《Pyar Ki Love Story | Short Stories | 1st Book |》2)🌙
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"hum issey badi bahu ke kamre mein de aye'n?" Bilqees grab the tray and asked Rifat Bi
(Should I take this in badi bahu's room?)
"Theek Hai de aao! Lekin dhyaan rahe koi galti nahi," Rifat Bi warned her, Bilqees nod her head her head happily
(But be careful, don't make any mistake,)
With soft feet she made her way upstairs trying no to let the tray fall, the cups looked really expensive that maybe they cost more then her salary
She stopped in front of the door and took a sigh, kicking the door opened with her feet she entered
Azeen was standing in balcony looking at the lawn which was showered in rain last night
But when she heard the door loudly opening she got startled and turned to door
Bilqees for a second stopped on the way when she saw her,
Was she a real person or a hoor was standing, slick straight black hair that reached down to her waist, emerald green eyes and white skin that looked like snow and she was wearing navy blue shalwar kameez that really suited her
"Ji?" Her voice made Bilqees come to her trace
(Yes?)
"Woh chai!" She showed her the tray she was holding
(Tea,)
"Waha rakh dijiye," she pointed at the coffee table then again turned back
(Place it there,)
"Waise humara naam Bilqees Hai par sab hume Billo bulate Hain," as she was placing the tray on table she said
(I'm Bilqees,)
"Jate waqt darwaza band Kar dijiyega" Azeen didn't even bothered to glance back and see what she was doing
(Close the door when you'll leave,)
"Aur suniye abse knock karke aiyega," When she was about to leave Azeen again called her
(And from now on knock the door before coming,)
"Bohot ghamandi Hain badi bahu," when she reached the kitchen she mumbled,
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(She is very rude,)
"Kya kaha?" Rifat bi who was only present there and was cleaning the counter asked
(What did you said?)
"Aur nahi toh Kya......" she took the cloth from her and started wiping the counter and told Rifat Bi everything
(I said that.......)
"Tumse kisne kaha tha beena knock karke jao aur phir unse baatei'n karo?" When Bilqees was done telling her story Rifat Bi scold her
(Who told you to go without knocking then make conversation with her?)
"Choti bahu ke kamre mein bhi kayi baar beena knock ke gayi Hoon unhone to Kabhi kuch nahi kaha aur woh kitne achhe se baat karti Hain," Bilqees put the cloth aside and started putting water bottle in fridge,
(I have went to choti bahu's room without knocking but she never said anything and she talked so politely,)
"Billo! Sab ek jaise nahi hote kuch ko apni privacy bohot azeez hoti Hai. aisa Karo tum rehne do, badi bahu ke Jo bhi kaam honge unhe main Dekh lungi,"
(Not everyone is same, let it be from now on I'll do badi bahu's works,)
"Waise woh Hain bohot khoobsurat," Bilqees whispered thinking about her, Rifat bi who was about to left again stopped
(But she is really beautiful,)
"Azeen!" Halima knocked at the door and come in, but found no one in the room, her eyes fall on the cup which was placed on the table but by now it has lost its steam clearly giving it away that it has been placed there for time and now it has became cold like water
She looked at her cousin who standing on the balcony looking at the lawn
"Azeen! Chai nahi pi apne?" She called her when Azeen turned to her she asked pointing at the cup
(You didn't have tea?)
"Mann nahi Kar raha tha," she also came to room, Azeen wasn't expecting her to come here
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(Wasn't feeling like,)
"Aunn kaha Hain? humne unhe subah ke baad dekha hi nahi," she didn't knew one day she will be this close to Halima
(Where is Aunn? I haven't seen him after morning,)
Halima the same girl whom Azeen never liked and always tried to show her down
"Woh toh school Gaye," Azeen nod her head and sat on the sofa
Her hair which was spread on her back she but it in loose bun
(He is in school,)
"Kya hua?" Halima also sat down, Azeen nod her head negatively
(What happened?)
But Halima already knew whats wrong
Being only child Azeen was most dear to her father, her mother passed away when she was very little, her father was everything to her and she was everything to her father
Her father had a business of his own and he made sure his daughter always get whatever she wants,
Growing up she developed into a beautiful girl whom many proposal came, many boys even went to any extreme to talk to her
And she used to enjoy it alot seeing them trying when in reality they held no position in front of her
Beauty and arrogance a poisonous mixture that never really went along and that made her rude because she thought she will get anything whatever she wants from the snapped of her fingers
Well not everything, that she learned after.........
"Halima! Hum puch rahe they Aunn wapas kab ayenge?"Azeen again asked her when she didn't get reply from her
(Halima! I'm asking something, when will Aunn return?)
"Huh! Haan woh actually 12:00pm." She looked at the wall clock and said
(Huh! Yeah he will return at 12:00pm.)
"Zaigham Bhai aksar raat ko late hi atey hain," she answered her unasked question, Halima could never believed this is Tha same Azeen she has known since childhood
She wasn't like this
Silent, gloomy, lost somewhere else
(Zaigham Bhai usually returns late at night,)
"Chaliye hum chalte Hain, apke liye chai ka bol de'n?" Halima phone started ringing looking at the caller i.d she said when she reached the doorway she again turned Azeen,
(I'll leave now, should I send tea for you?)
Azeen nod her head her hair again opened
Azeen took a sigh and looked around the room to find something to do but couldn't find anything, she then decided to stroll around in lawn
Making her way out she went to lawn, she knows almost every corner of this house after all she used to come here very often but then....
She got frightened when she heard something dropping,
"Rifat Bi! Azeen ke liye phir se chai bhejwa de'n," Halima found Rifat Bi in hall giving instructions to Bilqees, telling her how to properly set flower vase,
(Please send tea for Azeen,)
"Bilqees! Apki padhai kaisi chal rahi Hai?" Rifat bi nod her head and left no before telling Bilqees to do her work quickly
(How's your studies going?)
"Achhi chal rahi hain choti bahu," Bilqees happily replied
(Fine!)
"Koi bhi zaroorat hogi toh bataiyega," Halima genuinely smiled at the little girl and left
(If you need anything feel free to ask me,)
"Choti bahu kitni achhi hain," Bilqees said to herself then nod her head negatively and started doing her work
(She is so nice,)
"Badi bahu!" Rifat Bi softly knock on the door but when no voice came she slowly opened the door and found no one getting inside she went to balcony to see if she is there but she saw a shadow in lawn
Thinking that must be her she went downstairs to go to lawn
The first thing she saw was a figure walking and her back was facing Rifat Bi, her black hair was hidden in her duppata her anklet making the sound of tinkling
Rifat Bi took one step forward but when she saw the face of the figure the tray fall from her hands making Azeen startled as she turned back
Rifat Bi eyes winded seeing her
Was it really her or illusion?
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