Part 23
Some Answers to the Doubts and Confusion!!!
Ques: Why is Razia avoiding her mom's phone calls?
Ans: As you all know Razia's had a horrible childhood because of her family circumstances especially because of her Dad's drinking and unreasonable anger. Rukn-ud-din too has a major role to play in the tension in the house which would revealed a little later... when Iqtiaar would come to know the whole truth! Now this brings up the valid question from you all is about why is she ignoring her mother? I must now clear this very important thing about Razia... Her biggest fears and restriction points which are not letting her tell Iqtiaar her past are The fear of losing your loved one resulting in misery and a painful life and The fear of not being trusted... which in turn results in losing the love one.
Now these two things are deeply connected to her childhood past... She has lost a very important person of her life i.e her father... which had completely changed her childhood and her outlook towards life. She has been forced to connect Father with Alcohol and Abuse and domestic violence. And the second fear of not being trusted is deeply rooted in some corner of her heart which comes from her mother... because of Rukn-ud-din... this would be the major thing which would be revealed. A reason for Razia's introverted and suppressed nature. Her relationship with Qutub in the previous updates pre-marriage shows a very strong mother-daughter relationship but it lacks trust terribly which would come out in future flashbacks of Razia.
Razia wants to move forward in her relationship with Iqtiaar after last night's discussion between the couple and therefore she's deliberately trying to keep herself away from facing these two fears. To be honest... if anybody would really try and understand Razia's emotional state would understand how much she's sacrificing and pushing herself to limits to come out of her years of abused state only for seeking love! If you read one flashback... you experience it only once (actually it's not even an experience) but Razia has gone through the same thing again and again.
Its an unbearable pain as a 10 year old girl to see ur mother beaten in front of ur eyes... completely helpless.
Now read the update!!!
Iqtiaar walked down the stairs and saw Razia on the phone while she laid the table with the brunch. He smiled at her thinking she must be on phone with Qutub.
Razia: It's Shazia Aapi! She whispered to him and resumed her phone call with Shazia. Iqtiaar sat on the table starting to have his brunch while checking emails on his i-phone and messaging Ali (A junior of his) to reschedule his lunch meeting for the next day; he was just not in a mood to leave Razia today and tried delaying his office as much as he could. Sure Aapi... I'll let Zaroon know. He'll be coming back home this weekend... Sure..sure you don't worry Aapi, I'll take care of everything... Yes I'll make sure Zaroon himself gives the Gift to Atign Miya!... Okay then... please do take all your medicines on time and give my respects to both Nani jaan and Mumani.
Razia cut the phone and returned to the table smiling and sitting next to Iqtiaar. Iqtiaar: So how is everybody?
Razia: Everybody's doing well! She said nodding her head while serving food in her plate. Nani jaan has sent some gift for Atign Miya with Zaroon? Shazia Aapi asked me to if he has given it to him already.
Iqtiaar: He must have definitely forgotten. Good Aapi told you about it. Just remind Zaroon or else I am sure Shazia Aapi would be really not in a good mood. He said chuckling thinking how particular his sister was about these gifts to Atign.
Razia: I'll do that! Ah... Iqtiaar I was thinking maybe we should invite Atign Miya for dinner sometime? He couldn't make it to Nassir and Fatima's anniversary party too... so maybe we should invite him home? I haven't met him yet... so?
Iqtiaar: I think it's a good idea. He assured her squeezing her hand warmly. Razia smiled in return. More than anything... It's our duty to invite him since he couldn't make it to India for our wedding. Let me think... Atign Miya generally doesn't attend too many social parties, but I guess a dinner with just us and a couple of friends would be fine. Ah! What's your plan for the day?
Razia: Nothing as yet! She said excitingly.
Iqtiaar: So why don't you talk to Fatima once and check what's her and Nassir's plan for the remaining evenings of the week while I'll speak to Atign Miya. Laila is relatively free this week so it won't be any problem for her and I'll speak to JY as well! Cool?
