Chapter 2

"Salute of a hundred cannons on such Muslims" came out of the class with hijab boxes, then his eyes fell on the girl talking on the phone in front of him, who was wearing a short shirt with jeans and had a hijab on her head.

"Hijab keep quiet so that she doesn't hear" Jawaria walking with Hijab said while grinding her teeth. Hijab's voice was so loud that the girl could hear it comfortably.

"If that girl heard, how bad would she feel?? "

"I wish she would listen, maybe she would come to her senses, but she is busy talking to her lover," Hijab said innocently.

"Shut up, Hijab, get out of here, then continue giving your lecture, rather go and announce on the mic," Jawaria said in a sharp tone, because the girl was still standing next to her, talking on the phone. Hijab walked ahead showing her eyes, Joyria also came to the garden area walking with her.

What is your problem with Hijab? They do what they want, who are you to judge someone?? There is so much problem with them?? I don't know what you would think, I don't even wear a dupatta on my head." They both came to the garden near the university. As soon as Jawaria sat down in hijab, her face turned red with anger and said to her, hijab, go so fast. Joyria started panting while supporting him.

"No, you are better than the one who does not pretend to be pious, she is half English and half Muslim. In order to attract men towards her, she will pretend to be parsimonious by wearing a hijab, or she will become the center of attention by wearing jeans. Hijab also answered him in the same tone.

"Hijab, they don't pretend to be parsimonious. Some would make themselves comfortable in hijab, some in niqab, otherwise, even here with abaya, girls wear more hijab than niqab, pray and talk to boys, then do they also pretend to be pious?" ?? "

"Talking to boys is not a sin, just don't address them in a soft tone and stay behind, otherwise, don't female teachers talk to boys?" "Where was she going to admit her mistake?" replied Tarakh

"What about those who go on bikes with university friends in niqab and how do you know that girl was talking to her lover?? Jawaria's brow furrowed after hearing his words

"Looking at that girl, it seemed that she must be talking to her lover, that's what such girls do.

And you are the only one who gets such veiled women, I have not seen anyone like that till date." Jawaria felt sorry for her thought at that time she was feeling guilty for backbiting herself.

"Hijab, which keeps issuing fatwas on all of you, isn't it blasphemy? Jawaria said tiredly, arguing with him is really futile.

"When a person doesn't have an answer, that's how the question changes. Nine-turn arguments. Now make a presentation. Take out the laptop." Hijab took his bag and took out the laptop.

"Abraz." express"

"Wisdom." wisdom"

The sounds of his name were echoing everywhere on Sansan Road, there was a noise of his name in the air.

Both Abraz and Danish had started the bike. As soon as one of his teammates (referee) blew the whistle, both of them will move the bike forward. Both were dressed in black jackets and their heads were covered with helmets. The bike was moving towards its destination, ripping the wind, both of them were moving fast together. At once, Abraz increased the speed and Danesh was also going to stay behind, he reached his level in a few minutes. Both of their bikes were going to reach a specific point quickly. It was the last time. Both were a few steps away from the bus point. All the boys and girls were watching them with bated breath. The noise of Abraz's victory echoed in the air, all the youngsters were shouting his name.

"Brilliant." Mehek, who was standing with the crowd, came and hugged him.

"Stop it, why am I so clingy, those girls who come and swing themselves in their arms are like poison" Abraaz said to Kooft, then all his friends came and met him while Abraaz opened his mouth with anger for this respect. She stood leaning against the car.

"Amazing bro." Abraz praised Danesh

"If you win, you "Danesh said with a soft smile.

"But I am not happy, it will be the day when I win a big game of life" said Abraz taking off his jacket

"You can be happy even if you lose, friend. The games of life are strange, when the dice are turned, there is no news. He played this race at the suggestion of Mahek, he was not really interested. But the game. A man cannot even think of playing a game, even at that time, with the words of wisdom, Araj felt that his fate is also going to play a game with him.

"Baby, you know I don't know how to convince, nor will I convince. Anger is futile. Come in" Braz Danesh and all the people came and sat in the car after about 15 minutes.

"I have to go to the Defense Central Library," Mehek, who was sitting with her mouth open, said in a loud voice that sounded angry.

"Since when did this passion for reading wake up?" Abraz touched his ear with his finger. He had a strong hatred for screaming women.

"Since you started doing Agnor" Mehek wrapped the front few braids with his fingers in a casual manner.

