The lamb and flag was the high listed bar of the Khashiq. Only the elite, A-lister people came here for fun that meant girls.
It was posh, luxurious, full of colours and vibe however what made the bar so distinct was its bar girls.
It was a rule, in lamb and flag bar the girls only wore a piece of thong along with a thin bra which was not enough to hide their bodies from the drunk, predatory eyes that stalked them.
For the A- listers lewd bastards with high sexual needs this bar was heaven.
Nirvana had never set a foot in this place, it was too low for his aura, almost against his rule but tonight his rage made him break his rule and come here.
The bar which was shining with dark and silver lights, loud music accompanying the high of liquor suddenly turned quiet as a cemetery when Nirvana stood on its doorstep.
Every one stopped whatever they were doing and looked towards the king of their nation.
He wore a crisp black and white suit, hair gelled back, his stony eyes surveying the atmosphere.
The man looked hot with his demeanor hotter.
The crowd parted instinctively. Men who had moments ago been drowning in sin now bowed their heads like an obedient disciples. Those seated stood without being told.
As Nirvana progressed with his mighty steps the women of the bar found their heart beating as if it was in a race.
The seasoned one felt their pussy salivate in want while the new one gulped.
Nirvana- The king of Khashiq was a vision.
Tall, rugged, handsome like hercules and dangerous.
The manager of the hour thought it was his lucky lottery, his eyes gleaming with greed as he passed through the sea of people and approached the king.
“My king, it is our luckiest night to have you tonight here. We are pleased to serve you. Please tell us what you want. We have blonde, red heads, milfy beauties, even those girls with tender buds.. untouched and unexplored.”
“The last one,” Ordered Nirvana without even thinking rationally. At this moment, he just wanted to show Reyna that he can be satisfied with or without her.
“You will be served with our best girl, my king,” the manager assured, placing his hand on his heart.
Nirvana spared him a glance, disgust evident on his features. He was talking about girls like they were some new brand of whiskeys in the market.
However he chose to ignore and strolled forward to the vvip room, this business was legal. Now if he treats his girls like a girl or whiskey doesn't matter.
Nirvana entered the vvip section, few other men not equal to his caliber but equal enough to acquire a place in vvip section sat there.
Almost all of them have entertaining girls, only in thin thongs and shiny bras sitting on their laps.
They stand up from their places and bowed their heads once they saw him. Nirvana gave a single nod and then sank into a leather chair like a monarch reclaiming his throne.
Throwing his head back on the chair he closed his eyes.
Behind those closed eyes he tried to see another face or nothing at all but he saw was her.
Reyna….
Nirvana scratched the end of his eyebrow, why the hell could he not get that girl out of his mind.
It's not like he wants her or loves her.
He only lusts at her.
Yes, that was the truth. Her presence or absence does not affects until his mind gets filled with different positions he tries with her.
So lost in thought of Reyna he did not even realize when a bar girl approached him. She was in a silver tiny thong and an equally small silver bra. Her face was full of seduction as she swayed her hips in the sensual music and placed her hands on his shoulders.
Feeling her touch Nirvana unfurled his eyes.
The girl smiled like a siren. Tonight was the luckiest night of her life, she was getting a golden chance of entertaining the king of this world.
She swayed her hips with a slower rhythm, her big boobs swaying right in front of his face.
Nirvana threw his head back again as she slowly sat down on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.
His eyes zeroed at the red lights shining over his head.
The first time he saw her she was wearing red.
The anger in her eyes when she fights with him was also red.
When she cums all over his dick she gets crimson as the similar shade of red.
Or when he bites her lips in pretense of kissing them..those lips takes a colour of red.
Red. Red. Red.Red.
“Reyna”
He pronounced and the girl grinding on his lap stopped her movement and looked at him.
Placing a hand on his face she neared his face and tried to place a kiss on his lips however before she could do that Nirvana stood up making her slide from his lap and fall down on the floor.
“Ow,” the girl cried, gathering everyone's eyes on her.
The men and women stopped, everyone stared at their king in sheer fear as he breathed hard standing in the tip of anger.
“My king is everything alright!?” The manager came running to the boss of this world. He turned his eyes to the bar girl serving Nirvana,“Foolish woman, what did you do !” He glared, snapping at her.
“She did nothing,” Nirvana cut her in as she tried to defend herself.
He pulled two thick stacks of cash from his pockets. One he threw on the table. The other he handed to the girl who was seducing him a moment ago but failed to do so.
