Hi guys, so I decided to write my own sequel to Diyar-E-Dil up only because the series needs a sequel. I might even find a way to send it to Farhat Ishtiaq requesting her for a sequel for it.
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Chapter One: An Unexpected Call
Farah felt as if she would die from embarrassment with how Wali and Aghajaan were looking at her. "Acha bas karein na, chalein Mama aur Chachi ko dekhte hain."
Wali and Aghajaan both laughed but in agreement, Wali wheeling Aghajaan out of there with Farah following closely behind. They were only barely out in the open when Gulkhan came up to them with the landline phone.
"Farah bibi aap ke liye phone hai," Gulkhan said handing the phone to her. Farah frowned a little, thinking who it could be and a little nervous at who it could be. Ruhi was here with her in the haveli and they had no contact with any of their other relatives. Wali seemed to able to sense the anxiety from look on her face because he reached out one hand, intertwining their fingers. Just that simple action seemed to give Farah the strength she needed and she took the phone from Gulkhan.
"Hello?" Farah said into the phone.
"Kya samajti ho tum khud ko? Baut haseena ho?" Moeez's voice came from the other end causing Farah to pale a little, subconsciously squeezing Wali's hand tighter.
"Moeez, tumne mujhe kyun phone kiya hai?" Farah's voice shook a little and Aghajaan was about to say something but Wali squeezed his shoulder with one hand while keeping a hold of Farah's hand, although the happiness from his face had drained out and it was all he could do not to snatch the phone away,
"Apni statement mere khilaaf wapis lo," Moeez said, almost growling. "Emraan bhai meri zamanat toh karwahi dein ge aur jab woh karwadein ge toh aghar tumne apni statement wapis nahi li toh main phuppo ko awwa karwadoon ga."
"Habar daar jo tumne Mama ko chua bhi," Farah said, tears falling down her cheeks but quickly wiped them away. Like hell she was going to give Moeez the satisfaction of getting to her. "Main abhi police ko bata ti hoon ke tum mujhe kis kism ki dhamkiyan de rahe ho."
"Haan, shauk se batao," Moeez challenged her. "Main phuppo ki issat ko ek minute mein khatam kar wa sakta hoon, tum kya chahiti ho Farah? Is umar mein unki issat loot jaye. Tumhare baap kya sauche ga?"
Wali had had enough of this, he could see the terror and worry on Farah's face, grabbing the phone and cutting the line. He could hear Aghajaan breathing rapidly and was unsure of who to help first.
"Farah beta kya hua?" Aghajaan was panicking and Farah managed a shaky smile, wiping away her tears.
"Sab theek hai Aghajaan, aap please fikhar mat kijeye," Farah said giving him a small hug, trying not to cry. "Main abhi ayi." She left from there and Wali felt torn, but knew he needed to reassure Aghajaan first before going after Farah. She wouldn't forgive him nor would he forgive himself if he left Aghajaan worried due to his already decaying health.
"Aghajaan, sab theek ho jayega," Wali said gently, squeezing his shoulder gently. "Farah bas thodi parechaan hai, Tayee-Ammi ke saath wakt guzare gi toh teekh ho jaye gi, aap please parechaan mat ho."
Aghajaan exhaled a little, managing a weak smile. "Theek hai beta, lekhin tum Farah ke paas jao...uski haalat mujhe theek nahi lag rahi, usko dekh lo."
Wali smiled, managing to hide his own concern but the truth was he was worried about Farah too. Moeez calling her and upsetting her like this, he didn't like it. "Aghajaan main dekh leta hoon, aap please fikhar mat kijiye. Gulkhan, tum zara Aghajaan ke paas raho." Gulkhan obeyed, moving to Aghajaan's side, allowing Wali to follow after Farah. He came just in time to see Farah forcing Ruhi in her room.
"Chalein ammi andhar please," Farah was in tears, unable to control them any more and this made Wali's heart ache. He hated seeing tears in her eyes, no matter mad he got at her, he hated seeing her cry and not be able to do anything about it.