Razia: Oh, Iqtiaar I am so so so very excited! She left her chair and flung her arms around his neck kissing him on the cheek. Iqtiaar stilled for a second to feel the sensation in his body which ran through his veins like an electric current coz of her lips on his cheek. Razia moved her face just two inches away from his cheek to look at his face realizing how close she was to him. But she didn't care about it anymore. She wanted him much more than anything. And after last night's discussion with him she had made up her mind that she would never ever return to her horrid past. He was her life now... his family hers and his friends were her friends. The environment was warm, affectionate, and positive and all that she wanted; then she would at no cost let it ruin because of something which was no longer any of her concern.
Iqtiaar looked into her eyes with her hands still rested over his shoulders. She was bending to level her face with his and there was a strong urge in him to take in her lips and kiss her senselessly. But he knew she was trying hard... pushing herself way too much then she was yet capable of. He had promised himself that he wouldn't make the first move yet he very well knew how to encourage her to do so. Iqtiaar caught hold of her arms and pulled them down. The slight shy smile washed away from Razia's face as she felt confused and embarrassed. Had she done something wrong; again? She looked down at her feet and then turned around to go in the kitchen when she felt him pulling her by the arm and there she landed in his lap with his arms wrapped around her waist holding her tight against him.
Iqtiaar: Where are you going?
Razia: Ah! I thought... ah... Iqtiaar raised an eyebrow at her. Iqtiaar: You thought?
Razia: I thought that... Iqtiaar moved her hair to one side smelling in her soft perfume. Iqtiaar: hmm...?
Razia: Woh... Iqtiaar was calculating his every move making sure not to touch her in any way she might be uncomfortable with. Iqtiaar: Woh Kya Razia? He whispered in her ear. Razia felt tickled and turned her face in the other direction while he nuzzled in her neck.
Razia: Iqtiaar... I think... mmm... she pressed her lips together controlling the moan from escaping as he lightly rolled his tongue over her earlobe. She was breathing heavily by now, and Iqtiaar could feel her heaving against his chest. Surprisingly her body was not at all tensed or rigid. Her palm was lightly caressing his tensed muscles beneath his shirt and she was actually responding to his touch in a relaxed manner. Her body extremely calm and serene... her face flushed and lips slightly shivering as she rolled them in with her eyes closed. Iqtiaar cupped her cheek in his palm and whispered against her cheeks: Thank you!
Razia opened her eyes surprised. Iqtiaar: Thank you for making the first step to return back my Razia! Razia looked at him awed with her lips forming a cute little O'. Iqtiaar held her chin and closed her mouth whispering.
Iqtiaar: Don't do that... it's really difficult for me to hold myself back when you do that! And I am already really very late. He said winking at her. Razia blushed crimson at his comment as a deep tomato colour crept into her cheeks. She got off his lap as Iqtiaar took his jacket and phone and walked towards the main door. He turned around at the door to look at Razia who stood just a step behind him and bent down to kiss the corner of her lips taking her by surprise. Razia's eyes flew wide open.
Iqtiaar: I forgot to have my sweet dish! Maybe we should do such lunch dates more often. He smirked at her leaving for the lift as Razia stood at the door with her lips forming an O and her eyes wide open. The very next moment she remembered Iqtiaar's comment about her open lips and immediately closed them, closing the door behind her.
Fatima chopped the onions in perfect identical rings with a smile playing on her lips, while Laila frowned at her thoroughly confused.
Laila: Okay! So now you better tell me your HONEYMOON PLAN' before my eyes start watering and my eye makeup gets ruined because of it. She said warningly.
Fatima: Do you mind Laila; just five more minutes? Laila: But...
Fatima: Just five minutes. They would be here any... *just then the bell rang; Laila and Fatima looked towards the door* There they are! Fatima and Laila went into the Hall where Nassir and JY were entering the residence confused.
