MILANUNION 4

As she opened the door her eyes met her husband's who was standing outside the door. Without looking at her he extended his hand towards her which she ignored and started walking downstairs.

"Everyone's in the main hall" his voice halted her steps and she rounded the corner without a second glance.

Zarafshan begum was literally not believing that her son will come with his wife in the family hall. Their gossips died down and Zarafshan Begum shakily stood up.

A warm smile adorned her face and she wrapped Parishay in a hug.

"My daughter in law came and no one even told me"

Pulling away from the hug she patted her head.

"How are you my child?"

With a small smile whe nodded "How are you Aunty?"

"I am very good now. Now you have arrived please make him fine too" she nervously laughed.

It was unbelievable for her.

She was so happy to see that her son's relationship was improving. "Ammi She is here for za_". Parishay cut him off

"Assalam O Alaikum Bibi jan"She meekly greeted her Dadi who was watching the whole scene curiously. "Walaikum Assalam. How are you here?" Her harsh tone didn't go unnoticed by everyone.

"Bibi jan all that matters is that she is here now"

"Don't speak in between me Zarafshan Begum" Her voice boomed across the hall making everyone still.

"You all can forgive her but I can't. The way she made fun of our family. Didn't even think about her husband. I will never forgive her even if she is my own granddaughter" Saying this she left the hall.

Tears gathered in her eyes hearing such harsh remarks of her own Dadi. Increasing the guilt in her heart even more. "Please don't cry. This is Bibi Jan's love language. By the way welcome to the family." Zaviyar smiled genuinely at her.

Which she equally returned. "Happy wedding festivities Zavi" she called him by his nickname. "ThankYou bhabhi( Sister in law)" he smiled with a red tint coating his cheeks.

"Please set the breakfast Ammi" Subhan asked his mother who nodded eagerly.

"Oh yes. I completely forgot about it. Pari must be hungry"

"Ammi and me" Zaviyar asked fakely pouting trying to be innocent.

"You were born hungry"

Everyone laughed at Zarafshan's remark and made their way towards the dining table.

Zarafshan begum served her bahu(daughter in law) with so much love. Parishay stared at the people who were so different from how they were framed in her mind.

Zaviyar constantly made jokes easing her mind. While her dearest husband just sat there and focused on his food.

"Now you are here. You'll help me in shopping. I don't even understand what to buy" she smiled at her chachi(aunty) "Yes ofcourse" After the breakfast, she returned to her room only to find it empty without her suitcases.

She frowned and called the maid "Where are my things Safiya?" She asked.

"Zarafshan begum asked me to put all your things in your and master Subhan's room"

Shaking her head at her chachi's entiques she marched towards his room. Taking a deep breath she knocked. A very shirtless and sleepy Subhan opened the door making her avert her gaze. "My thin_gs are in your bedroom"

"Take them"

He turned and again laid down on the bed. Frowning she entered his room. A series of emotions crossed her mind.

The last time she was here was when she was waiting for her husband and now two years later here we are. The walls were still dark. The curtains were down. Guess he didn't had much sleep last night. Her clothes were hanging in the closet beside his.

She knew she herself started the drama to act infront of them that means she has to share the room too. She closed the door and took a seat on the couch. Subhan turned in his sleep and frowned when he noticed her sitting on the couch with her chin on her knees.

"You didn't leave"

"No my things are in you_r room"

"So take them"

"How can i take them like this? Everyone will think that i am lying"

A raging Subhan walked towards her. Some hair strands on his forhead. He was literally out of a magazine. Visibly shivering in his presence she stood up.

"What do you want? Huh? Why didn't you tell them the truth" He gripped her forearms in his hands and brought them closer. His breath fanning her face. "I didn't wanted to b_reak their hearts" she stammered.

Chuckling humourlessly he backed away raking his fingers through his hair. "I don't know why you didn't tell them. After all you are very good at breaking hearts. Am i right Mrs Parishay Subhan Shah?" He asked her smiling sadly.

Without answering him she ran inside the bathroom and started to cry. Her heart was broken. Literally shattered. She cried for her mother. She cried for herself. She cried for her love. She loved him endlessly and seeing him hate her was enough for her to shatter.

It was her own fault due to which he was like this. The way her chachi welcomed her in the house was totally opposite how she was told. After wiping her eyes she opened the door only to find the room empty. She called the only person who she knew would help her in this situation.

"Pari are you okay?"

"I am okay aapi( a term of calling elders with respect)" "What happened Pari? Are you crying?"her worried voice raised.

"Aapi I don't understand anything" she cried at the end.

"Everyone is so different here. They are so welcoming. So loving. Chachi welcomed me with open arms as if i have never insulted them. Zaviyar is so fun to be around. He loves calling me bhabhi" a sob escaped her lips. "And he" followed by a whimper she continued.

"He didn't even look at me. I so badly want to hug him. Apologize to him. I want to tell him".. "I wan_t to tell him that i love him so much but Amma" "Parishay stop right there" her raging voice stopped her.

"I have told you numerous times to take your decisions yourself"

She stopped taking a deep breath. Samra knew how her Nani manipulated this innocent girl. She was hell bent on finding out the truth about the lies that Arsalan and Fatima Khanum told Parishay. She knew how her family was bowing to Arsalan's demands but they were not noticing this time he wasn't demanding a toy or a car. He was asking for Parishay. She knew this obsession of her brother will be deadly in the dead and now here we are sacrificing this sweet girl's happiness for his demands.

"Aapi what should i do now? He looks at me like he loathes me. It pains me"

"I have told him that I ha_te him. But I don't. Can't he see all the love i have for him in my eyes"

"I wanted to hear this from you my life"

His voice made her jump.

She turned towards him while Samra cut the call. His wife was standing there infront of him with tears covering her beautiful face. She was a sight to see. Only his to see. He took slow steps towards her. Taking her petite body in his arms he nuzzled his face in her neck inhaling her scent. Parishay closed her eyes and held on to his biceps.

She wanted to cherish this moment forever. Placing a small kiss on her neck he whispered in her ear

"Now tell me what were you talking about me?" How was the chapter fellas?

Beautiful Subhan-Parishay moments ahead

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