"Farah please calm down," Wali said gently, going inside the room.
"Farah yeh tumhe kya hogaya hai?" Ruhi sounded very concerned. "Tumne Arjumand aur Zarmine ko bhi wahan parechan chod diya hai."
"Mama, mujhe is waqt sirf aapki fikhar hai," Farah said, wiping away her tears, not seeming to hear Wali's words. "Mama, please mujhse vaada karein aap is kamre se bahir nahi jayein gi. Please, Mama. Aaapko Baba ki kasam hai."
Before Ruhi could answer, Wali moved over pulling Farah in his arms. She attempted to resist at first, trying to go to Ruhi but Wali held her tight. After a few more moments of futile struggling, she broke down against Wali's chest, sobbing. He kissed the side of her head, stroking her hair gently.
"Farah, mujhpe bharosa rakho," Wali assured her. "Tayee-Ammi ko kuch nahi hoga, tum aur Tayee-Ammi ab akele nahi ho, main tum donoon ke saath hoon."
"N-nahi W-Wali, M-Moeez jo hai usne mujhe dhamkiyan di hain ke woh Mama ko awwa ka ra lega aur unki issat ko..." Farah's voice was so choked and Ruhi's face paled as she heard her daughter's words causing Wali to reach out pulling his Tayee-Ammi into their hug too and Farah wrapped her around Ruhi's shoulder.
"Tayee-Ammi, Farah, aap logue please Moeez ki dhamkiyoon pe dehaan mat dein," Wali assured both of them. "Main Feroze Uncle se baat karta hoon."
"W-Wali, mujhe baut darr lag raha hai," Farah choked out.
"Ya allah, Behroze kaash tum aaj yahan hote," Tears fell down Ruhi's cheeks and a sorrowful expression crossed Wali's face as he took in the fearful and worried looks of his wife and aunt's faces. Seeing the two of them like this heightened the sense of responsibility that he already felt towards them. Since the moment his Bare Baba had died, he had felt as if Farah and by extension Ruhi were his and Aghajaan's responsibility. He felt as if that's why Bare Baba had taken the promise from him to always keep Farah happy and safe, because he wanted his beloved wife and precious daughter in safe hands.
"Tayee-Ammi, Farah," Wali pulled away from the hug for a moment, looking at both of them. "Bare Baba is duniya mein nahi hain, lekhin aap yeh mat samje ke aap logue akele hain. Moeez se darne ki koi zaroorat nahi aur Farah tumhe apni statement wapis lene ki bhi koi zaroorat nahi hai. Moeez mujhse bach nahi sakta, humhara defence baut acha hai."
Ruhi placed a hand on Wali's cheek, more tears running down her face. "Main hamesha yeh khwaish karti thi ke mera beta hota. Moeez ko bachpan se maine beta mana, jab mera rishtoon pe se aitbaar uthne laga toh mere khuda ne mujhe yeh dekha diya ke asl beta kaisa hota hai."
Farah managed a smile through her tears, her eyes meeting with Wali's as he looked down a little shyly at her mother's compliment. He didn't get a chance to reply as at that moment, Arjumand and Zarmine burst in.
"Farah, kya hua?" Zarmine sounded very panicked. "Aik dam se tum Tayee-Ammi ko apne saath le gayi...Lala, kya hua hai? Tayee-Ammi aur Farah roh kyun rahi hain?"
"Woh..." Farah began but Ruhi cut her off.
"Aao behto," Ruhi said gently. "Main sab kuch bata ti hoon. Arjumand, tumne Wali ki baut achi tarbiyat ki hai."
Arjumand smiled, placing a hand on Wali's shoulder who smiled back at her before she looked back at Ruhi. "Meri kul qayinat hai yeh. Aaapki Farah bhi baut pyari hai. Lekhin baat kya hai?"
"Chachi aap behtiye toh," Farah said. "Tum bhi behto Zarmine."
Zarmine went over, sitting besides Farah whilst Arjumand and Wali sat together. Ruhi sat nearby as well.
"Ab batayein," Zarmine said. "Kya hua hai?"
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