Nassir: What is it honey? Why did you call for us all suddenly; is everything okay? He asked worried and tensed remembering the previous attacks on Fatima.
Laila: Thank god you came, now finally your wife wouldn't mind breaking her silence about her PLAN? Laila dumped herself over the white couch in the living room, her smooth long legs hanging over the hand rest of the sofa as she swung her sandals randomly.
Nassir: Plan? JY: about what?
Laila: Mrs. Fatima Abdullah has lost her mind completely to be planning Donny's... nah.. I mean the great Iqtiaar-ud-din-Mallik's... honeymoon! She said exaggerating the sarcasm in her voice indicating the stupidity and childishness of the idea.
Nassir: hun? He gave an extremely confused look not sure if what he heard was right while JY immediately chuckled not able to control himself. It was the joke of the decade!
Fatima gave both the men a warning look while Laila raised her eyebrows at Fatima with a look of "I told you so". Nassir: What the hell is she saying honey?
JY: Princess, I am sorry but you gotta be really kidding to have said something like this. I must say Nassir's company is really improving your sense of humor! He said winking at her.
Fatima: Shut up Jamal, I am NOT joking!
JY: Oh you are not? Then don't worry okay... we are all here with you... do you want us to call the doctor for you?
Fatima: I said shut up!! She said frustrated. And you heard it right Nassir, I want to plan Donny and Razia's honeymoon! They deserve it... is there something wrong with it?
Nassir: No there isn't anything wrong with it but... but Donny wouldn't agree. He stated the fact.
Fatima: Why wouldn't he? He wants to bring happiness in Razia's life isn't it? Then he would definitely agree for this.
Nassir: It's not just that Honey! Razia is still in danger...
Fatima: So she would be always... that doesn't mean he would keep her home always!!!! We should at least talk to them both about it? She said pleadingly towards the three of them.
Laila: But when?
Just then JY's phone rang. JY: Holy shit! Its Donny... He said looking at the screen. Laila: OMG!!! Has he reached office?
Nassir: Pick up the phone... Ah! Loudspeaker!
JY: Hey Donny!
Iqtiaar: Hi Jamal... busy?
JY: No...not at all? Tell me...
Iqtiaar: It's actually about the dinner I and Razia are hosting at our place this Saturday evening. Razia wanted to meet Atign Miya so we thought of planning it! Are you free that night... Zaroon is planning to join us all back too?
Nassir nodded his head indicating JY to say yes. JY: Yes... yes of course!
Iqtiaar: Cool! We'll see you at 6:00 pm at our place then... Saturday!
JY: Cool! I'll let Laila and Nassir know too...
Iqtiaar: Are they with you? JY: Yes! He said excited... Laila smashed her palm on her forehead. Ah! I mean NO... But you don't worry I'll give them a call!
Iqtiaar: Alright then bye!
JY: take care! He put the phone down...
Nassir: hmmfff! He sighed a relief. Fatima: That's what we needed... Saturday night so it's done! she said jumping excitedly!
Laila: But where are you planning to send them?
Fatima: AFRICA!!!!!
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The remaining week passed by somewhat monotonous for Razia, without anything exciting. Though she was happy that things were changing and for the better. With each passing day she was able to open up to Iqtiaar and had finally found a physical comfort level with him. She didn't feel awkward with his touch any longer in fact loved it to the core. She would everyday wake up in his arms her legs slid in between his and would have breakfast with him. Iqtiaar would daily kiss her a good bye, kissing the corner of her lips and wink at her making her blush. In the evening she would release Maddy to go back home early and dedicatedly cooked dinner for the two of them herself. Iqtiaar usually was back by nine - nine thirty pm and they both would have dinner discussing about their day, actually Iqtiaar's day... she didn't have much to say. But now it was becoming just too non-functional and regular for her. She wanted to work, spend her time more fruitfully. It had been twelve days since she had come to England... and had hardly stepped out of her apartment... especially after that accident which was just a day after she had stepped into this penthouse. It was Saturday... and Iqtiaar would be home, therefore Razia decided to speak to him regarding her wanting to find a job and work.
