Chapter 89

Chapter 89
I murdered him.

I murdered him.

I murdered him.

Ayzel's words were echoing in Zain's mind. His senses got numb. He did not realise that when Ayzel left the room. The time he returned to his senses, he rushed outside but before that, he told the doctor not to take Ayzel's words seriously she is under trauma.

Ayzel just confessed to a crime in front of two people.

Zain looked left and right. He saw Ayzel's distant figure as it left the hospital premises. He ran towards her. She was already outside. 

"Ayzel what's wrong with you? I have been shouting your name." Zain was out of breath. He said everything while holding and jerking Ayzel's arm. But it felt as if her soul was already turned into stone. Only the rigour mortis of her body was left. But breaths were still inside her.

Zain somehow managed to get her to sit in the car. He strictly ordered the driver to keep an eye on Ayzel.

The cause which brought them here, was still inside the hospital, battling for her life. Zain again rushed to the hospital. He waited for Farheen's drip to be finished. His mind and body were aching in tension and worry. He was handling two sensitive lives at a moment. But no one was here for him. 

Battling two fights at a time.

Finally, Farheen got discharged. Zain sat in the car with Farheen asleep in his embrace. The driver did not need to put much effort into keeping an eye on Ayzel as she remained relentless in her place. It felt like she had not even blinked her eyes for even a second. He was expecting a lachrymose drama. However, everything was happening in the opposite direction of his expectations.

But her demeanour was scaring Zain. Throughout the ride, she remained stone-faced. One can hardly distinguish between her and a sculpture, without touching.

When the car stopped inswasting a sewithout wasting a secondot out of the car and walked inside with a robotic gait.

Inside the mansion, everyone was eagerly waiting for them. Everyone saw her coming inside.

"Ayzel, where is Farheen? Is everything fine? How is my baby girl? My little one?" Restless Aliya Khanum asked her.

"Ayzel, say something!" Aliya Khanum gripped and shook her upper arm. But she did not give any reaction. She just walked upstairs.

"AYZEL, AYZEL!" Aliya Khanum kept shouting her name.

"Zain" When Asma said this, everyone's attention moved towards him.

"Dadi Jaan, where is Ayzel?" Zain asked Aliya Khanum.

"Son, she just went upstairs. But what's wrong with her? Is Farheen fine?" Aliya Khanum asked. She was sounding very terrified. She moved her hand on the cheek of sleeping Farheen.

"Dadi, take care of her. I will be right back." Zain gave Farheen into Aliya's hands and rushed upstairs.

"Ya Allah, khair! I am not sensing something good. Ya Allah, khair. What new storm is coming for my children's lives!" Aliya cried out. She sat on the sofa with Farheen on her lap. She creased her face again and again. Asma assured her, to have trust in Allah.

Burhan and Zikria exchanged worried looks.

Ayzel was sitting on her bed. She appeared to be possessed at the moment. The room's light was very dim. The aura of the room was dark and the shadows of ominious vibe were spread around the room. 

Zain gulped very hard. He sat beside Ayzel. He did not have the courage to initiate a talk. Her confession was still haunting him. Rather he did not dare to face her. But still he came to her. He wanted to find a solution for Farheen. He wanted to come out of that phase.

"I came to know that you were innocent, soon right after I left you in Jail," Ayzel spoke for the first time. But still she did not look at him. She was still staring into space. But it seemed that her eyes were seeing something else. May be falshes of the past.

"After receiving the threat of revenge from you, I left with Sameer. And soon right after that I came to know the truth. My days in hell started." She said it without any emotion.

"Ayzel...we will..talk about later. Farheen..needs..us right now." Zain's voice was shivering. He did not have the strength to listen truth.

"Tehmina Ali was your father's second wife and Warda's mother. I came to know it, Zain Skinder. You told me to be afraid of the day when I came to know about what skinders did with Tehmina. As my poor biyfried would not be able to tell the truth. But he was the one who told me and that day I died thousands death." Ayzel continued. Zain was feeling suffocated.

