Maaz's car reached Zayn's house at first, and Jiya came out of the car she was so puzzled because she was unaware about the situation, she helped Ayzal to get out of the car. Ayzal was still crying and sobbing silently, three of them walked inside the house, jiya looked at maaz and asked him about what happened with a questioning gesture with her head, maaz who was walking behind both of them, he looked at jiya and shrugged his shoulders because he was also unaware about the situation, jiya made Ayzal settle on the couch and she sat down beside her draping her around around Ayzal shoulders and asked gently "Ayzal, please don't cry sis, tell me what happened, I'm feeling so worried about you" Ayzal looked at jiya with red face and puffy cheeks as she tried to spoke but felt a lump in her throat, jiya rubbed ayzal's back with her hand soothing and looked at maaz who was standing beside Ayzal, he signalled jiya with pleading eyes to ask Ayzal what's bothering her, jiya nodded with a concerned look and spoke "Ayzal, we are here to listen, we won't judge you, I promise" Ayzal hiccuped and forced herself to spoke in a trembling voice " i-i..." She hiccups and continues " t-the.. drink spilled on my sleeve s-so I went to wash it.. and after washing the sleeve..." Ayzal's cry again started growing heavier. Maaz who was trying to be patient, kneels in front of Ayzal sitting figure, he placed his hand on the hand rest beside Ayzal and his other hand rested on the between ayzal and jiya as he spoke "my dear buttercup, please don't cry like this, it's killing me... Us. Just tell me who made you cry and I swear.." before he could complete his words, a loud bang of door echoed in the house, and three of them flinched and stood up abruptly.
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Maaz POV
I was trying to console Ayzal, but I stopped in the mid sentence as a bang echoed, i stood up, and we looked towards the door direction and saw my parents and Ayzal parents entered, I looked towards Ayzal who tensed up as she saw her father, I also looked at uncle zayn who was looking furious and they walked towards us taking fast steps.
It took no minute when uncle Zayn snapped loudly at Ayzal "YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT ALWAYS BRING SHAME IN MY LIFE" his words were harsh enough that even I felt bad for Ayzal, I wanna take side desperately but my father signalled me to stay silent, i sighed as uncle Zayn again shouted "YOU JUST BRING SHAME AFTER MY NAME, BILAL WAS JUST TRYING TO HAVE CONVERSATION WITH YOU BUT YOU OVERREACTED WITH ALL THE DRAMA" as I heard Bilal's name, my jaw clenched but his name puzzled me more. I looked at Ayzal who was still crying and she spoke for herself "I was just protecting myself dad.." uncle Zayn wasn't ready to listen to anything as he kept shouting at her. Uncle Zayn continued "YOU ARE JUST BEING BURDEN ON US, HERE WE ARE TRYING TO GET RID OF YOU" he shouted loudly and raised his hand on his Ayzal that made everyone gasped , this was too much for me to take, I didn't think and stood between ayzal and uncle Zayn with a sudden move and shouted desperately that was tinged with pleading "UNCLE ZAYN!!!! IT'S ENOUGH"
Author POV
Zayn flinched and took a step back at Maaz's outburst but he wasn't ready to calm down, and he spoke in a low but angry voice "stay out of this kid" maaz immediately responded back "I won't..." He paused and sighed before saying "you want her to get married right... Then give her to me" everyone's gaze moved towards maaz at his bold words, but maaz gaze never left Zayn's gaze, he was also looking taken back by maaz words and he spoke in a slightly calmed voice "do you even hear yourself" maaz nodded calmly and spoke in a gentle voice "yes, I do.. but please stop all this, you are just disrespecting her" Zayn turned his head away, his gaze towards Ayzal who was behind maaz crying softly and sniffing, Zayn looked back at maaz and spoke "she'll just bring shame on your family..." Before maaz could say anything Azaan stepped forward and interjected his words firmly "that's enough.. Zayn" Zayn moved his attention towards Azaan and spoke "brother, you.. you don't know anything, Bilal just trying to have conversations with her and she slapped him..." he sighed deeply and spoke continue "I just always wish maybe she had died instead of taimoor" he spit those words calmly but Azaan lost his temper and slapped his brother's face.The slap was too intense to shake a soul, everyone gasped loudly, aima who was standing silently all the time, she moved towards Zayn and held him and spoke with the concerned voice "Zayn, you ok?"Rafia also tries to pull back Azaan but he shouted disappointedly "how dare you say anything like this, to your own daughter, ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!.. IF YOU EVERY SPIT THOSE WORDS OUT OF YOUR MOUTH, I SWEAR DON'T EVER CALL ME YOUR BROTHER AGAIN." Azaan looked back at Ayzal and his eyes softened he looked at jiya and said "sweetheart take her in her room" jiya nodded and pulled Ayzal towards the room. Maaz gaze followed every step of Ayzal and he spoke in his heart "just be mine and I'll treat you like the way you deserve" and he looked back at azaan.