Iqtiaar was standing in the dressing room next to the closet wearing his green polo T-shirt over a pair of Khakee color pants, while Razia stood in front of the huge full length mirror behind him, wearing her earrings. She wore a grey summer dress with a unique diamond neck piece adorning her neck.
Razia: Iqtiaar I wanted to talk to you regarding something.
Iqtiaar: Hmm... He answered still busy buttoning the last button on the shirt.
Razia: I was wondering... maybe I should start working! She said looking at him in the mirror. Iqtiaar's body stilled for a minute. Her life was still at risk... then... her working? ... He didn't know! But he maintained his calm not reacting.
Iqtiaar: But what n where do you plan to work Razia? He asked still looking in the other direction.
Razia: At some Architecture firm, obviously Iqtiaar?
Iqtiaar (self thought): architecture firm? Of course!!!... She is an Architect! And he never realized or gave it a thought. He knew Chanda is an architect and also that she was Razia's friend since school and then university. So it was obvious that Razia too is a qualified Architect!!!!
He recalled the events in the past twelve days since Razia had come to England with him. She didn't seem that very excited how he had expected her to be on her first time in the UK, she took the car out that day because she obviously already had a driving license... AND... she had a bank account and knew every other possible way around the city! Because she HAD LIVED in the UK before!!!
Iqtiaar turned around to look at Razia who was busy wearing her earrings looking in the mirror. Iqtiaar: You are an architect?
Razia: Hmm, A masters in Architecture from the AA (Architectural Association, London, UK). She answered looking at him blankly.
Iqtiaar: huh! Right...
Razia wore her earrings and turned to Iqtiaar walking towards him helping him with his collar. Razia: So?
Iqtiaar: Hmm? Razia: So can I work?
Iqtiaar (unwillingly): Of course you can... But can you give me time until tonight... I need to sort some things out? He said cupping her face in his palms as she softly placed her hands onto his collar buttons.
Razia smiled and nodded and Iqtiaar kissed her forehead. Iqtiaar: I am going for golf with Nassir... Do you wanna join in?
Razia: Ah! I have plans with Fatima and Laila. They volunteered to help me for dinner preparations tonight.
Iqtiaar: Okay! That sounds nice! He said appreciating. So you girls enjoy yourselves alright! And don't even think twice to give a call if you need me.
Razia: I'll do that... Bye! She said kissing the corner of his lower lip.
***
Razia, Fatima, Laila and Maddy walked around TESCO... picking up groceries while Jean Paul and Fatima's bodyguard, Boris walked behind the women smartly dresses in black jackets.
Laila: Seriously... your husbands are obsessed with both of you all and your security. She said looking back eyeing Jean Paul and Boris from the corner of her eye. Don't you both get suffocated with such kind of possessiveness?
Something about the comment made Razia feel an odd sensation in her stomach. She couldn't deny she loved every bit of Iqtiaar's possessiveness. Fatima on the other hand blushed and smiled warmly at Laila's annoyance with both her colleagues and friends.
Maddy: Laila darling, you know the security is important and needed... and the husbands obviously love their wives much more than to ignore and risk their love into any such danger.
Razia got suspicious hearing what Maddy was saying: Danger? She asked looking at Maddy and then to Fatima.
Fatima understood Razia's suspicion and tried to cover up: Ah, Maddy... but before she could continue Laila covered up and turned the conversation away.
Laila: Oh common Maddy! I know how MADDY ... I mean MADLY (She said exaggerating) they both are in love the two of them. She said tauntingly trying to irritate Maddy.
Maddy: What did you just say? She turned to stare at Laila.
Fatima giggled and whispered to Razia: They both keep having such fights all the time. Actually Laila just loves to mess up and irritate Maddy. You'll get used to it in some time. Razia sighed a relief and smiled.
