NEK DIL ZAALIM
PART 9
Fatima: Mallik sahab se nahi... Aapke Mirza se!
A tear rolled down Razia's pink cheeks.
Flashback:
Nassir wasn't able to bear it all. His baby sister was in love with someone whom he didn't even know, that budhha Yaldoz had stooped so low as to have the audacity to ask for razia's hand and HE couldn't think of anything so as to get Razia out of this problem.
Nassir: Karen toh kya Karen hum? Abbu ko agar kahenge ki humme Razia ka Sultan Yaldoz se rishta qabool nahi hai toh woh humse kaaran maangege! Aur kya jawab denge hum... jisse hum khud nahi jaante usse Razia ka nikaah karwane ka sujhaaw kaise de sakte hain? Par Fatima ne bataaya tha ki woh wahi hai jissne dili ki subedaari jeeti thi. Shayad is jaankari se hum unke bare mein aur pata lagwa sakte hain. He sighed determined and slightly relived.
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Nassir stood in the court room of Sultan Altamush with his hand crossed behind.
Nassir: Aur issiliye shehzaadi Razia ka Nikaah sultan Yaldoz se humein manzoor nahi hai Abbu.
Altamush: Aapka kehna sahi hai Nassir, par hum uss jabaaz ladake ke bare mein kucch bhi nahi jaante. Sultan Yaldoz ko mana kar bhi de, phir bhi, Razia ka nikaah hum yunhi kissi se teh nahi kar sakte.
Nassir: Hum samajhte hain Abbu. Par humare liye humaari behen se badhkar iss mukamal jahan mein aur kucch zaroori nahi hai. Hum aapse wada karte hain ki aaj raat humaari taaj poshi ke jashn mein hum uss jaabaz ko aapke saam nne pesh karenge!
And with this Nassir turned to his toes and walked out of the court room.
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Nassir sent all of his best spies in search of the man who won the prize to be the Subedaar of Delhi and who called himself Mirza; Unknown to the fact that this Man was currently not only in his palace but his very own khwaab gah trying on the prince's outfits. Nassir strangely didn't feel any jealousy towards this man even though it was actually this other guy who could anytime claim his throne before Nassir could have been announced the crown prince and the subedaar of Delhi.
He walked back into his bedroom to suddenly hear some strange noise. As if someone effortlessly was moving around his room. Cautious, Nassir took out his sword and saw a tall, well built man standing in front of the mirror trying on his clothes. He couldn't believe the sheer audacity this man had to not only enter the bedroom of the crown prince of the sultanate but also try on his clothes???
Nassir: Khabardar!!!The mighty sword of Prince Nassir-ud-din poked into the intruder's neck causing an ooze of blood to flow out. But before Nassir could fathom anything else, the intruder with his wit diverted his attention and kicked the sword out of Nassir's hand and used the time to catch hold of another sword for him. They got into an intense fight, Nassir escaping his attacks by mere inches. But he was quick enough to realize that the style of fighting was remarkably similar to Razia's fighting skills. And with that very moment there swords clashed making a shrill sound.
Nassir: Kya aap hi Mirza hain? He questioned before Altunia could react any further.
Altunia: Ji! He answered surprised.
Nassir: Aayiye humaare saath aapse kucch zaroori baat karni hai.
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// Flashback ends
Fatima: Shehzaade Nassir ne Mirza se akele mein kya baat ki thi yeh toh hum nahi jaante lekin hummein intna zaroor pata hai ki Nassir Miya ko Mirza pasand bohot aaye the.
Razia lowered her glare not looking up. Mallik sahab kahan hai?
Fatima: Nassir ko talvar baazi karna sikha rahe hain.
Razia without wasting a second more turn over her heels, to walk towards the grand courtyard in the center of the palace. She heard soft clashes of immature sword movements as she approached the courtyard. Looking down into the courtyard from the corridor she saw a little four year old prince attacking with all his might at the figure which looked gigantic in front of him. She smiled genuinely looking at her little nephew but her breadth got caught away as her eyes fell on the Subedaar of Bhatinda. The sight in front of her made her legs freeze at their position.
