(IT'S GONNA HAVE A LOT OF COUPLES)
In a village, where justice is scarce, a girl of 11 is married off due to a tragic misunderstanding.
Her 17-year-old husband, torn apart by his brother's murder, burdened by duty, becomes her unexpected protector...
Since I have Sherlock Holmes for readers they already guessed today's chapter, suspense toh raha he nahi. However, this chapter also is specially for all of my lovely readers who motivate me to keep writing. You ppl hold such importance for me. *big fat hugs* <he's so gorgeous ╥﹏╥>
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"Don't worry, Chote Khan. She is just sleeping," Khanum attempted to soothe Almeer, her voice a gentle reassurance amidst his frantic movements. Almeer's nerves were frayed, his mind unable to comprehend the scene before him.
"Kya matlab she is just sleeping? She is literally bathing in blood!!!!!" he exclaimed, his hands gesturing wildly as he paced back and forth. The white t-shirt he had donned earlier now clung to his skin with sweat, proof of the intensity of his anxiety.
Khanum couldn't help but stifle a laugh at Almeer's panicked state. "Almeer beta, stop overreacting," she urged softly, her tone filled with affectionate amusement. However, Almeer appeared on the verge of a breakdown, his distress palpable as he struggled to process the situation unfolding before him.
After Almeer's panicked scream reverberated through the haveli, Khanum rushed into his room, her heart pounding with fear at the sight that greeted her. Aynoor lay on the floor, seemingly lifeless, and for a fleeting moment, even Khanum felt a surge of panic. However, upon closer inspection, she realized – Aynoor was on her first period.
Despite Khanum's efforts to reassure him, Almeer remained in a state of agitation, his anxiety palpable as he fretted over Aynoor's well-being. Khanum struggled to contain her exasperation, tempted to swat him in frustration.
Amidst the chaos, Aynoor stirred awake, her confusion evident as she took in the scene around her. Her gaze landed on Almeer, who appeared as if he had just seen a ghost, his features contorted with worry.
"Khan, aapko kya hua?" Aynoor inquired, her voice laced with concern as she noticed the distress etched on his face. Khanum couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, amused by the irony of the situation.
"Maa, aap yaha kyu hai?" Aynoor questioned Khanum, puzzled by her presence in the room. Khanum's smile widened as she realized that her daughter-in-law was completely unaware of the chaos she had unwittingly caused.
"Mai bas tumhe dekhne aayi thi, tumse kuch baat karni hai," Khanum said softly, her tone gentle as she addressed Aynoor. Aynoor nodded in acknowledgment, her curiosity piqued by Khanum's words. However, her gaze soon fell upon the blood-stained carpet beneath her, her eyes widening in alarm as she turned to Almeer and Khanum.
"Y....ye..ye ky..kya hai??" she stammered, her voice trembling with fear and confusion. Almeer's own expression mirrored her helplessness, adding to her growing sense of dread. Desperately seeking reassurance, Aynoor turned to Almeer, only to find him looking just as terrified as her.
"Bolein naa!! Ye kaisa khoon hai..." she implored, her voice breaking as tears began to stream down her cheeks. Khanum moved quickly to comfort her, gently taking her hand in hers.
