Mistress

Chapter 28- It's time to return

After one week

Meher's p.o.v

" Congratulations, Ms Meher. You have done well and the company has decided to accept your design.

They are very pleased with your design," My boss Mr Rehaan said slightly smiling.

It's the first time that I am seeing him smiling. I am still angry with him about his misbehaviour but still

decided to act civilly.

I smiled back and said politely," Thank you so much for giving me this opportunity, Sir."

He nodded his head and informed me," The company has offered a deal. Would you like to sign in with

them?

" What kind of offer? I asked him curiously.

He replied giving me a paper," They are offering you to work under them as Architect for one year

exclusively. They have offered a good amount of salary and also a luxurious apartment and car."

I read the paper carefully and replied smilingly," It's a great opportunity. I will obviously sign the deal."

" Fine. I will talk with the company's director that you have accepted the offer. But, you have to leave

Bhopal and shift to Mumbai if you want to work there. Is it ok with you?," Mr Rehaan asked me raising

his one brow.

I replied assuring him," Yeah. I am ok with it."

"Ok. Let me talk with the director. You may leave now," He said and started dialling someone's number.

I came out of his room with my happy expression. Finally, I have my own identity. I am an architect

now. I have established myself as a successful person.

I am returning to Mumbai very soon. It was my hometown which I have to leave because of that man.

After creating that fire explosion I left Mumbai with Asif and my baby. I came to Asish bhaiya's house

and he accepted me with his whole heart. I will never forget this help of him. I am really thankful to him.

I can't wait to present myself in front of Sehreyar Al Seikh with my own identity. I will prove that I am not

a whore. I will show him that I have my own identity.

After 30 minutes I am now standing beside the road and waiting for a taxi. I have to return home

hurriedly. I can't wait to share the good news with my family members.

I am still waiting for a taxi when my phone started ringing. I saw the caller id and it's from Kamla Masi's

number.

I received the call and asked smilingly," Yes. Kamla Masi. Why are..........."

I couldn't complete my sentence when I heard Shruti's crying voice. Hearing her crying voice a shiver

run down through my whole system.

Shruti said crying," Fuppo, where are you? Mehrab.....he is......."

" What happened to Mehrab? Where is your Kamla Dadi? Tell me clearly," I asked with too much fear.

My heart started beating so fast like it will explode at any time.

Shruti replied crying," Kamla dadi went to the market for groceries. She forgot to take her phone. I was

playing with Mehrab in the garden. I don't know from where a snake came and bitten Mehrab. He is

now unconscious. Asif uncle and papa are also not at home. I am not understanding what I should do."

Mehrab is unconscious. This sentence is enough for me to lose my sanity. I felt like my body turned

cold and I stiffened on my place. Tears started coming out of my eyes automatically.

Before I could say anything to Shruti my phone's battery died and now I can't talk with her. I couldn't

even suggest her to take the help from our neighbour.

I have to go home and take my son to hospital as soon as possible. Otherwise, I can't even imagine

what will happen to my son.

I am crying and waiting for taxi. But, I am not finding any taxi. Now, I am just taking Allah's name and

requesting him to save my Mehrab anyhow.

Suddenly, a car stopped in front of me. I know this car's owner. It's Mr Rehaan's car.

He opened the car window and asked me worriedly seeing my state," Ms Meher, are you ok?"

" Sir, I have to reach my home ASAP. Please, help me," I said crying and joined my hands in front of

him.

He said assuring me," Don't cry. I will take you to your home."

I didn't expect that he will help me. But, still I have to take his help. I can see his curious and worried

expression to know what happened to me.

Without wasting any time I got into his car and told him my house address.

After one hour

" How is my son, doctor?" I asked the doctor who has come out of the cabin after checking Mehrab.

The doctor replied giving me a assuring smile," Relax, Miss. Your son is fine. The venom couldn't

spread in his whole body. Thankfully, you have taken him to the hospital timely. Moreover, the snake

wasn't that venomous."

I said closing my eyes taking a deep breath," oh! Allah. I am grateful to you that Mehrab is fine."

I asked the doctor," Can I meet my son? When will he gain his consciousness?"

" At least, for now, you can't meet your son. He is under observation. He will open his eyes in 2/3

hours. No need to worry," The doctor replied.

I thanked the doctor and then he excused himself giving me a smile.

I am now looking at Mehrab through the glass door. Some medical equipment is attached to his body

and a nurse is monitoring everything.

My heart cried out in pain seeing my naughty boy like that. I am missing his talking too much.

