A house that looked nothing more than a jail. 
She fell down on the floor with a big thud, sobs wracking of her body, loud whimpers coming out.
It felt as if her heart was bleeding.
Bleeding of the betrayal.
Anabiya felt as if she was unwanted. Unwanted in her own family who didn't bother taking her wife them.
They left her behind like it was nothing.
They left her all alone in a packed house knowing how much she was scared of being alone. 
Despite knowing that she was claustrophobic they left her without any source of air. 
Anabiya didn't even bother calling them from her phone.
She had lost every hope. 
She had completely given up.
Given up on her life and her relationship with Hammad. 
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"Nahi, mai aise baccho jaise khel nahi khelne wala." Murtuza shook his head.
"Accha fir Laraib ke saath nikaah bhul hi jao." Zaara said with a smirk.
"Ye kya bachpana hai Zaara? Nikaah tou hokar rahega. Chalo jao, Laraib ko lekar aao jisse hum nikaah shuru karein." Murtuza ordered his little sister.
But she was adamant and behaved as if she didn't hear him.
Everyone was ready for the nikaah. The preparations were done, qazi was ready and Murtuza was impatient.
And Zaara decided it was the time to make him even more impatient. 
She had told him that Laraib would come out only if he gives atleast 3 correct answers out of the 5 she will ask him.
If he fails, he will return silently as a unmarried man only that had left Murtuza flabbergasted.
The worst part was that the Rehmanis and Khans were in support of Zaara and were cheering for her to start with it.
They were bored with the usual scene. It was time to test Murtuza. 
But Murtuza, the only thought in his mind was what if he fails to answer atleast 3 out of those 5 questions?
Will he seriously have to return back, without Laraib as his wife?
He was scared and not wanting to do this only because of this reason. 
"Chaliye fir aaj koi nikaah nahi hone wala. Sab apne apne ghar ja sakte hai." Zaara shouted raising her hands.
"Accha theek hai! Theek hai, de raha hu jawaab." Murtuza finally gave in with a glare towards Zaara who smiled and blinked her eyes innocently.
"Bohot khoob. Bohot khoob. Chaliye, iss ki shuruwaat karte hai pehle sawaal se." 
"What is that one thing that Laraib can eat anytime and never gets bored of it too?" Zaara asked raising her eyebrows.
"Ahh. Very easy. Icecream." Murtuza proudly said.
"Koi nahi. Aage ke hard hone wale hai. Ye bas aapko ek free point dilane ke liye tha." Zaara crossed her arms.
The family laughed at the siblings banter, enjoying the scene here. 
The Khans and Rehmanis, even though being such great names in business field were the most polite people.
They had some great relations with people.
"What does Laraib hates the most about you?" Zaara asked.
Murtuza got into thoughts for a moment when it suddenly clicked his mind.
"My smirk." He voiced out.
"Ughh. You know it yet you do it." Zaara groaned, mentally crying about the fact that Murtuza was able to guess it right.
"Well, Murtuza isn't Murtuza without it." Murtuza smirked making Zaara roll her eyes.