Altunia wore white pathani pants as he used to while practicing sword fighting with his upper torso bare bodied. His toned body dipped in sweat moved around in swift regular motion coordinated with his shallow breathing. Razia grew her hold on the Itra bottle in her right hand tighter and fisted her left in the curtains. Her throat went dry all of a sudden and she had absolutely no idea how to take her eyes off him. She moved a bit behind the pillar to hide herself from him with her head peeking out to look at him.
As she moved two steps back, the sound made by her anklets caught Altunia's attention and within a split second he turned his face in her direction which made her jump out of fear of being caught and the glass bottle in her hand dropped on to the ground making a shattering noise. His eyes which were soft and loving towards Nassir a minute ago were now red out of anger, his lips pressed together as if he had his teeth gritted and his jaw was as firm as rock. She couldn't look into his eyes anymore as they looked deep into her and the way he looked at her each time just made her feel too uncomfortable. Just then her attention was caught by her little bundle of joy as Nassir came running towards her screaming: Phhupho Jaan!! And flung his tiny arms around her waist.
Nassir: Dekhiye na aaj humne phirse Baba Jaan ko talvar baazi mein hara diya... He told her with extreme excitement about his great achievement.
Razia: Baba Jaan??? She asked confused stealing a side glance at Altunia.
Nassir: Haan woh rahe... he said pointing at Altunia while Razia looked slightly annoyed.
Razia: Lekin woh aapke baba jaan nahi hain Nassir... Aapke Abu ka naam Nassir-ud-din hai, jinke naam par aapke dada jaan ne aapka naam rakha. Aapko kissi ki baton mein aane ki zaroorat nahi hai. She said the last few words little firmly making Altunia press his lips together even more as he glanced at her intensely.
Nassir: Hum Jaantein hai Phuppo. Hummein Ammi ne sab baatya hai. Baba Jaan humaare abu nahi humare Phupha Jaan hain... aapke hone wale shauhar.
Razia looked at the little boy rather surprised and shocked at "hone wale shauhar"... how could he talk all of this so confidently?
Nassir continued: Lekin hummein Ammi ne bataya ki aap humaare Abba huzzur se bohot mohabbat karti thi. Aur Baba Jaan ne unse aur Badi Nani Shamshad begum se yeh wada kiya tha ki aap dono hummein apne bete ki tarah hi rakhenge. Isiliye hum unhe Baba Jaan bulate hain aur hum ab se aapko bhi Chhoti Ammi bulayenge. He said smiling and with such ease and purity that Razia doubted if he actually understood the depth of what he was saying.
She swallowed the lump in her throat and said lightly holding his hands in hers: Accha toh aaj aapne Baba Jaan ko hara diya?
Nassir: Haan! Aap jo aa gayi. Baba jaan jab bhi aapke baare mein paigam sunte hain toh sab kuchh bhool kar haar jaate hain. Aur aaj toh aap khud hi aa gayin, toh unka haarna toh pakka tha!!! He exclaimed giggling.
Altunia: Nassir! Came the firm command which was enough to make him stop laughing.
Nassir: Hum abhi aate hain! Exclaimed the naughty little prince and ran away not before giving Razia a little peck on her cheeks.
Razia: Arrey Nassir??? She immediately turned around and was about to run away as well when a hoarse manly voice stopped her in her tracks.
Altunia: Razia! Just her name in his deep commanding voice was enough for her to stop. Her lips were trembling and hands were shivering. She held both her hands together and turned around looking at the ground unable to even dare and look at him. As she moved her sight a little away on the ground she could see two firm feet approaching her. It wasn't a few seconds later that she could see those feet right in front of hers. Razia could feel him standing just inches away from her. The strong smell of his seducing itra was making her senses go wild. She just wanted to run away from him, like right now.
Altunia's sight fell on her fingers fidgeting with her dupatta and then on the shattered piece of glass bottle near the staircase reaching up the corridor. He looked at her flushed face and realized his affect on her. He started to move towards Razia with his sweaty bare body, his abs and six pack toned muscles, making her move back. No matter how much Razia tried to look down her sight fell right on his shining sweaty skin.
