"On my silent days I miss you a little louder..."

T A K I N G big steps towards the mansion of his cousin, Shahzain stopped in order to calm himself. He can't let his anger overpower him or else he knows he will say things or do things he will eventually regret later on.

He thought a lot about where his wife could probably be and only one place came to his mind - his cousin aka Zubia's home. She is her only support and friend in Lahore. Dilainoor can only be there. So as soon as he could, he drove to their house. And here he was.

He ringed the doorbell a few times and Zubia appeared in front of him. At first she was surprised but then it turned into anger. "Get lost." She was about to close the door at his face when he put his feet in between stopping her.

"I want to meet her." He said monotonously. Zubia chuckled coldly. "What an irony Mr.Shahzain! She is not here." She was again going to slam the door on his bloody face but he stopped and said with gritted teeth. "Don't."

"It's my home and you're definitely not welcome here Mr.Shahzain Izhar." She crossed her arms on her chest glaring at him. He gulped, she was maybe petite but she was very scary with her big brown eyes. Even Zacki is scared of her so Shahzain is no one to not be.

"We can handle this matter... calmly ?" He spoke calmly and nervously scratched the back of his neck. If Zubia knows about his doing to her beloved best friend, he will be six feet under the ground.

"Like you did with my poor sister ?" She spoke venomously and tapped her right foot on the floor, repetitively.

"Zubi...please. I know what I-" Before he could finish she slammed shut the door on his face breaking his nose in progress. He yelped as the wooden bruised his beautiful straight nose. "Abusive woman." He mumbled under his breath and took out his phone. He dialled his Dil number and waited impatiently for her to reply but in vain, his stubborn wife wasn't answering. He was damn sure she is with Zubia.

He tried again and knocked on the door. To his surprise, Hoorain opened the door with his small hands. He imitated his mom's earlier gesture and crosse his arms on his chest, glaring with his small honey eyes. "Hey, Ri. How are you my boy ?" Shahzain sheepishly said bending to his level.

"Don't Ri me. You hurt my mumani so you're not my mamou anymore !" He felt a sudden warm in his heart as Hoorain referred her as momani.

"So my little boy is naraz ?" Shahzain held his both shoulder and asked. The little guy nodded with a serious face. Shahzain tried to peek from the above his shoulder but saw Hoorain face coming in his view.

"Why is momani naraz with you ?" He asked innocently batting his eyelashes. Shahzain smiled and ruffled his hair. "Is it because you didn't give her a kiss? You know whenever Dad doesn't kiss Mom, she gets offended with him!" He shrugged and grinned as if he has find the missing piece of puzzle.

Shahzain laughed wholeheartedly at his statement and when he finished his laughing section, he found no one. That little guy is surely a mama's boy !
He thought and got up.

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"Zacki BHAI !" He yelled as he saw his brother-in-law. Shahzain was sitting in his car, in front of the house to find a solution and meet Dilainoor. He was thinking hard when he saw Zacki coming with his keys, ready to enter the house.

Shahzain took deep breath because he knows how much Zacki loves and considers Dilainoor as his little sister. And by now, he is damn sure that Zacki knows the truth and he will die the second he will in front of him.

"Ye- WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE ?" Zacki face turned from normal to red as he saw Shahzain. Shahzain covered his ears with his palms and looked at Zacki with wide eyes. He never saw him this angry.

"I...mmhh...want to meet Dil." Shahzain said with hesitation. Zacki shook his hand and grabbed his collar.

"It's Dilainoor for you and you're not going to meet her at all." He stepped back and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Get lost. Or else I will do something which I might regret and this pretty face of yours will be bruised." He said and turned, he was red and breathless.

"You can't stop me from meeting my wife." Shahzain said with jaw clenched. This was getting on his nerves now. He wanted to fix everything but no one was giving him a single chance. But he knows his Dil will forgive him.

"Oh that same wife whom you didn't care about? Or that same wife you abused? Tell me Shahzain." If he was angry then Zacki was not less. He was controlling himself for the sake of his sister because he knows she still love that idiot. And if anything happens to him she will be hurt.

Zacki turned and opened the door of the house with his spare keys. Taking the chance Shahzain entered the house and ran to her room completely ignoring the two people yelling behind him. He entered the room without knocking and locked it hurriedly. He saw her, she was sitting on the edge of the bed lost somewhere. She hasn't noticed his presence yet.

"Dil." She turned around. It's been so long since she heard him calling Dil. He gave her this nickname on their few first day of marriage and told her that only he has the right to call her like this. Hence why everyone calls her Noor or Dilainoor. But a long time ago, he stopped calling her Dil.

"App? [You ?]" She said surprised by his sudden visit. She thought he wouldn't come at all.

"Kyun? Mein apni biwi se nahi mil sakta ? [Why? Can't I see my wife ?]" His tone changed all of sudden. He spoke like venom on his tongue.

"App chaye yahan se. Meine apse bad nahi karni. [Go from here. I don't want to talk to you.]" She turned around showing him her back. He stepped towards her and grabbed her forearm turning her towards him. She collided with his broad chest.

"Baat to tum karo gi. Aur mere sawalon ga jawab bi do gi.[You will talk and reply to my questions.]" His grip tightened on her flesh as she tried to free herself. She gathered some courage and glared at him. "You're making the same mistake Shahzain." She said looking him straight in his eyes.

As if he realized what he was doing, his eyes softened and his grip loosened. She pulled back her arm and crossed her arms on her chest.
"What do you want? I left, you should be happy?" She held back the tears which were threatening her to fall down.

"You called mom. Didn't you?" He said or more like stated. "Yes, and?" She bitterly uttered in his face. She wasn't the same Dilainoor anymore.
She was stronger after her unborn child death.

"Listen. I-I-" Damn. It was harder then he thought. "I am sorry." He spilled out feeling his shoulder getting lighter. "Just come with me?" He pleaded indirectly. The house which he would unknowingly come earlier to was now just an empty building. The walls were mocking him, the silence was screaming in his ears, and the darkness was burdening his soul of guilt.

"Ap ko kiya lagta hai Shahzain? Eik sorry se sab thik or jayega? Kya app mera bacha muhje wapis desakte hai ! [What do you think Shahzain? A sorry can fix everything? Can you give me back my child ?]" She yelled on the top of her lungs. Her bottle up emotions were now exploding. She was trying to make her soul find peace. But she didn't know there was I long journey till she finds her solace.

Dilainoor unzipped her dress and removed it revealing her upper body. She was in bra only with her pants. Her scars. The blueish and pinkish color was not suiting her milky skin at all. It was looking disgusting, she hated herself for letting that man have the power to make those scars.

"Dil..I." He couldn't make his words. It was his doings, the consequences of his actions and anger. He never saw her scars that carefully but now...they look horrible and - hurtful. He couldn't believe he was the one to do this.

"You see those scars? They are yours!!You made them!" She yelled again something he already know but felt necessary to remind him of his cruelty. Shahzain felt his breath hitched in his throat. He closed his eyes, but nothing. The only thing flashing in front of him were those time when he beat her for something she didn't do at all.

Ya Allah, am I that cruel? He thought to himself, finally understanding the seriousness of his actions.

"I wish I could hate you Shahzain. But I can't." His name felt so foreign from her tongue. She always calls him Zain, no matter what. It was the first time he was feeling bitter hearing his own name. It sounded utterly different.

Her next words made him shiver. "I want divorce Shahzain"

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As-salamu alaykum readers !
How was the chapter ?
This story will be a little longer than expected !

Maybe 8-9 chapters !

Till next update Allah hafiz ! ❤️