New Order

The whole day had passed but she didn't eat anything yet. And neither Shah Mir called her for lunch. He had left her in her condition as he knows she herself will come out of the room when she feels starving.

And the same happened, it was seven o'clock in the evening when she came out of the room and went towards the kitchen. She didn't find Shah Mir anywhere in the house.

Taking slow steps, she came to the kitchen. On the stoves, dishes were cooking and the aroma of cooked food was spreading in the entire kitchen. Aleezay was feeling miserable because of starvation.

She quickly took out a plate and a spoon from the cabinet and ran to the stove. Because of hunger, she wasn't getting anything. That's why her hand burned as she grabbed the hot lid of the dish.

Meanwhile, Mrs Fatima, who, after offering prayer, was going towards the lawn, got alert as she abruptly heard Aleezay's voice. Taking slow steps, she came to the kitchen where she saw Aleezay sitting on the floor, crying. Her hand had turned whole red.

She came near her, Aleezay still didn't realize that it was the same old woman whom she had considered a maid.

“Oh God daughter, what happened? How did it burn?” In a concerned voice, she asked, holding her hand.

“I…I was feeling hungry. I…was taking out f….food. A…and my hand burned.” In a crying state, she narrated herself.

Though Aleezay used to act very strong, she was actually too fragile. And that was the reason Haadi also takes great care of her.

“Daughter, you should have called a servant. Ok let's go with me, I will put something on it.” She coaxed Aleezay and took her with herself to her room. She bandaged her hand while crying of Aleezay had turned to sobbing now.

“Don't cry daughter, it's just a small injury. It will heal soon.” She put a gentle hand on her head as she spoke to her in a soft and sweet voice, making Aleezay stare at her with surprise expressions.l on her face.

“Rafiq..” The elderly woman called the servant and he appeared at that very moment.

“Yes madam.”

“Bring something for eating for my daughter-in-law.” Following her order, the servant quickly went to the kitchen and brought a tray of food for Aleezay. Meanwhile, Shah Mir's car came into the house stopping in front of the gate. Seeing him, all the servants stopped dead on their feet.

“Greetings, sir.”

“Mmm, for whom you are carrying this food in the evening?” With stern eyes, he looked at the servant then at the tray of food holding in his hand.

“This…an elder madam told me to bring food for the younger madam.” Listening to his dominating voice, the servant quickly answered with a bowed head. Shah Mir gestured him to leave as he went to his room.

“Take this, daughter. Eat the food.” She forwarded the plate to Aleezay and she without thinking or considering anything started eating. She kept on eating to relieve her growling stomach because of hunger while on the order of Shah Mir, the servant was standing outside of the room, waiting for her to finish her food.

“Have you finished?” After a while, the elderly woman asked, seeing her full.

“Yes.” She replied in an innocent voice, putting the plate on the table. The woman smiled at her reaction.

“Madam, Shah Mir sir is calling you to his room.” A wave of fear clouded her face the moment she heard his name. She turned and looked at Fatima with a pity face.

“Don't be scared, go to him. He is your husband. You are obliged to follow every order of him.” For a moment, she felt herself a prisoner as she heard the word husband from her. But then she stood up, and following the servant she went to the room of Shah Mir.

Don't know why her egoistic nature arose in her the moment she came here.

“Speak…” She asked him rudely.

“Come, sit here.” He patted the seat beside him on the sofa without giving a damn to her rude behavior.

The death glare of his eyes gave her a signal so she silently sat near him without uttering a word.

“I'm calling the servant to shift all your things to this room. From today on, you will stay here.” Aleezay didn't like his new order as she questioned him, arching her brow. “So would you like to stay with me in my room?” He glared at her with stoic eyes.

“I will also stay here.” He said joyfully.

“What do you mean? Do you mean I will stay with you in this room?” With a scoff face, she shrieked at him.

“Yes, of course.” He replied with a smirk.

“And what made you think that I will follow your words?” Still, she was testing his limit.

“You have to follow.” He declared himself in a dead serious voice. For a moment, her heart urged to stand up and walk out of the room.

“What if I don't follow?” Again Aleezay turned to her true self, showing her stubbornness. In less than a second, she can sense the changing aura of Shah Mir. Again and again, she makes an attempt to provoke the beast inside of this wild man.

“Listen to me, this is my house. I'm the owner of it and every servant here follows my order. So you also have to follow whatever I say.” He hissed in a sharp voice, leaving no room for her argument.

“I'm not your servant, I'm Aleezay Khan, got it!” His threat didn't impact her as she objected to him.

“Mrs Aleezay, listen to my one thing with open ears. In my eyes, you aren't less than a servant till your that useless ego and rudeness doesn't vanish.” He flared angrily, raising his finger at her in warning.

“And from yesterday on, you will work jointly with all the servants of this house and this is my last decision.” Aleezay wasn't getting that what bad has been done with him that he is taking its revenge from her by making her do all these things.

“Are you mad? What nonsense….” She was cut off in the middle as she heard his dominating voice again.

“This isn't nonsense. This is my final decision. Now get lost! You won't come to this room now till your things aren't settled here.” After he was done with his saying, he made himself busy on his mobile. A moment later when he raised his eyes from his mobile he saw Aleezay. She was still standing there. Ignoring her presence, he called the servant.

“Teach some rules of this place to your madam. Bring her the worn clothes of servants from the servant quarter. From yesterday on, she will jointly do the house chores with you people.” Aleezay can't stop herself from the urge to break his mouth. What the heck! How could she wear the worn clothes of maids?

With a bowed head, the servant exited without uttering a word. While Aleezay was still standing in front of him, glaring at him with a flaring nose. Shah Mir was enjoying her state as he passed her a smirk.

Stomping her foot, she strided out of the room in furiousness. While he shook his head gleefully and then turned serious immediately as he got himself busy in his next task.