“Make sure to increase the length of their dresses,” he glared at the manager before storming out of the bar.
…
Reyna sat on the side of the bed, biting on her nails.
She hated Nirvana at the moment more than she ever had.
He was a snake, whenever he opened his mouth he spoke poison to her and her son.
Fuck ! He even had a audacity to called Ahren a bastard!
However Reyna knew if not now then later there will be a day where he would want to cut his own tongue for spitting those words to Ahren and Reyna could not wait for that.
She was just waiting for the day of his regret.
But what she never expected… was for him to leave her and seek physical intimacy with another woman.
The thought alone made her blood boil. She grabbed a showpiece from the side table and hurled it to the marble floor with a crack.
“Ahhhh!” She screamed, gripping her hair. The thought of him being in another woman's arms was like acid to her soul.
Ahren stirred in his sleep at her scream. Reyna immediately leaned over, soothing his stomach gently until he settled.
She gazed at his innocent face, her heart aching with the memory of all the times he would try to go to his father.
Her son always tried…always and always.
But in return, he got nothing. Not even a look of kindness from his father.
However, it was out of control for Reyna.
After marriage she has been addicted to sex. Sex with only and only Nirvana.
That man was a sorcerer to make a once innocent and career driven woman like her a sex hungry bitch who always wants her husband.
His face, his arms, his legs, his shoulders, his back, his thighs, his cock….ughhh Reyna wiped her tears as she felt herself getting wet by his thoughts only.
He really was a perfect man…at least physically if not morally.
She hated herself, even now she is not proud of herself as shame gnawed at her but she hopes that no Witch could touch him and satisfy him like she does.
Hell !!! NO ONE EVEN TOUCH HIM.
However, if……
Reyna wiped her betraying tears and turned her eyes to the knife sitting near the fruit basket.
She will kill Nirvana and that bloody witch.
As the red rage gripped her mind she reached for the knife to see how sharp it was but at the same time the door of her bedroom pushed open and in came Nirvana.
As soon as she saw him Reyna did not think twice and threw the knife at him.
For a split second, his eyes widened in shock but he ducked just in time. The knife lodged itself into the polished wooden doorframe.
“REYNA !! YOU MAD WOMAN !!! WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE DOING?!”
Nirvana shouted as he eyed the knife which was hanging on the door.
“Mad woman mad woman huh !” Reyna muttered as she breathed deeply in rage.
She grabbed the fruit basket and began throwing fruits at him.
Nirvana catched and then dropped every fruit she was hitting him with.
Apple.
Oranges.
Banana
Grapes
At last the dragon fruit.
“Fuck!!” Nirvana cussed when the spikes of dragon fruit pricked his hand. He instantly dropped the fruit.
“Why are you acting like my mum? She would do the same when I would throw her handmade food in the dustbin behind her back,” He snapped.
“Mum…mum huh !” Reyna gritted out as she walked to him. Standing in front of him she looked into his eyes.
With her arms crossed across her chest she looked none less than a queen on a mission.
She glared at him and then suddenly held his collar, Nirvana stumbled on his feet and stared as she tried to search for something in his collar. Going behind him she looked at the backside of his collar and then coming in front of she searched his shirt for something and then finally at last she glared at his crotch and before Nirvana could understand what she was upto Reyna cupped his crotch area making him widen his eyes.
She clutched his dick which was soft, not hard as she had thought.
Reyna narrowed her eyes on him,“I hope it went to sleep unattended.”
She whispered icily as she left his crotch and turned around to go back but suddenly she turned around and hugged her tightly.
She crushed her body on to his, shocking Nirvana.
Slowly he melted into her arms as she nuzzled her nose in the crook of his neck.
Nirvana knew Reyna was once again on her toes, she was here in his arms again to beg him to touch her.
However instead of that, Reyna inhaled his cologne deeply before finally opening her eyes with a snap and then pushing him away from her.
Nirvana was ready to fight with her but when he saw that…..
Her face wet with tears….angry tears.
She was fuming like she never did before. She was one step away from killing him.
“You bastard!!”
Reyna yelled.
Nirvana's jaws clenched at her words,“Mind your tongue Reyna..You are crossing your limit,” he warned.
“Why do I stop myself when you can't stop yourself from fucking a two rupees whore !! Fucking dog in heat can't control your dick and here I was thinking I'm the bitchy one !!” Reyna cried, pathetically.
