CHAPTER 35

CHAPTER 35 : The breakdown

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"Safia, go to college directly after eating the food " Fawad said.

"But—I" She didn't knew what to say , she didn't wanted to leave him alone like this , knowing how his parents were.

"It's just a little family matter , nothing serious okay?" Fawad ensured her , as if he had heard what was in her mind.

"Okay , but if anyone does anything tell me okay?"

Fawad smiled at her words . Her courage was always something which made her stand out even in a group of people, and although he knew that she wouldn't be able to do anything in this situation, still—her wanting to stand up for him , made him happy.

"Okay?" Safia repeated again , noticing that he was quiet.

"Okay" Fawad told her , and she hugged him from the side .

For a moment , she couldn't understand why she was feeling this certain way , but her heart knew that something bad was about to happen .

"Take care of yourself okay ? If anyone says anything, drop me a text " Fawad told her .

"Alisha, please drop her outside the mansion after she finishes" Fawad told her and walked off.

Safia just stared at him with a sign and takes a bite of the delicious food he had prepared for her .

Her eyes notices Alisha who was staring each and every move of hers.

A part of Safia wanted to just run and get inside the room , so she finishes off her food and start to wash the dish .

"Don't do this , Aiman will do it" Alisha takes the plates from her hand , and puts it in the wash basin.

"It's fine , it's just a plate , Aiman can clean another stuffs" Safia said while picking up her own plate again . She didn't liked the thought of leaving the plate in the sink , when she have eaten in the kitchen.

After the plate was cleaned , Safia ensured that there was enough water on the surface of the plate , and when she turned it vertically if fell on her kurta , and she fake gasped.

"My whole mind is scattered , due to the nervousness of first day of college !" She clasped her palm on her shoulder .

"My clothes are drenched because of my own stupidity. Stay here Alisha , I will just come in 10 minutes after changing my clothes" Safia told her. She had planned it , so that she can escape to meet Fawad and possibly confront his parents too.

Alisha just gave her a stern nod , while taking away the plate and putting it correctly in the small cupboard for plates.

Safia bit a smile , and was about to go away , but Alisha's words managed to make her smile disappear,

"Surely go ahead and change your clothes , but just remember to not go in the room where the discussion is taking place . Facing his father isn't as easy as facing his mother , and in case a part of you think that you will be facing this alone, so that won't be a problem, just remember that Mr Khalid Siddiqui always punishes someone else for other's deeds . I am afraid , in your case , it might be Mr Fawad to bear the problems"

Safia turned and stared at Alisha , who just started to tidy up the kitchen.

"Here , things aren't as ways as they seem . The water is deeper than you imagine " she said while her eyes remained forcused on the work.

"So ,what do you expect , I can't just stay silent ? I need to help him" Safia told Alisha irriatedly. She knew Alisha was elder than her , and felt bad for the tone she was talking to her in , still , if Alisha gave the problem , then she must provide the solution.

"For now , just go to your college . Sometimes doing nothing , is better than doing something " Alisha's words made her silent ,and without bothering to change her dress , Safia took the tote bag in her shoulder , and walked out of the mansion silently .

She sat in the car , and the driver stared at her from the mirror and then drove the car away silently noticing that she was stressed.

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Fawad entered the room , and it was silent . His parents were there seated on the chairs , and food was there in his plate too . He silently sat down .

He knew that his parents will come to visit him , after the incident with Safia , but he didn't knew that they will do it this quickly.

He took a bite of the food , and they all were eating quietly . The silence was thick , and Fawad knew it was better that he didn't speak first.

The sounds of the spoon clinkling against the plate was the only evident noise in the room.

After finishing the food , Khalid wiped his mouth's corner with the handkerchief.

"I had a lot to talk with you , but I don't want to go hard on you" Fawad was taken aback by his father's words and he just continued to chewing the food silently.

"You know , I always thought that I was raising my heir , the one who would handle my buisness after me . But Alas! Who would have known that God will take my son to him before me" Fawad stopped eating and put his spoon down.

'Is he killing me?' Fawad thought to himself . He knew it wasn't an impossible task , especially not for his father afterall he had proved to be a failure in every parameters .

His mother for a moment stared at her husband too. She didn't expect a harsh or this sudden move from her own husband towards their son .

"On my way to your house , Augustus who is still at hospital contacted me . It was regarding your reports" Khalid continued , knowing his past words were leaving others in shock.

"And ? What is it about?" Fawad asked.

"What reports?" His mother asked as she took a sip of the juice .

"Fawad got hit by some man on his head around few months ago . It was the same time , his little Miss saved him. He had encountered slight pain in his head after that incident, and his reports have came from the hospital just now, which Augustus sent me " Khalid told Fawad.

"What does it say?" Fawad felt his throat dry.

"You have around 4 more months to live your life . There is a leakage in your brain " Khalid laughed.

"You know , I was about to come here to beat you up personally, but God had other plans. Ab jiske saath naseeb hi ne itna bada mazak kar diya ho , uske saath main kyun karta" Khalid wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes , which were due to utter bliss.

(Why will I do anything to anyone , whome fate had played such a big joke on?)

He knew all his son ever wanted was to be loved , even in the bad condition he was brought up in , and now that he was finally getting it , he was about to die.

Fawad stood silent and he didn't knew what to say or what to do . His whole life had just started and it was about to be finished soon too. Safia—all he could think about was her. He knew once he died, she would be pushed in the huge pit of the mafia world. She would be forced to be his sad widow forever . And if he leaves her in the condition, like she was , she would be again forced in the useless cycle of work and repaying debts.

