Chapter 47

                                    

                                          
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Don't know what took over him, he cocooned himself more into her chest, "tu mujhe chhod ke nahi jayegi na Naaz..? I need you baby.. I need you for myself.. tere bina mar jaunga me..."
                          
Pulling his face out of her embrace, she made him look at her and kissed his lips softly to stop his blabber, "Pagal hai tu..? bakwas kar raha hai..? tuze chodke kaha jaungi me..? jail jaungi..? usse khotya se milne..? " she asked angrily..
                          
He chuckled and kissed her lips, "tu sirf meri hai.. samajhi Gadhi.."
                          
Shehnaaz chuckled softly and embraced him closer, "aur tu mera hai samajhe... agar doara mujhse rootha na toh chhitar padenge.. bata rahi hun me.."
                          
Feeling her close, Sidharth smiled as he crushed her in against him. Finally their ordeal was over.. They were back and they were together. He had his Shehnaaz back and that was all he needed in this lifetime.. She smiled amidst her tears as she looked up and expressed her silent gratitude to wahe guru ji for giving him back... giving back the purpose of her life.
                          
" I am so sorry Shehnaaz..." he started again feeling guilty when shehnaaz pushed him away with a punch in his stomach, "ouch.." he groaned with sudden punch and stared at her confused, "kyu mara baby...?"
                          
Getting up, shehnaaz shot daggers at him, "sorry.. sorry.. sorry... pak dagyi me teri bakwas sunegi.. " she groaned raising her hand in air, "hayy rabba koi zaher ka tika laga do menu.." saying so she stormed off while Sidharth kept gaping at her.. not sure what is she angry about.. about what happened or him saying sorry.. weird girl...
                          
Shehnaaz walked down the stairs sulking. It was all that she had wanted. they were together.. Her dream was coming true.. He confessed his feelings in front of everyone.. All she needed at the moment was his pampering.. 
                          
Much to her annoyance, he had hurt himself... he had been burning himself in the guilt that he had enforced on himself even though she never held him responsible for anything that happened and even though she had assured him countless times now... he still was living in the guilt. And as to what she could see now, he had managed to spoil their moment of bliss and togetherness.
                          
How dare he! She thought pouting to herself as she approached her family and his.
                          
"Kitni baar kaha ki teri galati nahi... par meri sunta kaun hai... humesha apni manmani... hadh hoti hai... chaddo mene baat hi nahi karna.." she rued as she reached the family and one look at the people assembled, she realized what her actions had looked like.. She abruptly stopped in her tracks when she noticed all eyes looking at her.
                          
Payal and Abhi were smiling while her mother looked displeased as she suddenly imagined her daughter to be already daughter in law of Shukla family..
                          
"Come here Shehnaaz" Dadi maa said lovingly as she saw her embarrassed face. 
                          
Tentatively, she walked towards Dadi Maa, who asked her to sign the summed up version of her statement that the inspector had just drafted. However, it was Sidharth who proof read the document before Shehnaaz signed them. Before handing it to the inspector, Sidharth lethally commanded with an air of finality, "He should never walk out of the prison hell" and then he passed a fleeting glance over his shoulder to look at Shehnaaz who was looking down at her lap.
                          
There was an uncomfortable silence, between the occupants of the room for a few minutes after the cop and the lawyer left. None knew what should be said. Had it been some other time, Rita ji would have gladly asked for Shehnaaz's hand for Sidharth but the circumstances were so very different. The air in the living room of Shukla house was thick with mixed emotions.