I said resting my palm on the glass door," Mehrab, mera baccha(my dear). Please, come back to your

mamma. I am missing you too much."

Tears have already made their way down to cheeks. I am feeling pain in my chest for my little boy.

I am still crying when I heard Mr Rehaan's voice from behind. He was the one who helped me in

bringing Mehrab at the hospital.

He asked me with concern," How is your son, now? Is he fine?"

I informed him whatever the doctor has told me. I saw him sighing in relief.

Then, I said to him politely,"Sir, I will talk with you later. I have to pay the hospital bill now."

Saying that I forwarded my leg when he holds my wrist and said," I have paid the bill already. You don't

have to bother."

Hearing him I just stared at his face with confusion and trying to understand why he is helping me too

much. I am too much surprised that I didn't notice that he is holding my hand.

After a few seconds, I freed my hand from his grip and said,"Sir, thank you so much. But, don't have to

pay the bill. I can pay.........."

I couldn't complete my sentence when he said with his cold voice," Don't question me for my actions."

Hearing his cold voice and seeing his dark expression I didn't say anything further. I don't want to earn

his scolding right now.

Suddenly, he said something which made me really surprised and uncomfortable. He said taking a

deep breath," I didn't expect that you are already married."

I didn't reply to him about this matter when he said smiling," Maybe Allah doesn't want it."

Saying that he left the place without glancing back. I didn't understand what was he talking about.

Sehreyar's p.o.v

I am standing in front of that farmhouse where Meher used to stay. This whole area is containing her

memory.

Whenever I come here I feel too much guilty. I still remember how I used to humiliate her. I still

remember how I used to force her to sleep with me. After her death, I am understanding how much

wrong I was.

I am looking at the burned farmhouse intensely. It's completely destroyed by that fire explosion which

happened here 3 years ago. Every concrete of this house is burned now. This whole place looked like

some kind of ghost house.

I touched one of the burned bricks and remembered Meher's innocent face. I closed my eyes and felt

like she is in front of me. Her those innocent eyes, that innocent smile, that maddeningly intoxicating

scent are still fresh inside my head.

I am still closing my eyes when an idea came inside my head. Why didn't I think about it earlier? I

should rebuild this farmhouse and shift here. If I live here then I will feel that Meher is with me. Maybe

she is not here but her memory will give me some peace inside my mind and heart.

I want to keep this farmhouse just the way it was before. I will buy the same furniture which was inside

this farmhouse. I will decorate it just the way it was before.

" What about its design? It's completely destroyed," My subconscious reminded me.

I don't have to worry about the design because this farmhouse was designed by one of my friends. He

is one of the best architects in India right now. He is Rehaan Al Qureshi. Currently, he is in Bhopal.

Without wasting any time I called him. After 3/4 times ringing he received the call.

Before I could say hello he said to me dramatically," I can't believe who is calling me! Number one

businessman of India is calling me. I am too much honoured."

" Tu kabse itna ghatiya jokes bolna shuru kiya hey? ( From when you have started telling so much

worst jokes?)" I asked him rolling my eyes.

I heard him laughing and I also joined the laughter.

Then, he asked me seriously," So, how did you remember me today? Bohut din bad mujhe yaad kiya(

you have remembered me after many days).

After that, I told him about the farmhouse. I told him everything except the reason why I want to rebuild

the farmhouse.

After hearing me he replied," Bro, I am understanding everything. But, maybe I will not be able to

design the farmhouse again as I have many projects in my hand right now. But, I will tell the ideas to

one of my best students. She will do the design and trust me she will not disappoint you."

" So, you are refusing me? I thought I was your best friend," I said coldly clenching my jaw.

He tried to convince me but I just cut the call. I don't like when someone refuses me. It always irritate

me.

I am going to throw the phone on the floor because of too much anger when Rehaan called me.

I received the call and barked on his face," Why are you calling me? You already refused me."

" Come on, bro. Don't be mad. Fine. I will do the design," He said.

I smirked and asked him," So, when are you coming to Mumbai?"

" Maybe next week. I will come with my student. I will do your design and she will assist me in my other

projects," He informed me.

I chuckled and said taunting him," Who is this she? Aren't you too much fond of her? As per I

remember you don't like to mingle with woman's. Then , what happened suddenly?"

" Ab tu ghatiya jokes bol raha hey(Now, you are telling worst jokes). I am just pleased with her talent,"

He replied hurriedly and I can feel he is nervous.

I laughed at his condition and said," Fine. Let's see who is this talent who

After two days

At Night

**At Meher's place**

Author's p.o.v

Meher is folding Mehrab's clothes and placing them in the cupboard one by one. She is doing her work

silently but her whole mind is occupied by some old memories of Sehreyar and her.