“What the fuck are you blabbering woman!!” Nirvana asked confused.
“What the fuck I'm blabbering!? Bloody cheater it's you who is reeking of another woman's scent not Me !!” She shouted at the top of her lungs not worrying if the whole house heard her.
Nirvana rubbed his hands on his face in frustration, the bar girl's heavy perfume was lingering on his body.
"Reyna listen–”
“I don't want to listen to anything,” Reyna screamed again, slapping his hand away from her and storming out of the room.
“Reyna !!!”
He was ready to go after her but a sound stopped him.
Turning around he looked at the bed.
Ahren was awake and was crying his heart out.
He decided to ignore him and go after Reyna.
However Ahren cried more loudly making grabby hands to his father.
Nirvana clenched his jaw, not wanting to hold him however looking at the way he was crying he had no other option.
Groaning, he picked him in his arms and ran after Reyna, god knows what the fuck she will do now.
Ahren got quiet as soon as his father held him. Wrapping his hands around his father's neck he hugged him tightly.
“Ahren, lose the hold a bit,” he had to say after Ahren almost choked him with the hug.
Ahren followed his father and turned to look at his mother who was running down the stairs.
“Reyna stop,” Nirvana called.
From behind came Aks and Zehra after hearing the commotion.
Both of them shared a look of confusion with each other seeing the scene in front of them and then ran after Nirvana who was going after Reyna.
“Reyna, stop and at least tell what's going on !” Zehra shouted, making Reyna stop on her track.
Reyna turned around at Zehra's voice. Not thinking twice she ran to her and hugged her tightly.
“Reyna,” Zehra called as she rubbed Reyna's back and tried to make her stop from crying.
“Zehra, Aks, your brother cheated on me. He came home after having sex with a random whore. Let me go out of here or I will kill him,” Reyna told them between her cries.
Nirvana rubbed his face on the other hand while Aks and Zehra froze in their places.
For a moment they forgot to think but when they did they looked at each other.
A silent conversation of eyes.
Their story was being repeated, but now openly.
Nirvana exhaled in frustration, so unusual for him to act like this in front of everyone but this situation was not an easy one.
“Brother. What is she saying…?” Shame lingered on his every word as gathering himself Aks asked to Nirvana.
It was easy for Nirvana to pick up that shame however at the moment he was so tangled in his problems that he could not notice the shame in Aks’s eyes or fear in Zehra's.
“What she is saying is completely wrong. I have not slept with another woman or cheated on her,” he tried to say but Reyna cut him off.
“Lies ! All lies. I could smell another woman's scent on you. Don't you feel any shame about lying so blatantly,” Reyna crocked out angrily through her sobs.
Zehra rubbed circles on her back to calm her down and shared a look with Aks who nodded in response and said to Reyna,“Reyna bhabhi, I don't think bhai can do something like that. He loves you. He can never cheat on you. It's not like him.”
However Reyna was not the one to pacify at this moment.
Wiping her tears she freed herself from Zehra's hug and looked at Aks as she spoke,“No Aks. You are wrong. Your brother is nothing like you. He is a cheater-” she spat glaring at Nirvana and turning her eyes again to Aks she put on painful smile and continued,“Unlike you who loves his wife like she is the sole reason of you living your life.”
Her words came like a slap to both Aks and Zehra.
They were not able to look at her anymore as both their heads bow down in shame. Aks in the shame of not being whatever his family thinks he is and Zehra for making Reyna believe her woven lies so blindly.
Reyna cupped Zehra's hand in hers and gently placed it over Aks’s. Both flinched as their skin touched like fire meeting fire, a heat that could burn them down to nothing but ashes
Lifting their eyes, Zehra and Aks looked at each other as Reyna spoke, her voice trembling, “I pray to the goddess that you two always remain like this, that your love never fades. May she bless you with children who bring joy to your hearts. And Aks…” she said, her teary eyes shifting back to him, “may you never become like your brother. Never break your wife's heart.”
Their life was definitely playing a big game with them. Zehra wanted to stop Reyna, tell her to not wish for something like what they had.
Because what they have in their relationship was a shame, a taboo which was hard to accept in the face of the world.
“Don’t say that, Reyna,” Zehra tried to intervene. She can not let Reyna keep wishing for a relationship like theirs.
It was worse than wishing death upon someone. It was worse than any other sin of the world.