Tonight, he had to listen to her. Her tongue was speaking and her soul was reliving those moments.

Flash Back starts

Ayzel was very tired from all this happening. Sameer had brought her and Arham to a house. It was a very distant location. Ayzel did not see any houses nearby.

"Go upsatirs, Ist room. Take rest with Arham. You need it. I know today was very tough for you. But soon, things will get smother for you. I will not let you and Arham feel low about anything. I will always be there for both of you." Ssmeer threw his nice words. He held Ayzel's hand and tried to kiss it. But Ayzel took back her hand. She did not feel comfortable about it. She was still in Zain's nikkah. But Sameer did not like it. His expression told.

"Umm, I am going upstairs. I should take a rest. See you later." Arham was asleep in her arms. She went upstairs.

Hardly had she closed her eyes for twenty minutes. Her sleep was disturbed by the loud sounds of males laughters. Like they were celebrating something. Raucous laughter. She felt disgusted about it.

She went downstairs. Along with Sameer he heard the voices of two other males unknown to her. They were drinking alcohol. The air was wrapped with heavy smokes of cigarettes. 

Who the hell were those people?

Ayzel peeked inside the room.

"Well done, my boy. You did today which I could not have done in the last two decades. You took my revenge from those skinders today. My heart was blooming when I saw those skinders inside the bars." An elderly male praised Sameer. His face was pure evil.

"But I will be more pleased when I make that Ayzel and Zain's pup a widow and an orphan respectively." That man spoke again. 

" Don't worry. It will happen soon. But not in an easy way. He has to die a brutal death. But you must have seen his face today. Poor man, betrayed by his wife. Hahhahhahahhahhahaha!" Sameer laughed evilly.

"Oh, wow, wow. I can imagine it. He proved that he was the son of whom. Many years ago we fooled his father with a woman. And now, we also fooled him by a woman, by using the same woman's name. Tehmina Ali!" That old male spoke again.

"But we all should be thankful to that stupid Ayzel. That she believed in our fake story of Tehmina. We owe that victory to her." That third person spoke. He was a member of their gang.

"Ayzel was just a pawn in this game. Found and directed by me. I planned to send her inside Skinder mansion. From the beginning to the end, my innocent puppet danced in my direction without knowing. My fake calls before her wedding, my fake saviour police friend, the attack my hired man did on her and Osama, my fake wounds given by Zain etc etc." Sameer was enjoying telling his every art.

"All of that was easy. The only difficulty I faced was holding my laugh, whenever that stupid girl believed in my words." Sameer laughed.

"Now you can laugh wholeheartedly! Cheers!" The old man said clicking his drink with Sameer's glass. They all broke into laugh again.

But Ayzel was shattered worse than a glass. The earth below her feet was snatched and the roof above her head was destroyed by her own hands. What had she done?

First, she felt numb and cold like ice. Then her blood boiled like a volcano. Out of impulse she attempted a wrong move.

She just marched inside the room and slapped Sameer very hard on the face. Instead of defence she chose offence. Now, she would pay for it.

"You disgusting vile man! Why? Why did you do this to me?" She was jerking him by his collar.

"I am going to the police right now!" She was about to leave, but Sameer gripped her by her arm and twisted it very badly. She screamed very badly. She was hurting very badly.

"So, the mice got a very sharp tongue! Ha!" He put more force on her arm.

"Ahhh! Sameer leave my arm. Let me go!" She cried in pain. Her face was red and teary.

Sameer now turned her in front of him, only to slap her hard. It was a brutal slap. The impact of it made her land on the floor. Her lips got cut.

"Do you want to know, who was Tehmina Ali?" That old man gripped her by the hair and made her stand on her feet.

