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||• Behroze & Yumna •||

ایسے ضروری ہو مُجھکو تم جیسے ہوائیں سانسوں کو

ایسے تلاشوں میں تمکو جیسے کی پیر زمینوں کو

حسنا یہ رونا ہو مجھے پاگل سا ڈھونڈھ تمہیں

کل مُجھسے محبّت ہو نہ ہو کل مُجھکو اجازت ہو نہ ہو

ٹوٹے دل کے ٹکڑے لیکر تیرے در پی ہے رہ جاؤنگا۔

(𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆,𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈,

𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖,𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒚,

𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚.

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕,

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕,

𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆,

𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚.)

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She was sitting on the bed wearing a deep maroon bridal gown. Her beautiful mid length curly hair were pulled together in a beautiful hair updo. Her milky white skin was blooming in the shinning lights. Her face eyes were adorned with kohl. A beautiful nosepin was ice on the tea. She was an innocent beauty nothing seductive about her.

She was neither a happy bride nor a sad one. She was still trying to wrap her mind around what had happened in the past one month. Her 12th results were just out. She had topped in the examination. And she really wanted to pursue further education but she knew woman were not allowed to attend college or university in Their Khandaan (clan).

She had accepted it with a smile and wished for a better future. She was a fighter. It was only a few days after her results when a marriage proposal came for her. Her family had arranged her marriage with Behroze Shah.

She just knew his name and had only seen his face in the picture. He was good looking not model alike. He was 6ft tall and mascular in built. He was fit and fine. His eyes were a deep shade of brown with specs of black colour. She got a feeling deep seated in her heart. She was feeling something foreign. And she thought maybe it is love? But how could someone fall in love with someone when they don't know a thing about them?

She was a curious girl but she never asked questioned. She was an only sister of four brothers. She was born after many prayers. She was the apple of her parents eyes. Even though everyone loves her more than anything they have never treated her like a Princess. Her family had brought up with family values and traditions. That's the reason she was so naive and innocent.

It has been an hour since she was here. Sitting like a good little wife. She was going to lie down on bed just then she heard the opening of door.

Their stood Behroze with a frown on his face.

Behroze was a very carefree person. He had just completed his masters when his family fire a gun on his head telling him that they're going to marry him off to an eighteen year old teenager.

He had always wanted a mature partner but he was now married to a teenager who knows maybe she's a spoiled brat. He thought.

He was taking calculated steps towards her just then he stopped Infront of her and took of her veil that was covering her face. He knew she was a beautiful girl he had seen her in pictures. But seeing her in person was different and for the first time. He felt responsible towards her she was looking fragile and so much naive.

He knew looking at her horrified face that she wasn't aware of a relationship between a husband and wife. He didn't wanted to force her in doing anything just because he's her husband so. He instructed her to change her clothes and then sleep.

They were married for a month now both had been now accustomed to each others presence and had been comfortable in slight touching here and there. Yumna Also had been behaving more confidently. She was not being fragile now.

Behroze had been great to her. Although they didn't talk much but Behroze hadn't forced her in any way for Which she was thankful to him. Because she was not mentally prepared to have intimate relationship with him at this time.

"Beta idhar ana?"

(My child come here)

Behroze's mother summoned Yumna in a hushed tone.

"Yumna bete aapka mahina shuru ho gaya hai ya Nahi? Kahe toh doctor ke pass chalein. Ek mahine se zyada waqt ho gya hai. Ho sakta hai Allah ne tumhari jholi bhar di ho."

(Yumna my child, does your periods have come yet or not? If you want we can visit the doctor. Its been more than a month since your wedding maybe God had given you a child.)

Yumna had no words to say to her. How could she tell her that Behroze hadn't touched her? How could she told her that she needs time to adjust in this life.

After all she was just an eighteen years old teenager. She was not ready for any of this. But who cares? At first she was married off nobody asked her choice. And now people want her to get pregnant magically that too just after a month of her marriage.

Does marriage is all about cooking food, taking care of your in laws, fulfilling husband's desire and producing children like a machine?

Does a woman had no right on her life?

All kinds of thoughts were coming in her mind. But she let it all aside and left from their. She will talk to Behroze about this.

Behroze had been working on and off. He can't wrap he's mind around anything. Because Yumna had filled all the space in his head. She was everywhere in his mind and in his life. Everywhere. Everywhere. Everywhere.

He clenched his fists and throws curse here and there. Because he was not supposed to thought about her. She was just a teenager. But She was his wife too. He's not doing a Sin. He has every right to think about her.

He was sitting on the bed looking at some files on his laptop when Yumna came Infront of him.

She was wearing a beautiful Pashmina frock. And her bangles were making a beautiful sound. For a moment he was just looking at her.

"Behroze I'm saying something. Are you listening?"

"Hmmm what are you saying Yumna?"

Behroze asked focusing now his attention on her face.

"Behroze.....ammi said......"

"Ammi said what?"

Behroze asked sensing her hesitation.

"Behroze ammi wants Grandchildren."

Behroze was shocked at her statements. He never thought she would just blurted it out but what one say.

They both were sleeping at the far end of their sides of the bed. Nobody tried to say anything. Behroze shifted a bit towards Yumna. His hand was barely touching hers when a jolt of lighting halted up in Yumna's body. She intervined their hands together giving him her approval. And then it was just him and her. Finally they've become one by body and by soul.....well time will tell that.