Infatuated Desire

Past

Past
Six years ago
"Stop it Asfand, not anymore now. You have drunk enough."
Laraib with a jolt snatched the glass, which was about to be near his mouth, from him and took it out of his reach. While frown appeared on Asfand's forehead on her this act.
"Mind your own business, you don't need to interfere in my matter."
He said in a harsh tone while with a jerk snatching the glass of wine from her. In a single gulp, he finished the whole glass and placed it on the table.
"I'm your wife, Asfand. I have the right to interfere in your matter."
Seeing him again filling his glass, Laraib tried to snatch the bottle from him but he took his that hand away from her reach.
"You are my forced wife that's why I don't give you the right to interfere in my matter. It will be better for you if go away from here, Laraib."
Taking in a single sip he was gulping it down his throat when he said in his harsh tone as he was letting her be aware of the bitter reality.
While Laraib tightly clenched her lips on that. He was not wrong in saying this. It's been a month since they were married and in that whole month, he never gazed at her attentively.
Because he already told her before the marriage that he don't keep any kind of expectation from her.
Laraib still knew quite well how hard Wadan tried to make him agree to this marriage. But he wasn't at all ready for this marriage.
Even he told Wadan if he kept on forcing him like that then he will finish his long-old friendship with him.
On Asfand telling him that, Wadan kept silent then as he was badly trapped between both. When Laraib listened to that, she then tried her last attempt by committing suicide. And on that, everyone along with Wadan got worried.
And then because of Mr. Hayat and everyone compelling him, Asfand forcefully has to agree to the marriage.
"It's been two months Asfand and you still didn't forget that girl. She did so much with you, and still after that...."
She again tries to intensify the hatred for Sanam in his heart. While on her mentioning that, Asfand held on the glass tightened.
"The way she ran away from me and my questions, I can never ever forget that."
Now he turned towards her with red-shot eyes. On the mention of Sanam, his nerves constricted and popped out.
How he can forget that girl who after ruining his peace went to another country? He never thought in his dreams she will turn out such a big cheater.
"In front of hatred of her can't you see the extremeness of my love? Why is this so, Asfand?"
She slowly moved closer to him and finished the remaining gap between her and him.
"For once, forget her and look at me, Asfand. My heart is so much filled with love for you that will make you forget you ever loved anyone."
She took the glass from his hand and put it on the table. While she was slowly running her other hand through Asfand's hair.
It was the touch of her hand or the impact of drink that he instantly closed his eyes. And behind his closed eyes, he saw her face so he immediately opened his eyes.
"I will love you so much that will also forget you about her, Asfand."
Laraib's voice again hit his ear, so he turned his neck towards her. In Laraib's black eyes, he saw silver-gray eyes that were staring at him adoringly.
"I'm not forgetting you."
He forwarded his hand to touch her face. Right now he was in a messy state and totally drunk. That's why he was seeing the face of Sanam in place of Laraib.
"Asfand, I am here with you."
Now the voice of Laraib turned into the voice of Sanam. She smiled and drifted closer to him. And in a daze, he pulled himself towards her.
"I can't.... I can't hate you."
He took her face in his both hands. He doesn't know what he was doing. If he knew anything then it was only that he really love the face in front of him.
Despite hating her that much he still can't forget her.
"Don't leave me, Sanam, never ever."
He whispered and leaned forward on her face.
He was heartbroken and shattered. He wasn't in his senses.
He doesn't know what he was doing and neither did Laraib try to stop him. She just wants to get Asfand and she already got him.




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