He needed to make a good plan for her future .

And then he thought about himself , and the sins he committed, he needed to ask for forgiveness, and do better , so that he can face his lord.

"But before you die , you better give me a grandchild , otherwise , after you die , I will kill your wife . I let you marry a commoner , just for the sake of having a heir , not because I wanted to witness some ugly love story" saying so , Khalid got up from the chair and his wife stood up to.

"Let's go darling" His wife told him ,and they walked out leaving Fawad alone .

He sat silently. There was an aching pain in his throat , as if all his voices and thoughts were getting collected there , but ironically there was nothing left for him to say. Tears started to roll down his cheek , which he wiped harshly .

And then another fell , which he kept wiping continuously. A feeling of disgust rushed over him , as he slammed the glass on the floor . He started throwing stuffs around , to mix the loud sounds of his heart with the glasses. He kept slamming things , but didn't uttered a word , his disgust was more than evident , not from his own father , but from himself .

He was weak .

And he hated it .

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Safia was walking on the hallway nervously . She was just hoping , she don't come across any arrogant senior , otherwise she won't hesitate to beat them up . She kept looking at the room numbers confused , as to where her first class was going to be held . That's when she remembered Maira's words , to contact her friend's sister.

She quickly dialled the number , and in no time , the phone was answered.

"Hello , may I know who is this?" Aditi asked from the other side.

"Hello, It's Safia , I hope Maira told you about me?" Safia remained unsure.

"Oh right ! Shit ! I completely forgot about you Safia . You are here in the college?" Aditi asked.

"Yeah, and I am kind of confused regarding the rooms . I wondered if you could help me , but only if you were free" Safia asked .

"Ofcourse! I am free . Where are you?" Aditi asked her.

"I am at the Central Canteen" Safia told Aditi.

"Really? I am there too . Tell me what are you wearing?" Aditi inquired.

"A purple kurta , I have a tote bag on my shoulder and—" Before Safia could go further with describing her attire, Aditi interrupted , but his time by patting on her shoulder from behind.

"Safia right?"

Safia turned and smiled when she saw Aditi .

"Yeah , nice to meet you Aditi" Safia told her .

"Likewise . Where is your first class though?" Aditi asked.

"Tlb 42" Safia told her.

"Lucky ! Same here ! So let me lead you there myself" Aditi told her.

"Soo tell me about yourself Aditi" Safia said as they walked towards the building.

"Me ? I am Aditi, people who are close to me call me Mrs Tiru , You can call me that too, because I liked your vibe . I like surfing , racing , crushing on Srk , and binge watching Bollywood" Aditi said .

"You do racing?" Safia was surprised.

"Yeah , not the professional one though. Just race with some fellow mates at night. Like a small betting thing" Aditi said.

"I see , and your name , It's Mrs Tiru ? It's pretty unique any special reason behind it?" Safia wanted to engage in a conversation, because she knew that Aditi was her hope , to survive in the college and she didn't wanted to just stick to just formal work.

"Oh , it was pretty secretive , till a few months ago , until my friend Rahul decided to spill continue his stupidity and tell the whole class when he was drunk" Aditi laughed , "coming to the reason ,  you are Fawad bhai's wife right?"

Safia nodded .

"Yeah,  so he have a friend Rudhra, I don't know if you have seen him or not , but my mann is hawt ! Like not hot , he's hawt. H . A . W . T" Aditi spelled every word , and Safia cringed at the thought of someone crushing on Rudhra.

"The criminal Rudhra?" She asked to make sure that it was the Rudhra which she knew was the one only , and no one else.

"Yeah , I met him in a party 4 years ago,  and since then , I couldn't help but crush over him . I told my friends , and they made this ship name . Aditi's Ti and Rudhra's Ru , which made Tiru " Aditi shyly said and Safia just blinked her eyes trying to digest the fact.

"Look , the class is already here" Aditi exclaimed , realising that they have reached the place in no time.

"Oh right !" Safia smiled , and they both walked in the class .

The room was medium sized with single chairs and their handles on the right had a broad surface to put books on , almost acting as a mini table.

Safia pulled out her notebook , excitedly waiting for the teacher , and she couldn't help but remember Fawad , due to whome her dreams were coming true .

But a voice interrupted.

"Isn't it the Siddiqui’s sugar baby? I never thought that after you left the past college , you would act as a sugar baby for rich men. I always thought that you were just smart , because of the results you got , but now seeing you marry such a rich man,  it makes me wonder, if your grades were nothing but a result of you being such a sl—" Before the girl could say further, Safia got up and slapped her shocking everyone .

"Complete your words if you desire another red mark over your second cheek . Because I won't mind slapping your face again" Safia angrily huffed.

She never expected her college rival to be here , in the same class as her.

"Oh my gosh , she slapped the dean's daughter" one girl whispered. Safia remained stern on her stand , she knew Rubab deserved the slap for spilling nonsense.

The door of the class opened again ,and this time Sabrie entered the class .

"Rubab , what is happening here?" Sabrie asked her best friend , realising that everyone in the class was looking towards her , and then her eyes fell on Safia . She was well aware who Safia was , and she gulped , realising that there was some issue between the two girls, just by staring at how Rubab and Safia stared at each other with anger.

Aditi was nonetheless stunned and impressed at Safia's guts and she just looked forward to see the drama which unfolds in the college .

Because she knew Rubab , won't go easy on Safia for sure.

To be continued....

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