AYZAL POV
jiya took me back to my room and uncle Azaan's family, I was silently sitting on the bed crossing my arms around myself, my eyes got too dry to even let a tear out, my mind was filled with the thing, how maaz defended me, and even asked for my hand in front of everyone, I was still processing everything, suddenly my mind started replying how Bilal touched me I clenched my skin in my fist, because I was feeling so helpless, I just wanna remove that moment, because after living the Canada first no man had every touch me like this, I got off the bed and talked inside the bathroom, I kept rubbing the place where Bilal had hold me that even it became rough and all red. After a while I came out of my bathroom, my mind was still numb, and I silently sat down on the prayer mat and started playing with the corner of the prayer mat, I wanna pray but my mind didn't even let me stand up, or even move an inch because it was still stuck on the fact that how much father called me a shame in front of everyone.
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Maaz was way back home with his family he was sitting in the back seat with jiya silent, the ride was silent, as the silence was filled with tension, when Rafia broke the silence and spoke in a low but firm voice while looking down on the car's window "you shouldn't ask for Ayzal's hand, maaz" maaz stayed silent but Azaan spoke "why? I don't see he did anything wrong" Rafia looked at Azaan and said "you don't see anything wrong in it?, I'm his mother and I have every right to know he wants to marry someone, and he should tell us first" Azaan shook his head with a sigh while driving the car and spoke firmly "maybe he didn't told us, but it's not a crime or sin, he likes her so he asked for her hand" Rafia flared up with anger which he was barely holding inside her and spoke "sin or crime? And how do you know he likes her, he is just a kid, I don't see any good in her" they reached back at their home while Rafia was still arguing with Azaan, they settled in the living room, while arguing Rafia and Azaan started shouting at each other because Rafia doesn't like the idea of maaz marrying Ayzal. Maaz was getting frustrated by each passing second, he stood up abruptly and shouted "STOP WITH THIS DRAMA" he paused and moved his attention towards his mother "and yes.. I do like Ayzal instead I love Ayzal, and I'll marry her at any cost if you like this idea or not" Rafia looked at maaz with disbelief and walked towards him and placed his hand over his arm "maaz, dear I don't think you even know the concept of being in love, and you didn't hear even her father called her a shame-" Rafia couldn't complete her words because maaz pulled away from her touch and spoke in a angry loud voice at echoed in the mansion "MOM STOP!!! DON'T EVER SAY ANYTHING BAD HER... UNCLE ZAYN WAS ABSOLUTELY WRONG!! AYZAL WAS JUST DEFENDING HERSELF FROM BILAL.. AND I'M NOT YOUNG, I'M DAMN A MAN, A MAN WHO CAN MAKE DECISION" he abruptly walked away towards his room without listening back.
Bloom like a rose, though storms may near,
For strength is born where pain is clear.
The sun will rise, the sky will sing,
Hope returns on gentle wing.
Love you honeybees