, you can't hide your feelings with me, tell me what's the matter" She asked seriously. looking towards her I sighed and shut the laptop.

"Let's go for coffee" I smiled and she nodded before I could make my way towards cafeteria, our hot coffee were already arrived because she'd already ordered for both of us. I was on my corner desk and she was beside me, I didn't realise when times passed away in between her interesting talks and my work. Office hours were over but I didn't want to go back home. I was tired but I wanted mental peace more than physical one.

"If you're free then I can have dinner with you.. It will be your pleasure" I said in playful manner and Mansi laughed with a nod.

"Why not.. I'm already ready" She said and instead of going back to home by taking lift from Avinash I went with Mansi to the nearby restaurant.

The environment was peaceful, dinner was delicious but there was a restlessness in my heart, a different type of fear... Like something was going wrong!

But everything was going alright...

'Maybe because of stress!' I said to myself and tried to avoid that feeling, which was almost impossible.

"Won't Sara argue with you like ordinary wives that why you have your dinner with your friend?" Mansi asked and her question pulled me out from the world of my thoughts

"Umm.. No.. I don't think, she'll mind" I replied while rolling the noodles on fork and she smiled "Strange!"

"Mansi I'm going home" Leaving my dinner in between I said and stood up.

"But you've taken only two three bites.. Complete your meal, then I'll drop you to your home." She offered me but I shook my head.

"Some other day, I'm sorry to leave dinner in between... But.. I'm sorry" after paying for dinner I left for home... I wasn't aware why I was feeling so anxious. But taking a taxi I reached home and rang the bell. Even after ringing bell for some ten or fifteen times Sara didn't open the door. Using my keys I entered in the home, First I was frustrated but then I started feeling anxious because all the lights were off, only a fan was on.

"Sara." I call her just like a whisper but she wasn't answering.

"Kaha Mar gayi?"

(Where is she?)

"Saraaaa... Why all the lights are off?" turning on the lights I asked loudly and went to kitchen, she wasn't there before I could check both bedrooms and washrooms I listened her voice.

"Ad.. Adnaan..." She yelled from somewhere and it seems she was crying.

"Saraaa.. Where are you?" I asked loudly.

"I.. I'm Here... Open the door.. Please" Here voice came out from the store room of my bedroom and I went towards there with long steps, pulling the door I found that locked and tried my best to find out keys.

"Adnaan.. Please open it.. Let me come Out" She yelled with hiccups. Maybe she didn't know that lock of storeroom was not working properly, she must be forgot to put stopper and the door was closed and automatically locked.

"Wait for some time" I yelled back while rummaging in drawer of side table but keys were no where. "Adnaan.. Please... Please open the door.. Please... I won't argue with you again.. Just open this" She was crying badly while banging on door and I was confused why she was doing all those things, but whatever.. I didn't get keys.

"Stay away from the door" I said loudly and push the door hardly with my right side. And only one voice came from my inner soul..

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa"

'Darwaza toodna har ek ke bas ki baat nahi, ye kaam CID ke Daya ko hi suit karta hai' My wise brain scolded me because I was trying to be a real life hero.

(Breaking the door is not a cup of tea for everyone, this work suits only Daya of CID)

But I didn't had Daya for that work and that Jangli Billi was crying loudly, after more five six attempts, the door was open and I was shocked to see her standing in the corner of completely dark storeroom, her cheeks were drenched with tears.. Eyes were swellen, hair was messy like she had clenched her hair roughly.

Honestly I felt worried about her... I took just a step towards her and she came forward while running, before I could understand something, mumbling my name she hugged me. She was crying with hiccups and I was confused that what happened with her.

"At least tell me what happened?" I asked trying to push her away but I realised that she was shivering and her body temperature was very low, she was just crying and breathing heavily

"Shhh... Chup ho jaa" I said politely, I was trying to understand how to deal with her but that was actually getting difficult. My ribs were actually hurting due to her tight grip around them, her tears were giving tear marks on my white shirt, and I her condition was making me scared. I hate her from the deepest core of my heart but her tears always make me weak.

And I hate myself for this weakness!

But I can't help.

I literally dragged her out to bed and tried to made her sat down but she was still crying and hugging me in the same way.

"Why are you crying this much?" I asked and she tried to stop herself to sob but her hiccups were already became worse, that's why she wasn't able to breathe properly. We sat down on bed and i was only caressing her back.

"I.." She utter only that after that her hiccups didn't allow me to understand anything.

"Tu theek hai" This time I forcefully break the hug asked and she nodded with loud sob. I passed a glass of water to her and she took a small sip.

(Are you fine?)

"I... I was scared.." After all she muttered and I sighed.

"Why?" There was no answer from her.

"Sara... I'm asking something"

"I'm afraid of dark and I can't live alone in a dim lit room, specially during night" She informed me and I was confused

"Pehle to esa nahi tha! Tu to kabhi kisi cheez se nahi darti thi" I said but she didn't reply.

(It was not like this earlier! You were never afraid of anything)

"For how long you're in storeroom?" I asked and she wiped the fresh pair of tear.

"Since morning"

"Go and take a shower, you'll feel better" I ordered but she was still looking scared. I went to my bathroom and filled bathtub for her.

'Wait... Adnaan why are you doing this for her?' I asked to myself but honestly I don't want to saw her in tears. I don't like when she is around me but I never want to saw her in problem.

I think I'm bipolar much!

"I've filled bathtub, go and relax for some time" I told her and she tried to say something but didn't. "If you're feeling scared, then don't lock the door, I'm sitting right here." I replied to her unexpressed feeling and she took step towards bathroom.

"Adnaan you're not going anywhere. Right?" she asked and I nodded.

