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CHAPTER 16
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razia watched the yolk like sun sinking down the sky, draining the color with it. She had been sitting like this since he left her here all alone. She could just not find her mistake. What crime she had committed for which she was being punished for. She wanted answers but he had not yet returned and she was dreading that something bad had happened with him.She prayed a silent prayer that nothing should happen to her husband or else she would become alone again.Even though he married her for revenge but she felt safer with him than her parents. She wanted to believe in him, trust him.Doesnt he trust her enough to share his problems with her.She has the right to know.. She slapped her temple with hand and thought to herself "So foolish of me! I didn't give him a chance to speak. He just walked away. Maybe there is something else to this. Maybe its not what I think it is."
With renewed hope and confidence "The Wife" dressed herself up in order to search for her husband. She just hoped that he retains her trust. Quickly tying a ponytail, razia was about to walk away from the room when she abruptly stopped and moved towards the mirror, glancing at herself. She loosened her hair and let it fall freely down her hips. "mirza likes my hair open" she blushed at her thought and a smile crept up on her face.One last look at the mirror and razia dashed out of the room, quickly settling herself on an auto. She was anxious to meet mirza and she decided to check on the office first. Due to the wind, razia's long hair was constantly falling over her face and for once she thought she would tie it up but later dismissed the thought as she wanted to look her best in front of mirza.
razia frowned at her peculiar behaviour of dressing up according to mirza's taste. "What is up with me? This behavior of mine is very weird and mirza is behind it. Why am I changing myself in according to his taste?How does it matter to me? I just hope LOVE is not behind my sudden change. I cannot love him! I shall not! I will not and I don't! Am I talking to myself? mirza you did this to me!" through the mirror she could see the auto driver grinning and she knew he had heard her speak. Embarrassed, raziaa made a serious face and sternly spoke "Bhaia Hasna band kijiye aur jaldi chaliye!" She rolled her eyes and gave a quick glance to her cell phone hoping for a message from mirza, but to her bad luck her battery charge had drained out!
From a distance razia could see the posh glassy building.As she stopped outside the gate, razia saw mirza's car parked in its place and she heaved a sigh of relief that at least he is safe.She took out the money from her purse and handed it over to the driver who was still grinning at her, but she chose to ignore him because at that point of time it was necessary to speak to mirza. The elevator was full of people.ID cards dangling on their shirts. A man studied her from top to bottom, making her feel uncomfortable "Sorry Miss may I know who you are?"He demanded an answer from her. A liitle taken aback with his tone razia politely spoke "Well, Im razia.Better known as mrs. razia altunia mirza.Mr.Mohammad's personal secretary and his wife." razia prided herself for being his wife and a few days ago if someone addressed herself as Mrs.altunia, it would leave a bitter taste in her mouth.Yet today things have changed so much. This razia is different from that one. The man said in apologetic tone "Im so sorry Madam. I didn't know you were the one, if I had known then I wouldn't have had spoken to you in this tone. I hope you wont tell this to Sir." razia had the sudden urge of laughing at the man's foolishness. Were they that frightened of him?
OH Jallad! She thought to herself. The lift started to empty at each stopping floor and on the 17th floor razia was all alone in there. Just as the lift door opened, she dismounted it and went up to the reception. There sitted a woman, about in her late thirties, busy on the phone. Just as she saw razia she kept the call on hold and spoke politely yet urgent "Good evening.Yes razia Ma'm may I help you?" razia spoke with hesitation "Is mirza here?" The receptionist nodded and gave a weak smile. "He has company." By hearing her tone razia had a very bad feeling and terror took over her. razia asked her meekly "Who is it?" The receptionist knitted her fingers together and placed it over her desk. "Just a friend." razia raised a brow at her and spoke "I have something important to discuss with him and please do not inform him that I'm here. I would like to take him by surprise." razia then pressed a fake smile as she walk passed the desk and then she heard the receptionist tell her "Ma'm he is in the conference room. Take a right from here." razia murmured "Thank you." As she moved closer to the room, she felt as if each of her step was becoming heavier than the other. Her palms were sweaty and when she touched her forehead it was drenched with sweat. Just as she reached the door she leaned forward in order what they were conversing about, but to her bad luck the room is soundproof. She carefully opened the door slightly and tilted her head forward to see what was going on. Her heart was stopping her from spying but her mind led her on. mirza and HIS friend's back was towards razia and the sight she saw there shocked her to the core. The girl's face was slightly visible and her arms were wrapped around mirza tightly and she was on with a mantra "I love you mirza." His arms were at the side, not touching but not even stopping her. No, she wasn't the same girl from the picture but a whole different person.
razia's world seemed to crash upon her, its sharp edged pieces piercing through her, stinging her. She could see no more. Hastily, she moved away from the room and a pool of tears was already emerging from her eyes. The receptionist saw her and she instantly knew what might had happened inside. "Ting." The elevator doors opened and razia found herself all alone there. As soon as she left the premise,razia broke down as she could no longer hold herself. This treachery has shaken her up! He is a womanizer!He had pretended all this time. The love, the care she saw in his eyes were all pretentious He just wanted her to warm his bed which he had accomplished already. And when his work here is done, he started revealing his true identity. THE REAL ALTUNIA MIRZA! "How could I even think that he is in love with me! So foolish of me! Its my fault. I should ve maintained a gap between us. YA KHUDA!"She sat on the bench near the bus stop as her head was started feeling heavy. "I have to leave. Leave all of this. Yes." She wiped the trails of tears from her face and started for MIRZA's house from where she started a new life with renewed hope.
razia stuffed in her clothes in her one and only suitcase as she didn't want to take anything which was purchased by mirza.Tears were constantly falling from her eyes. Picking up the suitcase, she contently watched the room for one last time and moved out of the house.
"milke bhi human mile tumse na jane kyu
milo ke hai faasle tumse na jaane kyu...
kaise bataye kyu tujko chahe yara bata na paye.
Bate dilo ki dekho jo baaki ake mujhe samjhaye
Tu jane na aaa.. Tu jane na aaa.."
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