***
Iqtiaar swung the club hitting the ball off the tee looking straight ahead towards the hole.
Nassir: Did he call again?
Iqtiaar: No not yet, but I am sure he's going to call very soon.
Nassir: How can you be so sure about it?
Iqtiaar: Coz he's running out of time. The hearing date isn't too far now Nassir and I am dead sure he'll want to play more and use this time the most he can. He said hitting the ball again.
Ali: Good shot sir!
Iqtiaar: Ali... what's the progress on the case?
Ali: Zaroon sir visited the site in Manchester, sir. The situation isn't very good.
Nassir let out a sigh. Nassir: We shouldn't be waiting any longer Donny... This man is Dangerous. Atign Miya was right... we are just giving him more and more time by delaying this case. Let's just file all the information we have and finish the goddamn case!
Iqtiaar: You think it's that easy Partner...
Iqtiaar: there is someone within *but he stopped* I need to talk to Atign Miya about this. He turned around to continue with his game.
Nassir didn't say but he was getting worried with Iqtiaar's attitude these days. It felt as if Iqtiaar didn't trust him any longer with something; something very important.
***
Razia got ready for the dinner wearing a navy blue dress leaving her hair open. She stood in front of the dresser with her one leg resting on the stool as she rolled the skin stocking up her smooth long leg. She was busy with her full concentration on her leg when she felt her husband's hands take over hers as he rolled it up her thigh.
Razia stilled immediately as she felt his hands slowly moving up her thigh. But he stopped right where her dress ended, his hand lightly placed just at the starting of her curves. Razia pressed her lips together and turned to dare look into his eyes as he stood glued to her back, his face inches away from hers and his left arm now encircling her waist pressing her tummy... pulling her more into him.
Iqtiaar: You look beautiful Mrs. Mallik! He said kissing her shoulder slowly trailing his kisses up till her neck and the back of her ear.
Razia: Iqtiaar please... *she said closing her eyes feeling his touch* the guests would be home any moment...
Iqtiaar: Doesn't matter... he murmured moving her hair on to one side as he nuzzled dipping his head into her shoulder. Razia held his hand on to her belly firmly entangling his fingers with her own. Razia: Maddy will come... she whispered.
Iqtiaar: The door is locked! He groaned as he turned her around suddenly crushing her soft bosom with his hard chest and dipped his head once again kissing and biting her color bones and her milky white long neck.
Razia: Ah!!! She moaned uncontrollably due to his torture as he had both her hands in his grip behind her back which restricted her to even touch him. She arched into him, her nipples hard against her dress as she moved back a few steps, her back finally hitting the glass wall of their pent house bedroom. She looked out below dizzy at the busy life of London... unable to keep her eyes open for long.
Razia: The curtains are open Iqtiaar... she managed to somehow moan it out. But all she got back was a slight whisper which didn't quite reach her ears and a love bite in the hollow of her neck which made her sunk her teeth on to his shoulder in order to stop herself from screaming out loud. The phone in the bedroom started ringing loudly which made Iqtiaar leave Razia's hands and pick up the phone kept right next to her on the stand. Razia, dizzy... almost collapsed into his arms as she hugged him tight. Iqtiaar held her in his embrace using one hand and picked up the phone using another.
Iqtiaar: Yes Maddy? He answered the call trying to even his breathing.
Maddy: Iqtiaar... everyone has come and is here down waiting for you both. I have served the drinks but Razia wanted to serve the snacks she made herself. Should I start laying the snacks?
Iqtiaar: We'll be downstairs in just two minutes Maddy.
Maddy: Sure!
***
Okay so this was just a start to writing the honeymoon updates. It's going to get hotter and wilder post this. Keep reading!
Next: Iqtiaar and Razia's condition for accepting the honeymoon package gift!
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HE EMPTIED HIS BAR ????!!! LIKE SERIOUSLY ??!!! 
so romantic 
grabbing her by the waist...'i thought ill catch up with some sleep, that is if u dont mind' 
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