Possession by Laila Ali (ink ebook reader TXT) 📖

"What?! Haseebbbbb! Stop screaming!"

"You know I love teasing you. So, our dear spectators, we have our guest over here, Zahra. Who is deeply in love with my brother, Irtaza" he said, addressing to his imaginary spectators. "This girl, Zahra, keeps zoning out whenever his name comes and his cheeks turn red whenever his name is mentioned somewhere. Isn't it love? Yes it is!!" he said like a news reporter would do.

"Haseeb! You talk alot!"

"So Zahra, how and when you fell in love with my brother?" he formed a mic of his had and forwarded it infront of him.

"Oh really Zahra?" A voice said and there head snapped towards the source. It was Dua, who stood by the door. "Are you in love now?" she said, moving forward and settling herself on the bed, infront of her.

"Dua, why you being rude here?" Haseeb interefered, noticing her rude tone.

"Haseeb, its solely between me and Zahra. Please stay out" she said in a serious tone and that shut him up.

"Hands backed. I'm leaving" he said and stood up, leaving the room. Now they both were alone.

"So Zahra, tell me how your married life is going?" she asked. Her voice cold and laced with malice.

"Good" she replied shortly.

"Ah nice. And how's your relation with my brother?" 

"Dua, what has happened to you? Why are talking like that?"

"I swear Zahra, if you ever tried to hurt my brother ever again, then you'll see my worst side" she threatened, ignoring her question. "I mean it" she completed.

"Watch your tone, Dua. Watch your tone" Zahra retorted. "You may regret it some day. Without knowing the complete truth, you can't call me the culprit"

"I'm already regretting trusting you Zahra!" she shrieked. "How can you be so cruel to play with someone emotions like that. How can you?! Its not because he is my brother, let it be anyone, that was a hit below the belt, Zahra!" 

"I again insist Dua, dug in the whole detail then come to me!" she shrieked back.

"Does that matter now? Can your actions be justified, no matter, whatever the case was?"

"Yes they could be. And I don't owe you any justification, Dua"

"You owe me! You do owe me! That person was none other than my brother, who had loved you so dearly. So dearly, with his whole heart. Since his childhood, when he didn't even know the meaning of the word 'love' Zahra! He loved you!"

"I don't want to argue with you, if you don't want to listen my part. Please leave my room" 

"You broke my trust on you Zahra" with that, Dua left the room, harshly shutting the door behind.

She was partially right, even completely right. She really had no answers to her questions. It was Daniyal who had poked her. And her senses were so numb because of the affection she had for him, she didn't think straightly what was right and what was wrong. She acted like a puppet of Daniyal.

Sighing, she sat down when the door again opened and her mother entered the room.

"Zahra? What happened between you and Dua? Is everything alright?" her mother asked with concern.

"No mama nothing's wrong. We just had a small fight. Come sit" she said and her mother sat beside her.

"What fight?"

"Nothing special. Just like that. You tell? How are you?" Zahra asked, holding her hand.

"I'm fine. Absolutely fine. How are you my daughter?"

"I'm fine too mama" she replied, laying her head on her lap and her mother begin to caress her locks.

"Is everything fine between you and Irtaza?"

"Yes"

"Does he take good care of yours?"

"Yes"

"Zahra," her mother's voice dropped a bit, as if she was about to discuss something important and Zahra's eyes moved towards her.

"Yes?"

"I hope you didn't tell Irtaza about the whole harassment thing?"

"No mama. I didn't"

"That's good to know. I don't want your relationship with him, to be affected by your past. Possessiveness resides in the nature of men and if he comes to know that his woman was involved with another man or another man is involved with his woman, then he lights up the whole world with fire. The fire which burns both the culprits."

"But mama I wasn't involved with Shoaib"

"But you were with Daniyal, Zahra!"

"What if Irtaza came to know about this mama?"

"That is why I'm asking you not to play with fire, Zahra. If he came to know then there will be apoclaypse. On the top of that, he is in mafia. You don't how horrible they turn out when they come to this term 'revenge' Hide this from him, as long as you can."

"How do you know?"

"I've seen it. His grandfather was a very ruthless man until he took his retirement from the mafia descending everything to Shehryaar and Irtaza. You see, daughter, he didn't even accept his own son because he married me. He proposed your marriage with Irtaza as a condition for letting us stay here. And you know, Irtaza's mother, Jahan ara, was involved in extra marital affairs. That man, whom she was involved with, was killed brutally, his body was carcassed and scared of her father in law punishments, Irtaza's mother committed suicide. Shehryaar was fifteen when he killed a living being. And so was Irtaza. When you used to have toys in your hand, they had guns. They are dangerous and sharp witted people, Zahra. Specially, Shehryaar and Irtaza. I can feel that. So look before you leap"

Zahra chuckled. "How do you came to know this much information?"

"Your asma aunty told me. We' re good friends"

"Ah nice"

"Zahra, I insist, don't even a slight clue should be given to him regarding you and Daniyal"

"I will try" she whispered, her eyes having a distant look. She internally scoffed.

Irtaza already knows everything, mama!

"I'm talking for your own good."

"I understand, mama"