W O R D C O U N T:3021

My ID is amreen.parvez19

For Humza

I ambled back in the room after taking a shower and wearing my comfortable bath robe. I had secured my damp hair with the towel as I trudged towards the bed where laid my husband, half naked.

He was sleeping on his stomach and a duvet was covering half of his body. By now I was aware of the fact that Humza couldn't sleep without a blanket or a duvet and ironically he could neither sleep with a shirt on.

Last night was yet another night of passion and ardour for us. I was slowly getting accustomed to it and now it didn't even pain at all. Humza was so full of stamina every time. What am I even saying? I myself couldn't get over him.

I mounnted the bed and laid beside him again. He seemed so innocent and naive, I couldn't help but kiss his slightly pouted lips. I kissed it gently and he pouted it all the more. Smiling to myself I kissed him once more, this time a little longer.

"Hmmmmmm." He groaned and shifted slightly. I was resting on my elbow as I watched him sleeping and trust me, it's one of the most spellbinding thing one could witness. "Get up My love. It's already 7.15. You had asked me to wake you up at 7 today." I whispered in his ears while tracing my fingers in an unknown pattern over his biceps.

"Hmmmmmmm.. Hmmmm.." Humza groaned again but still wasn't awake. Eventually I gave up and began to move out of bed. I turned away and was about to move when he slipped his hands around my stomach and tugged me back to him. "Where do you think you are going?" Trust me when I say this that a man's sleepy voice is the sexiest thing ever. His eyes were still shut and my back was pressed up against his front. We were snuggling.

"You were sleeping. I thought I would..."

"No matter what I am doing, I'll panic if I'll find you leaving. It scares the shit out of me." He confessed and I couldn't help but fall more in love with him.

"I..." I began when he stopped me. "Ssshhhhh please sleep." He said while moving his hand upwards and placing it on my breast. He had a strange fetish for it.

"But Humza you are already late." I stated but received no response. I couldn't find another way and so I decide to play dirty.

I began to wiggle my behind into him while stopping myself from giggling. "Smart move. You are a fast learner." He was instantly awake. I knew that it would work. I smiled smugly but I was taken a back when in one swift movement he was on top of me staring at me with lust.

"You are awake." I smiled. "How could I sleep when you decide to seduce me? I am an obedient husband, I always listen to my wife." He winked and I laughed. He kissed my lips and everytime he did it, I felt like it was my first.

"Tell me something. What had gotten into you the other day? You were so desperate to have me?" He was sniggering.

"Nooooo. What are you talking about? I don't remember anything." Even if I did, I wasn't going to accept it.

"Really? You don't remember it?" He cocked an eyebrow at me. "No I don't." I said sheepishly.

"Okay then. Fuck me please! Humza! Humza! You...." He began to imitate me and my face immediately flushed as I covered his mouth with my hand.

"Stop please stop. As if you weren't saying anything." I pointed out and he guffawed. "It was expected from me but I have never seen you cussing before." I looked away feeling extremely ashamed. He must have sensed it for he soon added.

"But I like this wild side of you which is only for me." My cheeks turned crimson as he kissed my forehead lovingly and then rested his chin on it.

"What time is it by the way?" He asked nonchalantly. "7.45 I guess." I replied.

"Fuck! We are late." In a thunderbolt like speed, he moved away from above me and galloped towards the washroom.

"We are late? Are we going somewhere?" I didn't know we were.

"Yes. Just get ready fast. I'll be out in a minute." He bawled from inside.

I did dress up faster than usual and went down to grab some breakfast for us. When I recrudesced, he was already done, looking as sexy as ever.

I brought him a juice and a sandwich. He ate it in a hurry, looking at his watch every now and then, and whining about how late we already were.

Soon after we were done, we headed towards his car and he drove me to an unknown destination. "Can you atleast tell me where we are going?" I asked anxiously.

"That's a surprise." It was the only response I received everytime I asked him.

I could identify the familiar streets. "That's my aunt's house." I pointed at my old house as we passed by it and my chest clenched at the mere sight of it.

"Do you remember our first meeting?" I turned towards him and his eyes were staring ahead as he replied, "How can I forget it?" He mumbled. I smiled remembering it.