"She was my sister and Ibrahim Skinder's second wife. Mother of Warda Skinder!" Now Ayzel felt an invisible slap on her soul after hearing it.

"Your late father-in-law destroyed my business, many years ago. He was in the mafia too! But had a problem with my woman and child trafficking business!" Saliva was coming out of his mouth in anger.

"He destroyed me, so I decided to destroy him. My sister trapped her in a fake love web. And rest you know how we took the lives of two skinders. We wanted to end their children as well. But now we will do it. Aliya and Zikria Skinder would be alive to bury their children! Hahhahahahahaha" After an evil laugh he threw Ayzel again on the floor.

"Zain just like his father, falls for you as well. But you know what it was never a plan. Through your innocence, I just wanted to extract information from his Pandora's box. But my dear Ayzel, you did well, without knowing. As his wife, you performed well and doubled the taste of our victory. The anger and hurt of betrayal on his face, was worth seeing." Sameer told her amusingly.

"Ask anything from me, my dear Sameer. Cash, diamonds, drugs and women. Only because of you my dream of revenge is fulfilled today!" Tehmina's brother was in the 7th sky. So, Sameer did it only for money.

"You will never succeed further. The Zain Skinder, I know, will find his way even in purgatory as well only to haunt you as well. I don't care about myself what he will make me pay. But, you will regret, why you were even born on this planet." Ayzel spat on his face.

And here all hell breaks loose.

Sameer took her to another room and started beating her mercilessly. After a few minutes, she lost her consciousness.

When she opened her eyes, she was in a dark basement with Arham. Every corner of her body was aching in pain. Sameer was still there, waiting for her to gain consciousness. Only to tell her, that she had lost her dignity to him. It was the last nail in her coffin. She lost herself after that. It was the result of her sins. The husband who should be worshipped, went into prison because of her.

For sleep, a dirty bed was placed there. A simple toilet facility was there too. But it was a dark and depressing room. From heaven to hell, she travelled this journey in one and a half years.

Due to the insistence of Hazrat Hawa A.S (Eve), Hazrat Adam A.S (Adam) got out of heaven.

In the same way, Ayzel destroyed heaven.

Sameer came at regular intervals to beat her. Food supply was limited to her and Arham. But he never abused her again. Ayzel got used to her beatings.

"Forgive me, my son. Forgive me." She became a culprit of her son as well. Just one mistake and many lives were lost. She prayed day and night for Zain to come and take his revenge. At least, Arham would be rescued.

After a few weeks, Ayzel was feeling extreme nausea and dizziness. Due to weakness, she did not even attend Arham. She again lost her focus and all her senses went numb.

When she opened her eyes, an IV was attached to her hand. She was still in the basement.

"What happened?" She asked in a meek voice from doctor.

"You are pregnant." Another hell was broken on her.

Sin on Sin

A sin breathing inside her.

Killing that sin, would be a sin too.

Was her life not already darker than this thing had to happen?

She wanted to take her life, but one look at Arham, and she had to skip that option.

Depression

Darkness

Sadness

And hatred for the upcoming child. She prayed for its death. 

Just all the negative options around her.

Only for the sake of Arham she was keeping her sanity. She was counting every moment. When will Zain come? She was ready to bear his every torture but he did not come. No sign of him. 

Was he even alive?

Burhan?

Osama?

Where were they? Don't they want revenge? Aren't they missing Arham?

What would happen to Arham and her?

Sameer did not pay any attention to her pregnancy. He was the father, yet no feelings for it. He did not let Ayzel have any proper checkup or medicine.

The time passed. Her belly started to show. And when she felt the baby moments inside her, the feelings of hatred inside her took a turn.

Her heart melted more when one day Arham touched and moved his tiny hands around her belly.

"Mama...baby..?" He asked in innocence.

"Yes, a new baby" the dam of tears broke down. She cried hard while hugging Arham.

How could she hate that innocent who has not taken his first breath yet?

She will love that child. She promised.