"Adnaan..." after some five minutes she again call me from inside the bathroom

"I'm, still here, Don't be scared" I replied with a smile on my face. It was shocking me that she was afraid of darkness because I remember in childhood we use to narrate horror stories to each other in a dark place, that too at, middle of night And Sara was the only child who wasn't scared in any situation.

"Adnaan are you there?" She again yelled and this time I smack my forehead.

"Yaar tu kyu dar rahi hai? Tu to khud itni khatarnaak hai, ki agar koi bhoot aa bhi gya to tujhe dar ke bhaag jayega." I yelled back while texting Nabeel to ask that how his sister started feeling afraid of dark.

(Dude, why are you afraid? You yourself are so dangerous that even if a ghost comes, that poor guy will run away)

"Adnaan..." this time she asked almost in mumbled and I huffed

"Ab agar ek baar aur tune mera naam liya na to main andar aa jaunga" I yelled and I knew after that she won't pronounce my name, how clever I'm.

In the time being my mobile beeped as I got reply from Nabeel. And I was shocked after reading what he told me.

Sara was highly depressed after her father's death, she had witnessed her last moments of her father, after that she started feeling scared alone at night and darkness. And I realised why she use to drink coffee and tea at night while reading novels. Maybe she was afraid of sleeping alone!

"Adnaan.."

I'm going to hit her head on wall..

"Sara I'm right here! And don't you dare to call me again" I yelled.

"I.. I don't have clothes... Please bring my clothes from my room" She said meekly and I looked towards bathroom door. She was hidden behind the door and peeping out, only her forehead and eyes were visible.

"Ab yahi kaam reh gya hai mera!" I shouted while going to her room and open the Almirah, but that was impossible to find out any pair of clothe which she could wear at Night. That was full of party wear dresses after a lot struggle I was able to find out a pajama I sighed and went to my room. Drawing out a t-shirt from my cupboard. Looking away from the door is bathroom I passed her those two clothes.

"I didn't get any other clothes" I said and she grabbed them, after a minute she was standing in front of my eyes in those clothes and I had to admit that she was looking good in my blue t-shirt. But I averted my eyes and made my way to bathroom, after changing my in my usual comfortable clothes capri pants with gym vest I decided to arrange dinner for both of us because that madam would be hungry, as so I was.

"Maggie khayegi?" I asked but she looked at, me as if I was asking her the formula of making atom bomb.

(Wanna have Maggie?)

Is she mad or what?

I always keep a good stock of Maggie in home because of my midnight hunger. And soon I was done with making a big bowl full of cheese Maggie.

"Come." I said after showing the bowl of Maggie and she sat down in front of me. After marriage we're having our meal together, without any reason of showing off. Otherwise before that I had always have my meal with her just to show others. We were having Maggie from same bowl and soon only one bite was left, we both lift gazes towards each other, and I found same evilness in her eyes and we both shift our gazes towards bowl before her fork could attack on that remaining noodles I picked them and..

"Yummm..."

Still, I hate her, and She wasn't this Much special for me that I leave the last bite of my cheese loaded Maggie for her. She didn't deserve that much...

Oh God...

Her facial expressions!!

I could do anything to gain those angry as well as defeated expressions!

I love to make her feel defeated!

"Go and sleep now" Saying that I gestures towards the exit of my room and she left the room trying to maintain an egoistic face. I got busy in my mobile and after some half an hour I noticed some voice from kitchen. And found Sara going to her room holding a mug.

Turning off the AC and lights of my room I went to her room. I grabbed the mug from her hand and took a sip, I had to admit she was the best cook among all the girls I know. The coffee was so good that I could have three mugs of that at same time.

"Sleep now" I ordered and switched off the lights.

"I'll go to sleep when I'll feel sleepy." She replied arrogantly.

"I'm not going anywhere leaving you alone, you can sleep now" Saying that rudely I sat down on bed and she glare me but silently laid down on the other side of bed, within five minutes she was gulped by slumber and I looked towards her.

Sometimes she does not talk but her eyes! And whenever her eyes talk to me I feels guilty because she holds a hope in her light brown orbs. Placing the empty mug on night stand I laid down maintaining some distance between us, but after a long time I was pretty close to her. She snuggle in deep sleep and her messy hair fell down on her face, she was looking like a witch with that hair covered face so I slowly tucked her hair behind her ear and she suddenly grabbed my hand, before I could ful back my hand she hugged my arm while mumbling something, I don't know what!? But the way of holding hands was making me remember about time when I was just showing off in front of our mother's that I'm a good husband, I hate her presence near me but I really started enjoying walking in Park with her. I literally use to play with her, sometimes I use to caresses her hand with my finger tips to gain that nervous smile and many times I roll my thumb around her thumb to gain that shy smile which she try to suppress while looking down... How crazy she was.. She was thinking that I was falling for her but actually I was playing with her.

I free my hand from her grip and turned my side after placing pillows between us, my back was facing her. But I was feeling calm because of the rosy fragrance coming from her frame or maybe from her pillows.. That's so soothing

'I love this feeling' I admit about that calmness

'But I hate Sara.. I hate her more than anyone else.' I confessed the strongest feeling of mine before closing my eyes to sleep!

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Char hi to din hai zindagi ke, ye bhi khuch yu hi guzar jayenge,

Ruth kar bethe hain is aas me, ki shayad wo Hume manane ayenge..

_Naaz Jamal

(27.o4.2o21)

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After a long time I am ending the chapter with a couplet...

Maybe this is the effect of Shifa's story. Whenever I write that story I become shayar (don't know why? 🤔😅)

Now come back to this story..

How is this part?

I have a question for all of you

Does Adnaan really hates Sara?

Yes

Or

No

And secondly its a very late but very long update so it's balance now 🤭🤭🤭

_Naaz Jamal