“Why should I not !?” Reyna asked chuckling, her anger evaporating in thin air, what was left was pain and a tinge of envy.
“Oh shut up Reyna !” Nirvana finally snapped. His voice was harsher than he ever intended.
It made Reyna flinch and she slowly turned around to look at him. Nirvana let go of a sigh seeing the broken look on her face.
Never in his wild dreams he had thought of her being this broken because of him.
It felt like she loved him and he betrayed her.
Shaking his head slightly at her pouting face he stepped forward and circled his free hand around her shoulder. Reyna tried to jerk his hand away but his hold was firm.
“Reyna, I am saying this one final time. I did not cheat on you. That is not what my parents taught me. Right Aks ?” He asked his brother.
Aks who was lost in his thoughts flinched at his words and nodded.
“Yes brother,” he whispered, shame gnawing at the thought of his parent’s.
Reyna stared at Nirvana, peeking at his soul not only in his eyes.
She found truth in them.
“Thik hai (okay)” she nodded, wiping her tears. She took Ahren from his hand who had slept in between their fight.
Nirvana tightened his hold on her shoulder and whispered,“You are about to get a hard lesson Reyna,” with that he took her to their room .
Zehra and Aks stood there alone, under the dim brightness of the chandelier.
“No matter what happens, never tell our secrets to anyone,” Aks said after a long moment of silence.
The thought of his brother despising him for betraying his wife had always haunted him. It was a slow, gnawing kind of death.
He dreaded the day his truth would come to light.
“Your love for your family is your only saving grace, Aks,” Zehra replied. “Don’t worry I will not tell anyone about your affair. I don’t want to hurt my family either.”
They reached an unspoken agreement and turned to head back to their rooms when, suddenly, the main door burst open. Izan stood there, a crying Clover by his side.
Zehra's eyes widened seeing Clover's state, Aks was equally stunned.
“What the fuck you did to her !!!” Everyone flinched at Aks’s voice as he roared seeing Clover's state.
She was a crying mess, it looked like she was one step away from having a panic attack. Her breathing was uneven and she was looking like a thin stick in her crying state.
Izan snapped his eyes to his brother, his eyes equally red with fury.
“Don’t you take her side brother, she deserves all those tears,” he clenched out.
“Clover,” Zehra whispered gently, pulling the little girl into her arms.
Clover hid her red face on Zehra's shoulder and cried her heart out once she came in familiar arms which felt safe unlike Izan’s.
“Shut up, Izan! What the hell did you do to her? She looks so weak, and just this morning, she was perfectly fine,” Aks snapped, his voice filled with rising fury.
Izan clenched his jaw, his anger was getting out of his control. If it was a normal situation he would have taken her in his arms and told her to stop crying but right now she deserves those tears for her sluttiness.
“As I said bhai she deserves those tears..” Izan muttered coldly.
“Izan you are acting out of your mind,” Zehra said, her voice firm but calm.
Izan let out a heavy sigh and stepped forward to take Clover from Zehra, but she flinched at his touch.
Aks’s lips thinned into a tight line as he watched his brother’s behavior.
“Izan, go to your room. Clover’s not going with you tonight,” Aks announced.
“What?” Izan protested. “You cannot separate me from my wife! I cannot sleep without her beside me!”
“I don't care. She looks like she will get a panic attack if she stays one minute more in your presence. So Iam taking her to our room. Her and Zehra will sleep together on the bed while I'll take the couch,” Aks was ready to move after making a final decision.
“Yes we can do that,” Zehra nodded.
“No I'm not leaving my clovy,” Izan slurred, grabbing her wrist.
Clover winced when he held the same wrist which he had hurt earlier.
He left her as soon as she winced and that is when he noticed a purple bruise coming on her wrist.
“Let’s ask Clover what she wants,” Aks said calmly and turning to her asked, “Clover, will you come with us?”
Clover looked between Izan and the others. Then, slowly gathering all her courage she nodded.
Zehra gave her a soft, reassuring smile.
“Go to your room, Izan. Clover will be safe with us,” Aks said firmly, as the three of them turned to head upstairs.
Clover glanced back at Izan one last time.
She shivered at the sight of the icy, red fury blazing in his eyes.
He is not going to leave her this easily.
She knew it.
Aks opened the door of the room for the girls.
Once inside, Zehra made Clover sit on the bed and Aks went to fetch a glass from the side table.
Zehra wiped Clover's tears and Aks passed her a glass of water.