It was awful.

I looked at the school I used to teach earlier. "I taught in that school before I got married to you." I said as we came near the big board of Harrison High.

"I know." He smiled as he took a sharp turn entering the school premises. My brows furrowed in confusion. "Why are we here?" I looked around to find the students walking in with the school bag resting on their shoulders. Classes would start in a while.

He parked the car in an empty slot. I waited for him patiently to answer my question. He turned off the the ignition and faced me. "I have done a lot of wrong things in my life and now I want to mend it, atleast half of it." I looked at him in bewilderment, still not getting what was he exactly up to.

He unlocked his side of the door and rushed to my side to open mine but I opened it before he could. He heaved me towards the front of the car, leaning onto his cars bonnet. He was almost sitting on it. I stood right in front of him, right between his legs, still perplexed. "Here, take this." He gave me a small blue file which contained papers. "What is this?" I looked at him quizzically.

"It's your joining letter and schedule. Although I can earn for both of us, I figured it out that it makes you happy and lately I have been deriving extreme satisfaction in pleasing you." He grinned and I felt warmth seeping into my heart. What good had I done to deserve a man like him?

"Humzaa....I.."

"Shhh! I don't want you to cry like the kids you'll be teaching." He wiped the corner of my eyes with his hands and I hadn't even realize that I was almost bleating until then.

I plunged to him and engulfed him in a bone crushing hug. "I love you." My voice came out muffled since my face was pressed up against his chest. "I know." He was laughing but I couldn't say a word. I was so happy.

"Anaabiya your students are watching." I immediately moved back while looking around to find some students giggling at us.

I looked at him and he too was smirking. "Here, I might have another thing for you." He shoved his hands inside his pant pockets and pulled out the latest iPhone model. It was a rose gold color. My eyes widened in shock as I gaped at him. "This is for you. I am sorry I had to open it first because I had to put my number in it." He held his hand out extending it to me. I continued to gawk at him.

"Take it. It's yours." He laughed as he handed the iphone in my hand. "Thankyou for everything." Without caring about our little spectators, I kissed him on his left cheek. I knew that he was taken a back by the look on his face.

"Thanks. Now get going. You are late." I couldn't help but want to hug him once more, though I had to refrain myself from doing so. I walked towards the entrance turning after every few step to find him still leaning to his car bonnet and smiling at me charmingly. The moment I entered the school building, the phone he gave me began to buzz in my hand. I looked at the screen only to find myself laughing at the name on display.

He wasn't going to let this go. Was he?

I received the call and put the phone closer to my ear.

"Hello."

"Umm! I forgot to tell you that I love you." I couldn't help but chuckle. This man had my heart. "I love you too." I responded.

"Have an awesome first day Joonam. Allah hafiz." I heard him say. "Allah hafiz." I then disconnected the call beaming like a small child.

The students were looking at me weirdly. The rest of the day went by faster than it could. A lot of teachers easily recognized me. I looked around for Ahad but I was informed that he was on a leave since last week. I wondered if everything was fine.

Humza must be having his number and I'll take it from him. So much has happened in my life and I wanted to share it with him. He was unerring about Humza. I was the idiot who was wrong. At the dismissal I was waiting for Humza to come and pick me up. That's what he texted me. He asked me to wait near the building and so I was waiting.

I watched as the students went to their vehicles and headed back home. "Excuse me, this is for you." A petite girl around the age of 10 gave me a small box which was swathed up like a gift.

"What's this?" I asked her as I took it from her but she scampered away without replying. My lips curled into a smile as I began to unwrap it knowing exactly who sent me this. Humza never fails to astonish me.

It was a small box and I opened it to find a beautiful rose in there and under it was a small piece of paper.

I picked the rose but the moment I did, it pricked into my finger and blood began to ooze out from it. Out of reflex I dropped the rose the moment it's thorns pierced my skin. I bend down to pick it up but it's stem was full of thorns so instead I picked it up by the flower.

I then took the small piece of paper to read the note written on it.

Your husband is just like this rose. His beauty and charm is deceiving you. Beware, for I am your well wisher.

The note left me stunned. I looked around to see if there was someone known to me who had played a prank but no there was absolutely nobody.