Altunia: aap ka dhyaan humesha humse door jaane mein kyun hota hai ?
Razia: Kyu...Kyunki aapka dhy...dhyaan humesha paas aane ka hota hai. She managed to answer back as her back hit the wall behind her.
The moment she hit the wall Altunia trapped her between both his arms kept on either side of her head on the wall. He leaned in to her, his lips just some millimeters away from hers. Razia closed her eyes feeling dizzy because of his proximity.
Altunia: Humne aaj subah aapse kucch nahi kaha kyunki hum jaante the ki kahin na khain galti humaari thi. He whispered in his most husky voice. Razia opened her eyes hearing him say that. But the moment she opened them she saw his face right in front of hers. And she dared not move her face even the slightest because she knew that if she did her lips would definitely touch his.
Altunia: Lekin dobara aisa doharane ki zurrat bhi mat kijiyega aap! He threatened. Razia frowned a bit confused about what had she done?
Altunia: I was still talking to you. Then how the hell could you just move away on me?
Razia recalled the morning incident and realized why he was so angry ever since. She gained all her self confidence and strength and answered back: You have no right to question me. In fact how dare you behave like that with me? What the hell were you doing huh? Checking me out, were you? She shouted at him.
Altunia: EXACTLY!! That's what I was doing, just like how you were too busy checking ME out minutes back. He threw back the truth on her face. And just because I am a man and you a woman doesn't make me cheap' and you a lady satisfying her need sleeping around with some slave. She looked at him with her eyes wide open and her lips forming a cute little 'O'.
Altunia: Don't do that Sultan-e-hind or else I might just take you here itself with you screaming my name under me which is exactly what you have been fantasying about ever since you stepped into this room. He told her shamelessly, his eyes not leaving hers even for a second. (Sorry for the english dialogues but i had no idea how to write these in urdu😳)
Razia: BAS!!! Razia couldn't believe he just said that. She pushed him away and tried to walk away only to be pulled back in his arms. He gripped her right hand behind her back and twisted it roughly causing her pain and held her left hand firmly and placed it on his abs. Razia jolted with the touch and closed her eyes not able to fathom what was going on. She was breathing hard and Altunia could hear her heart thudding. He guided her hand upward simultaneously dipping his head in her hair. Soon Razia's hand found its way up feeling each and every curve and bend. She swallowed in feeling only him around her. The sweat was adding to the muscular feel as she felt each and every muscle under her palm which was freely moving over the forbidden. Her hand moved all the way up to his shoulder, Altunia was way too lost in her touch to say or respond in any manner. He had completely surrendered himself to her. There was so much of lust and passion in the way they both felt each other's skin it was impossible for any of them to take a step back now. Razia's hand reached up to his firm and rough jaw line as she caressed his lips under her thumb. Altunia moved closer to feel the touch more and then an urgency to feel her lips overtook his senses. Razia moaned in pleasure as Altunia's lips took her in an explosive kiss that sent shiver run down her spine as she shrugged out of reaction. His searching tongue thrust open her lips invading her mouth and at his mercy. His actions were so erotically charged that she could feel her breasts aching for his touch and nipples tight and hard against her blouse. Her knees felt like jelly and if it was not his strong muscular arms supporting her, she would have surely fainted by now. She pressed herself closer to him, wanting his touch and wanting him, her need for him was something she couldn't explain. She was never this type of person exploding with desire just for anyone or rather still wasn't. She had never let go her emotions but something about today made her feel things she had never felt before. She felt it inside and out, the thrumming pulse of need that craved assuagement from him and him only. Altunia's mouth left hers only to kiss along her neck going down tasting the smoothness of her collarbone before going even lower. He pulled her dupatta aside, his lips burning to feel her bare body under them as he pushed aside the sleeves and opened the dori. Razia moaned in pleasure. But she screamed out of pleasure and came out in her senses as his mouth closed over the softness of one of her breasts. She pushed him away with all her strength and cried out of pain and shame. She covered herself with her dupatta which was lying on the floor and ran out of the courtyard with guilt in her eyes.
Next: Razia confronts Altunia about Moiz-ud-din's intentions!
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