“Here, drink some water,” he said. Clover looked up at her brother and slowly took the glass from him.
“Don’t be afraid of me Clover. I'm on your side. Izan is a bit drunk right now but tomorrow I will definitely take his class,” he tried to assure her as nicely as he could, however his voice still sounded cold.
Clover did not mind his cold tone and gave him a nod passing him the glass of water.
“Now would you like to tell me what happened tonight that made you cry so much and Izan so angry ?” Zehra asked, raising Clover's chin and making her look at her.
Clover's lips trembled as she looked at her eyes.
What happened an hour ago again made her tremble with fear.
After a long time Clover was feeling happy. He has brought her to a purple themed restaurant which added to her delight as it was her favourite colour.
Taking her hand in his Izan brought her to a round table, booked for them. The purple lights were dancing on their skin as the couple sat under the silver chandelier..
A waiter, young and handsome, came and greeted them,”Good evening sir. Good evening ma'am. This is our restaurant’s special menu. Please let me know what you would like to order,” he said.
Izan spared a look to the waiter and then to his wife who was looking down at her knotted fingers, feeling nervous in a second man’s presence.
“Alright, now go. I will call you after deciding what to order,” Izan waved him off.
As he went away Izan passed the menu to his wife who flinched when he suddenly came closer to her.
“Let me know what my Clovy would like to eat tonight,” he said softly.
Clover looked at him with her eyes widened. She gulped, now she has to decide for both of them.
Rubbing her sweaty palms together she scanned the menu booklet.
Her eyes stopped at different types of dishes from different cuisines. Her stomach grumbling at how tempting and even cute the name sounded.
Izan waited for her patiently as she took her leisure time to choose a dish.
Clover peeked up at him through her lashes, then slowly dragged her tongue over her bottom lip. With a hesitant smile, she placed her index finger on…
“Sushi.”
A smile curled on Izan's lips,“Okay Sushi it is.”
He nodded and was about to give a call for the waiter but Clover again said.
“Dumplings.”
She said, adding a Chinese taste to a Japanese one.
Izan raised a brow, as she did not stop there and keenly watched the other dishes on the menu booklet.
“Nachos”
Alright, it's going to become a colourful dinner night. Good.
“Pasta.”
Italian checked.
“Chicken Tikka Masala.”
Clover whispered, licking her lips and then meeting his eyes again she bit her bottom lip making him take a deep breath.
“And Vanilla cake please,” Clover spoke, closing the menu booklet and sliding it towards him.
Izan smiled at his Clover cuteness. She was being adorable as always.
He placed a kiss on her blushy cheeks and called the waiter.
He ordered everything which Clover demanded.
Once it was on the table he did not have to say anything to Clover because she literally attacked the food.
“Clovy, eat slowly baccha,” he said, rubbing her back as she coughed on her third morsel.
Clover blinked at him innocently and then nodded before getting back to eating the different cuisines.
Izan chuckled at his wife and started with his dinner.
He kept staring at her with nothing but affection in those greyish eyes even forgetting about eating his food.
After she was done with her dinner, Clover eyed the cake on his plate.
Izan chuckled, she was eyeing his food like he eyes her. With greed of want.
He took a piece of cake on his spoon and brought the spoon near her lips.
“Nuh,” Clover shook her head and looked down, joining her hands together.
“Clover,” he called in a strict tone. “Have it,my life,” he said. Clover gulped seeing the look of possession and authority in his eyes.
Slowly she parted her lips and ate the cake from his hand.
Izan awarded her another smile and fed the rest of the cake with his hand.
At the end of their dinner the same waiter came back to clean the table.
“I hope you enjoyed your dinner ma'am and sir,” he said, smiling at Clover because he did not have in him to meet Izan's eyes.
Clover looked up at the waiter and passed him a sweet smile,”Thank you,” she mouthed to him and that was enough for Izan's anger to blow up.
Without wasting a moment he slammed the waiter’s head on the table.
The glassware shattered, and in an instant, all Clover could see was blood pouring uncontrollably as the waiter collapsed in front of her.
She stumbled away from the table, horrified, while Izan continued slamming his head into the shards, over and over again, each blow more violent than the last
At the end the waiter lost his life and fell on the floor.
Dead.
No one said a word.
Not even the owner of the restaurant.
Everyone looked with their heart in their throat as Izan slowly stood up from his chair, wiping the blood off his hand from the edge of the table cloth.