"Now leave your anger, otherwise take a rickshaw and go home. There is money" said Abraaz before starting the car and smiled artificially. He really didn't have the money. Abraz started the car with a heart-warming smile.

After making the hijab presentation, Jawaria came to the Defense Central Library, which was very close to her university, to do the book issue.

"Abrazjust two minutes bus tickets have been found" A girl's voice echoed in the ears of the hijab, but she was shocked to hear a male voice.

"Under the Nine Bends"

Hijab looked back and saw that he was the same person. Why would this person come in front of her again and again? She could not run away from him even if she wanted to. He was typing a message on the phone, he didn't see Hijab, Hijab wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to go out, but how did she forget her luck.

" OMG FINALLY!!!! Hijab, look, I got it, where did I not find this book, where did I order the wrong book? After hearing the hijab from Jawaria's mouth, that person turned towards him. Where before there was disgust on the face, now, seeing the hijab, a glow appeared, a charming smile appeared on the lips.

Hijab just looked at her, his heart trembled after seeing that smile, it means she has come into his sight, she quickly moved towards the counter, she lowered her eyes and avoided looking at him, she moved forward, but that person stood in her way. .

"You take care of yourself so much and yet you fell, what is the use of such protection when you know the art of subduing the eyes of the opponent" with the words, the eyes were such that Hijab felt a thrill in his spine, he was looking at her. Those beautiful eyes full ofA smile touched the lips of this person as if he was enjoying his condition, the hijab was about to cry. He was not even shaken by it now, I wish Jawaria would drag him and take him away from here. Under the influence of fear, his eyes filled with tears, but the opponent did not show mercy. He picked up the fallen book and took his cold hand in his hands and placed the book in the hands of Hijab.

"Hijab. Oh, brother, you. "

Jawaria was shocked to see both of them together, Hijab, which was a stone statue, heard Jawaria's voice and threw the looted book there, she rushed outside.

"What happened to him?? Joyria also followed him quickly.

Hijab came out and sat on the bench, took out a bottle of water from her handbag and started washing her hands.

Hijab, what are you doing? Jawaria was shocked to see his action, even the niqab of the hijab had become wet due to crying.

"Javiria, you saw that. That vile person, that dirty unclean person, he touched me!!!! He also defiled me. his.. How did he have the courage to touch me?" Jawaria was looking at him in amazement, then someone else saw her spectacle. Jawaria took her hand and quickly came home in an auto.

"What happened to you, are you mad?? What kind of crazy actions were you doing there and leave your hand behind the hijab. Jawaria angrily grabbed his hand, which she had reddened by rubbing it repeatedly.

As soon as she came home, she had washed her hands ten to fifteen times and rubbed them badly. Juria kept watching her every action silently, but now she did not have the courage to bear it anymore.

"Yes, I have gone crazy. He.... He deliberately made this move so that I would be restless. "Shouting, she became silent for a moment and then started crying.

"You don't know how much I have taken care of myself. This world does not allow to live. Innocent girl Joyria, this world has scratched her. C. WhenC. When all that happened to Rania, everyone said that it must be her fault too. After all, she used to wander around the neighborhood all day long. . Innocent girl wandering?? Saying that, she burst into tears. Javeria hugs him

"Hijab." I'm sorry dude. Do you know if you touched by mistake? "Hijab didn't say anything. She moved away from him and lay down on the bed and covered herself with a sheet. It was a clear sign that she wanted solitude. Jawaria also turned off the lights and left quietly.

"Abraz, this is my house. We have to go to the club. Today, we have organized a party to celebrate your victory." " Mehek ran after him while issuing a book from the library, who left him and sat in his car. Seeing him in anger, Mehek had given up her intention to ask anything and quietly came and sat in the car.

"The winner is the one who can achieve the lost." I have no interest in celebrating such a futile victory. He held the steering wheel of the car and spoke sternly.

What are you proud of? I can't stand a psycho like you any more, so any girl would prefer death to being with you. Goodbye forever. Hit the steering wheel.

"Hijab effect. What are you?" Why do I think of you so much?? Why do your words bite me like a poisonous snake? He continued to solve this puzzle for some time, then drove the car home with his wife.

What is wrong with it? The name is one, the status is beautiful, and what else is needed?? "Fabiha showed a picture of a girl to B's mother, seeing which B's mother made a bad face.