I read it once again but the writing too wasn't similar to Humza's. I jumped back abruptly on hearing the car horn from my left. Humza's car immediately came into sight and I threw away the box and the rose into the dustbin but shoved the paper inside my purse.

I was still bewildered when instead of Humza, his man came out of the car. "Humza bhai is busy so he has sent me to pick you up." He had his gaze on the ground. His men would never see me in the eye. Maybe it was Humza's order. "Okay." I knew him because he was one of the most trusted men of Humza and so I could trust him too.

I sat behind, on the passenger seat. It took a while before we reached back home. I called Humza on the way but he didn't receive my call.

As I entered the patio, I could hear voices of people yelling and shouting. "You are blaming me?" I heard a woman's screeching voice. I hurried my footsteps as anxiety filled my veins. I went in to find each and every person living in the house to be present in the foyer.

As I entered, all eyes snapped to me but the one that was boring holes into my existence were the most prominent one. "What's wrong?" I walked in further to stand next to Nabiha who was standing beside the sofa.

"You bitch. I am going to kill you." Malika strolled towards me, her eyes rufous and puffy. She looked at me with hatred and abhorrence. To be honest I was scared but Humza came right in front of me. "Don't you fucking touch her. I'll kill you within the snap of my fingers." He warned and she haulted her footsteps immediately.

"You are blaming me because of her? I didn't do a thing Humza and you know that too." She was wailing and I still couldn't understand what was going on.

"We have evidence against you. It was you. It was you who tried to kill Humza bhai on the day of the party." One of Humza's men unknowingly enlightened me and I felt all the air being knocked out of my body. It was her.

"You did it to take revenge from me. I understand but why did you involve her?" Humza snarled and she flinched visibly.

"I didn't do it Humza please trust me." She was begging and pleading but Humza showed no mercy. I on the other hand seemed to have been gobsmacked. I couldn't speak.

"Take her to the warehouse." Humza looked away as his men soon began to pull her away by her arms despite the many fits thrown by her.

They took her away and silence immediately fell on us. All his other mistresses kept on staring at each other. Nobody uttered a word. I knew that Humza was troubled, it was quite evident on his face. He sucked in a sharp breath and I knew he was about to speak.

"Listen, I am done with all of it now. I am a married man and I really want a peaceful life now. I have decided to move each one of you to your own respective home. I'll give ample of money to you and a job as well so that you can live peacefully and earn your living. I can't risk her life anymore. You have time till the day after tomorrow. Please pack your things." To say that I was stunned would be an understatement but it was not just me, It was everyone. I always wanted to ask this from him but I didn't know it was going to happen so soon and I didn't even have to ask for it. Despite the tension, I was actually dancing and squealing on the inside.

I had seen a similar reaction on Nabiha and Maliha's face as well. They both seemed to have been trying not to laugh.

Humza then went away. I was a tat bit hurt because he didn't talk to me but then again, I know he was disturbed. He moved out of the house and he was gone in seconds.

Some of his mistresses were still in shock, some even scowled at me while some were quite happy but none said a word to me for I know that they were scared of Humza. His anger was the only thing stopping them at the moment.

Days passed by in a blur and a lot had changed. The mistresses were gone. Humza had changed a little. I don't know what was bothering him but I knew that it was something. I was disturbed too and I wanted to share it with him but he was too busy in his work. He was even more depressed because of Bibijaan's constantly detoriating health.

At school everything was fine, except for the notes that I began to receive more often. I had talked about it with Maliha and Nabiha, both seemed to have been determined that it might be some prank or an old enemy trying to get back at Humza.

I knew, I wasn't doing the right thing by not sharing it with him but he was so busy and caught up in his own problems that I didn't want to trouble him more. I saved all the notes and placed it in my purse.

On thursday afternoon while I was having lunch in the staff room, I received yet another rose full of thorns and a parchment with the same words scribbled on it in my drawer. This had started to get on my nerves and I was determined to talk to Humza about it today itself.

My phone began to buzz and I looked at the screen to find an unknown number blinking on it. Contemplating whether or not should I receive it, I decided not to choose the latter.

I received the call and pressed the phone to my ears.

"Assalamo alaikum." Greeted a very known female voice from the other end.

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