Clover stood frozen in place, her eyes wide and bloodshot, trembling as fear rooted her to the spot
It was not Izan but a monster standing in front of her. Who was glaring at her like he was one step away from snapping her head out of her body.
“Bahut garmi chadi hai na.. chal saari garmi utarta hu teri,” he growled, closing the distance between them. His face inches from hers as he grabbed her wrist in a bruising hold and yanked her out of the restaurant.
Clover did not know what he was going to do with her but she knew whatever he planned for her was worse than anything she could imagine.
Izan pulled her out of the restaurant and once reaching to his car he opened the door and threw her inside the car.
”Ahh,” Clover gasped, landing on the backseat with a full force.
“How could you, Clover? How could you smile at another man !!” He shouted at her and then let out a scream clutching his hair.
His body was shaking with fury and he was unable to control himself.
Flinging open the front door of the car, he reached into the glove compartment, pulled out a bottle of whiskey, and downed it in one long, desperate gulp.
He leaned against the car and threw the bottle against the pavement of the parking lot.
Clover winced at the sound.
He turned to look at her. His eyes were darker now, almost wild.
Clover shrank back into the seat, her heart thudding in terror.
She knew that look very well.
She glued herself to the corner of the car, her attempt to save herself from a monster called Izan.
Her husband Izan.
However the fury had completely captured Izan as not giving a damn about his surroundings he approached her and opened the zip of his pants.
“No please…..”
Clover whispered but Izan once again did not listen to her.
“I am your husband. Only I can quench your thirst,” he said before pulling her close and flipping her dress to her waist.
“No!!!” Clover cried but he did not hear.
Tearing her panties he thrusted in her core, ripping a painful scream out of her throat.
Clover flinched out of her thoughts, blinking as she took in her surroundings.
She was seated at a table, and Zehra was gently helping her change clothes.
Zehra carefully slid her arm through the sleeve of a soft nightshirt.
“There you go. Now you are comfortable,” Zehra said with a warm smile, cupping Clover’s cheeks. “No more tears, okay?” she added, gently wiping away the ones still falling.
“Can you put on the pajamas by yourself, sweetie?” Zehra asked softly.
Clover nodded without hesitation.
She was not wearing a panty and her vagina must be….
Zehra smiled and turned around, giving her privacy.
Clover somehow managed to stand on her feet though it was difficult. No wonder she needed Zehra's help in getting dressed.
She wore the pajamas with great difficulty and started walking out of the closet along with Zehra however only two steps and her legs gave up.
“Clover!” Zehra cried, supporting Clover before she could fall down.
“Aks come fast we need your help,” she screamed for Aks who came running to them.
“She is too weak at the moment, please carry her to the bed,” she said and Aks nodded without hesitation.
He gently lifted Clover in his arms and carried her over, settling her carefully on the bed.
To his surprise, Clover didn’t flinch. Instead, a small cry escaped her lips as her body touched the mattress.
Zehra lay down beside her, wrapping an arm around her.
“Shh..shh it's okay. These things happen. Now don't cry and just go to sleep,” She whispered, soothing Clover as best as she could.
Aks sat on the couch on the side and said,“Zehra is right, clover. Stop crying. I promise you I will talk to Izan about this.”
Eventually, after much calming from both husband and wife, Clover drifted into a deep, exhausted sleep.
When he thought Clover was finally asleep Aks spoke, breaking the silence that emerged in the room.
“Zehra.”
“Hmm…”
“Both the couples don't look like the perfect couple that we assume,” he said, quietly not wanting to disturb Clover's sleep.
Zehra looked towards the couch where he laid, though he was talking to her but his eyes were focused on the ceiling, lost in thought.
“Every couple has some sort of issue. The important thing is how toxic the issue is. If it is something that could be improved over time then it is nice but if it is something whose weightage one has to carry for the rest of their life it becomes insufferable ... .like our situation,”She said, in equally dim tone.
Aks did not anything to tackle her words. She was right in more than some ways.
“They bared their issues in front of us but we can never let them know that–”
“You cheat on me,” Zehra sighed, knowing well how much he cared for his brother's views on him. “Do not worry Aks I'm not telling anyone about your betrayal.”
“Zehra it was not a–” he tried to speak but Zehra cut him off once again.
“I don't want to hear anything Aks. Let me sleep I have a job to go tomorrow,” with that she closed her eyes and pulled Clover more to her chest who snuggled to Zehra's warmth in her sleep.
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