Daastan E Ishq - داستانِ عشق

B&W 3.

"kia aap waqai mujhe is room me nahi denge?" She asked stepping inside the room after a total of three days, eye casted down. She didn't bother him for days to let him cool down and then to discuss what had been happening between them.
(Will you really not let me stay in this room)

"Wafa mujhse behs mat Karo. Me tumhe yeh pyaar se samjha raho tumhara alag room me rehna hi behtar hai" she looked up and her breath hitched. The sight of a shirtless Buraak made her eye wide and not a second later she was looking back down with burning cheeks.

Ohh Allah.

"Lekin..." She started again toying with heer dupatta trying not to think of what she had gotten a glimpse of.
(But...)

"Wafa..." He prolonged with a tired sigh making her look up and away just as quickly.

"Theek hai. Bus itna Bata Dena kion?" She asked now looking into his deep eyes.
(Alright. Just tell me why?)

"Mujhe nahi pasand kisi ke saath apna room share karna. Aur phir tumhi ne kaha tha ke agar mujhe koi baat achi na lage tu tumhe befikar hoke Bata do." He said holding her shoulder making her coy in his embrace. She tried not to let her eyes move not down nor to the side. Her best option. His eyes.
(I don't like sharing my room with anyone. Besides you told to inform you first hand if I don't like anything)

"Aapko Meri koi baat buri lagi hai?" She asked in a mere whisper like tone, feeling anxious as to what she could've done wrong this time.
(Did you not like something that I must've done?)

"Wafa tum bagair sawal kiye meri koi baat nahi maan sakti?" He asked letting go of her, frustration dripping from his words.
(Wafa can't you obey me once without asking so many questions?)

"But mujhe akele dar lagta hai" she said not wanting to meet his blank gaze.
(But I get scared when alone)

"Tumhe andhere se dar lagta hai, tumhe akele rehne see dar lagta hai. Aisa kia hai Wafa jisse tumhe dar nahi lagta? Bolo? Kal ko tum kaho go tumhe mujhse bhi darlagta hai phir? " His laughed making her flinch back from his hold.
(You're scared of the dark. You're scared of being alone. What is there that you're not afraid of Wafa? Oke day you'll say you're even scared of me then what?)

"Aapi Mera mazak ura rahe hain" she said, her voice breaking with a series of sniffles resounding in his room.
(You're making fun of me)

"Zaroorat hai kia mujhe? Nahi tum Bata do kia mere saans lene see bhi tumhe dar lagta hai?" He mocked making tears of humiliation slide down her cheeks.
(Do I even have to? No just tell me if me breathing also scares you?)

She ran out of the room- wiping her cheeks with the end of sleeve- down the hall into the room he had gotten fixed for her.

She closed the door blindly and slid against it. Her head on her knees as all the mocking that she has ever endured in her life for how she was toppled over her.

Her cried turned into hiccups from tht ringing voices of her classmates and cousins laughing at her. Now even Buraak saw her as an idiot. She looked up from her lap and couldn't see anything around her.

Her breath hitched feeling something cold fan the shell of her ear. Her heart rate increased making her tears cease a little. She didn't dare look beside her but instead her eyes registered the dark of the room.