"Nothing, just a biography is needed, which is not in it. She is not the one who told her father to put money in the account, otherwise she will not come home at night. If she becomes my Razi's wife, he will search for her in the whole country. She has no morals and no sense of humor. Just put on makeup and become Madhu Bala. Will come. B-Ama slapped the regular picture on the table. Fabiha could barely contain her anger when Hayat Sahib was busy on his phone, anyway, it was the routine of his day which he was used to.

Hey Razi, where are you? Mehwish, who was busy texting, saw Razi coming in and shouted from there.

"Look at this, the child has come home tired and exhausted. Instead of giving water, she sat down to say hello. Is it not obligatory for you to go up and drink water, brother? Look at us, who come in front of brother even without a dupatta." Dadu said. He received a slap on the shoulder and Mehwish rolled his eyes and gestured to his mother.

Oh Allah, if we turn the pupils of our eyes like that, mothers will scratch their eyes from there, and today's mothers do not work, they just look at themselves in the mirror and look at themselves. Dadi saw Mehwish's action and said, putting her hand on her heart, Abraaz heard their nook from there and came and sat next to Amma.

"If you scratch the eyes of the mother, how can the children see? Give me your eyes immediately, I will show you such a poor child." Fabiha was at the last limit of her endurance and immediately snapped and said. Mother immediately put the glasses on her eyes as if she was going to scratch their eyes right now. .

"Bas Zaban Lai Ho Meke se" Bea Amma taunted in a loud voice.

"I'm going, you scratch each other's hair with passion. "

Abraz was about to get up when Dadu grabbed his hand.

"So they are not fighting silently. Dadu showed him his eyes

"Razi, see how I have liked the girl for you. "

Fabiha passed the picture to him, before he caught it, Dadu took the picture in his fist and threw it away.

"Leave it." don't look He is not wearing clothes, you will find sin, then listen to me. I have found for you a girl more beautiful than the moon, even the moon has a stain but she is spotless, moral, good character, pure and the most important thing is that the tongue will not bring you along. You must have seen that she is Mehwish's friend. Hijab As the name is pure, so is the self pure. "Abraz's ears stood up when he heard the name of Hijab. He himself did not know why he was sitting day and night making that girl the center of his thoughts. He neither loved nor hated the hijab, it was just stubbornness that he wanted to fulfill.

"Bol me take relationship" Dadu looked at Abraz with hopeful eyes who smiled slowly

"Grandma, until today, you have been avoiding me?" Mehwish's heart was happy after hearing the hijab, while hearing his brother's confession, his heart leaped with joy when Hayat Sahib and Fabiha saw each other in the world of powerlessness.

"The brain is fine, will you marry this veiled woman?" Fabiha almost screamed after listening to Abraaz.

"I will marry him in wax." I want a wife, not a showpiece to show off. Barely restraining his anger, he spoke in a normal manner, but the words were sharp, which Fabiha perceived as sarcasm.

" keep silent.. I don't tolerate it in my circle

Sakti" she was not willing to accept in any way.

"Oh mom. Where do you tolerate us in your life? When I was not worried before, why now??? I will marry him. Otherwise, I will kill the person who will marry her. "Abraz's last words hit every person sitting there like a bomb. He had already announced his decision, while Dadu also sat there and made a decision which had to be carried out today.

"Sweetheart and Evil Bay!" "Just a few minutes."

Rubbing her hair with a towel, she stood in front of him, who was sleeping with Parnia, and was scolding Ihtsham, who had no intention of sleeping.

"Miss you two baby I'm yours tonight"

He was looking at her carefully and saying that she was left drinking blood on what she said last night. Her husband wanted to do something on her face but even today that face was unaffected.

"Get up and take out your clothes." As soon as he kept the phone, he turned towards her, she got up and started removing her clothes. But why was her heart crying today, it never happened till today, it didn't matter to her, she herself wanted this, that he should not come close to her, even if she should go to someone else, but not be around him.

"Dead I want a sports bike." Ehtsham came and hugged his father who was kissing Parnia's forehead.

"Ok, your bike will be in front of you when you return home tomorrow

Will be.. "

"True dead I love you. Ehtesham happily hugged his father. Again and again he looked at his wife and returned disappointed. Now he started showing Ehtsham some pictures of bikes on his mobile phone, then called him and placed an order which will be delivered to Ehtsham's School of Timing tomorrow.

Are you making Haleem or pressing a shirt?? "

He tried to keep his tone normal in front of the children.

"The shirt burned."