Sehreyar has tortured her enough but there was also some moments when he used to care for her.

There are some moments when he used to behave gently with her.

She remembered a day when she was on her periods. Her period cramps were making her condition

worse. She was lying on the bed and crying in pain.

That day Sehreyar didn't went to his office and took her to the doctor. He took care of her for the whole

day leaving behind his every work.

Remembering that day a small smile appeared on Meher's lips and she just sighed thinking that all

those cares of Sehreyar was just short lived.

Her trail of thoughts are cut when she heard the giggling sound of Mehrab.

She looked at Mehrab smilingly who is very busy in playing with a toy car on the floor. Yesterday, he

was discharged from hospital and now completely fine.

" Bhroom.....bhroom.....bhroom......" Mehrab uttered and trying to drive the toy car. He is trying very

hard to start its engine.

Meher just laughed at his innocence. She stopped her working and walked towards him.

She sat beside him and pulled him into her lap. She said stroking his baby hairs," You don't have to

play with toy car anymore. Very soon mamma will have her own car."

" Leally, Mamma?(Really mamma?)" Mehrab asked smuggling into his mother's chest.

Meher replied rocking Mehrab in her arms," Yes, we are going to shift to a new house. We are going to

have a big car as well." Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Saying that Meher tickled Mehrab's belly a little and he is giggling. Both mother and son are now

spending some silly times together.

After some time Mehrab slept in his mothers embrace and Meher is just admiring his little boy's cute

face. She kissed his forehead and pray to Allah to keep him away from every evil eyes.

Meher is now thinking about something deeply. She is nodding her head slightly like she is solving any

problem.

Then she looked outside though the window and said," Sehreyar Al Seikh, I am coming to Mumbai. I

can't even imagine your reaction after seeing me alive and successful as a established Architect."

Sehreyar, Haniya and Sajal are having their dinner. All are eating their food silently.

It's been days since Haniya has returned to her house and her condition is better. She is recovering

from her emotional scars as well. She is very happy after a long time with her family. She is also very

happy that Sehreyar has married Sajal.

" Take another piece," Sajal said and tried to place another chicken piece in Sehreyar's plate.

He replied annoyingly," I will take whatever I want. You don't have to put your nose everywhere."

Sajal felt hurt by hearing his stern reply in front of Haniya. But, didn't say anything. She is used to his

rude behaviour.

Haniya is noticing everything and understood that something is very wrong between her brother and

sister-in-law. She is understanding that Sehreyar doesn't like Sajal. She can sense the tension between

them. She made her mind that she will talk with Sajal about this matter.

But, for now, Haniya concentrated on her food.

Haniya asked Sehreyar chewing her food," it's been days since I came back. Why isn't dadi coming to

me?

" She is stuck with some business in our village home. She will return very soon. She is very happy that

you are fine now," Sehreyar replied smiling.

Haniya and Sehreyar are now talking and remembering their childhood. Both are laughing

remembering their silly doings when they were little. After a long time, both brother and sister are

talking carefreely.

Sajal has also joined them. She is very happy that Sehreyar is laughing so care freely at her presence.

Suddenly, Sehreyar choked his food and started coughing. Sajal forwarded a glass of orange juice

towards Sehreyar.

Without thinking anything further Sehreyar gulped down the juice in one go and finished it.

" Come on bhaiya. You should be more careful while eating," Haniya said and finished her food.

Sehreyar didn't say anything. But, he is feeling different after drinking the juice. He is feeling too much

hot and sweating. He felt like his eyes are becoming heavy. He didn't understand why is he feeling like

that.

After some time everyone is now done with their dinner and returned to their respective rooms.

Sehreyar has also returned but he is feeling uncomfortable and unusual. His whole body is sweating

and he is becoming horny without any reason. His eyes are getting blurry.

" What's happening?" He uttered with too much confusion and removed his shirt which is now

drenching with his sweat. He is feeling that his body is heating up.

Then, he couldn't control himself anymore and collapsed on the bed. His eyes are now flattering like

any time he will faint.

Before losing his full consciousness he found that a womanly figure is entering into his room.

" Who are......" He tried to say but couldn't complete his sentence further and fainted immediately.

The woman who entered into the room came forward and hovered over him. She is now caressing her

fingers on Sehreyar's face and then down to his neck. She kissed his lips briefly thrusting her tongue

inside his mouth.

She straddled over him and said seductively running her fingers on Sehreyar's broad chest," Tonight I

will earn what's lawfully mine."