Today, for the first time, he did something like this. The shirt was burned by John Buch. She herself does not know why??

He who had been watching her for a long time got up with a shock and took her by the hand and pulled her to the terrace which pushed the glass wall in their room. Ehtesham started playing games on his phone, but was unaware of his actions because the room was on the last floor and the terrace was very high. Her husband took her by one arm and pushed her downwards, she was not afraid even after seeing the height of the terrace. She could clearly see the scene of death after falling from such a height that hardly anyone could catch their breath. Today, even death or her husband's flaming eyes could not make his wife afraid. There was no fear, he was afraid of himself today. Yes, it was fear because of which he is restless, for which he professed intense hatred, and today his heart is beating for him. He was afraid that his own heart was deceiving him with this noise of the heart.

" What do you want?? Tell me to throw you from here?? I and my children do not need you, so how long will you stay alive and spread tears throughout the day?? Has injustice happened to you? Are you not bored with this life?? So that's the easy solution, we don't need you either. Go to hell.

Even her husband's serious eyes and fiery tone could not frighten her. With the other hand, she held her husband's arm and lifted the bulk from his chest.

"I don't know what is happening to me. I don't know myself. I just want to sleep, sleep a lot and never wake up. "

She had no idea what that cruel girl had said, while her husband shuddered after hearing the last words.

"Who are you, the one who decided to live and die, if you take the name of death, then I will cut your tongue?"

" Whats wrong?? Why are you so upset? After a few moments, when the intensity of crying decreased, her husband held her chin and raised her face.

"I don't know" the voice was hoarse.

"Did someone say something?? This time he held her face with both hands out of love

"No" she started shaking her head in the negative

"Then?? "The loving tone once again she lost to her own hatred. It was not him who would be relieved to see her cry. It was someone else.

"My heart is hurting" The flood of tears was washed away by her husband's hands. The heartache worsened

" Why?? Her husband saw his reflection clearly in those eyes today

" Do not know.. She looked away and her husband's hands that were holding her face shook her. How long will she remain ignorant of her husband's love?

"Do you know?? Look into my eyes and answer, "Where was he going to lose to him?" He put one hand around his waist while holding his chin with the other hand and raised his head. It was for his wife. Once again he remembered that letter. He clutched his shirt in both hands. He laid his head on it and cried

"This means that no one is satisfied with me. nobody... "

"Who is not?" He started patting her back gently. In his heart he was very happy today, he was convinced that hard work is not in vain.

"Allah" her husband's moving hands stopped. He stared at the sky for a few moments as if he was rewinding the entire scene in his mind, then holding him by both shoulders, he asked the next question in a frantic manner.

" And.. She remained silent

"Please tell me?" Don't be silent today, your silence will kill me"

"Husband" the words came out of her throat with a hoarse voice that promised life to her husband

Do you believe her husband?? What was happiness and uncertainty in her husband's eyes?

"Yes" He leaned down and kissed her flawless forehead. Today, this touch was giving him comfort, neither disgust nor hatred, but a loving touch made his eyes wet, that's what made him uneasy. Today she lost this love from her husband, from the heart where he lives. He took her hand and brought her to the room.

"Sit down" after telling him to sit down, he laid down with his head on his lap. With wet eyes, she was looking at his bright face, which she always found scary. Today, that face seemed more beautiful and bright than herself.

"Press my head" issued the next command but she was seen for a moment.

"I am telling you. Where are you?" He, who was lying with his eyes closed, did not see him move, opened his eyes and said in a slightly harsh tone. She started pressing her head with trembling hands. Before today, her husband had not made any such wishes, even if he had said, it was just to tease him, but today where she had changed, her husband had also seen the changes in her. took the initiative.

"Just leave and come here and lie with me" It was not even five minutes that her husband gave the next command. He slowly removed his head from his lap and put it on the pillow. Hesitantly she leaned on the bed to do the second thing, her intention was to sleep on the side of the children who were sleeping on the other side of the bed.

"Keep your head here. Extending his arm, he was inviting him to sleep next to him.

"What are you thinking about so much? Please come here and wake up. Then you will know." He threatened him in a fearful tone and forced him to come near. She came to him with some hesitation and closed her eyes and rested her head on his outstretched arm.

" look at me... "

" Please... She took her husband's side and hid her face in his chest. She didn't have the courage to open her eyes. She who always thought herself better than him, today she didn't even look like a finger to this dignified person. I took it.

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