His Wife Or His Maid - S01 E20

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His Wife Or His Maid - S01 E20

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 20

I prayed my fajr and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I was still upset by yesterday’s event and due to that I didn’t even went to his room to wake him up. But I did set the alarm with an adhaan ringtone at the highest volume and kept it on his bedside table. So what I’m angry but I had to remind him everytime for namaz.

“Mahirrrraaaaaaaaaaa” I heard a shrill voice of him. What’s the need to drag my name?? I didn’t rep to him. +

“God did you kept that annoying stupid thing and that to at such a loud volume???” Here we go guys…it means he is up!!! Time to make his brekfast….

“Are you insane or what?? And your annoying voice is less disturbing that you had to do this??” He was sleeping so hard that he didn’t even realize that I didn’t woke him up??? Yeah must be dreaming of that shit!!

“I’m talking to you girl” he said by crossing over his hand. Wait, when did he came down?? Just a second before he was shouting from up na??? “You’re coffee will be ready in fifteen minutes” I replied the exact opposite. Time for some play Mr. Husband ^evil smirk^.

“I never asked about coffee?? What is wrong with you?? Since last night you’re behaving like this..what is up with you??” He asked in an irritated tone. He was standing right at the back of me. I quickly turned and I was face to face with him. He was looking so handsome early in the morning. His bangs poking his eyes, his messy morning hair. How can someone look so handsome right after getting up???

“Well thank you for the compliment but I’m waiting for my answer” he said. Wait, thank you??? O.M.G I didn’t said that loud?? Did I?? Crap Mahira you are supposed to be angry with him not to drool over him!!! I was blushing so d--n hard now. He was chuckling away. I glared at him and pushed him away.

I quickly opened the fridge and took out milk all the while glaring at him. “Mahira what is it girl?? Why are you not talking to me?? Wait..is it about yesterday? Crap..I should’ve known before” your bad luck!! “Are you jealous of Laiba???” He asked with his eyebrows raised. Did he just said that??? +

“Jealous and that to from her..I guess you still haven’t woken up from your sleep properly” I said with all my will. “Achha then what is it??” He asked. I ignored..t-t for tat… “Fine, you want to play this way then good for you.” He was annoyed. I’m loving it!!! He grabbed my waist and forcefully turned me towards him. O..ooo….oww we were too close..and I didn’t like it at all.

He leaned closer and I leaned back. Okay, so now he was very much close to me…I hate this when he do something like this. “One thing I must say, you have a perfect belly…but I would like you to cover up..I don’t want anyone seeing you like this” he said very softly causing goosebumps all over my body. He lightly touched my belly with his fingers making me red. +

He pulled away, winked and turned. I then noticed that I was wearing a crop top with a shrug and sweatpants. I know its not a good combination..but still. Thank God I was wearing my hijab. But wait, did he just winked??? That means he knew from the beginning and he was acting.

I quickly grabbed some onion and potatoes and started throwing at him. He turned and smirked “you took so long to realize this?? It was a good sight to see and that too early in the morning” he teased. I threw with more force at him…Jerk…!! Jerk jerk!!!

After praying Asr prayer, I was folding the mat when I heard sounds of shuffling something from downstairs. I quickly went down to see Arhaan giving orders to the labors. “What is all this about??” I asked him. +

“Ahh..I see, so you’re dressed properly” he replied. I rolled my eyes.

“Arhaan will you tell me what’s going on??” I asked him out of patience.

“Umm..nothing just removing some furniture’s” +

“That I can see as well but why?? And why are you so early from work??”

“Why you’re not liking that I’m home early??”

“Arhaan” I shouted.

“Okay okay..calm down!! I’m making space because I’m throwing house party and that’s why I’m home early” he said.

I made an o face. I knew that he’ll ask me something to do or make.

“You actually don’t have to make something because everything I’ve ordered from outside but yeah you have to serve tonight. You understood?” He ordered. I frowned at him. Has he gone mad?? Is he telling me to become the waitress of his “so called party”???

” No..I’ll not be the waitress..it’s your party..I don’t have anything to do with it” I told him sternly.

“I never asked you, I told you and by the way this is my house and you’re living here as my Maid so if Maid’s are not going to serve guest then who will??” He said with his eyebrows raised. Again he had to say that..why does he always has to say it aloud. I know I’m his maid and will always be..it hurts.

“I know Arhaan that I’m your maid, everytime you don’t have to remind me..and don’t worry I’ll serve.” I told him and left from there.

So after exactly three hours I’m here serving the awful people. This mess he calls party?? People are all on top of each other. Music is blasting in such a loud volume that I bet this house is going to break at any time. Some people are so shameless that they were making out as if they are in their own sweet bedroom. Disgusting!!!

“Hey you get me a can of soda” somebody ordered. I quickly gave him the can. I was returning to the kitchen when I saw Laiba entering the house. Masha Allah she was pretty. She has a long brown hair that was curled from the end. She was wearing jeans and black top. She had kept the make up minimal. “Hi baby…what took you so long” Arhaan said and hugged her. I quickly averted my gaze and went back towards the kitchen.

I quickly grab tray full of snacks and drinks and went towards the living room to serve them. As I entered the living room Arhaan was the first person to pick up the drink. The sight disgusted me alot. He was holding Laiba on the other side and smirked. I moved forward to serve others.”Attention attention everyone..I would like you to introduce Laiba..the love of my life and my soon to be wife” Arhaan anounced happily and he kissed her hands. Everyone was cheering and clapping for them.

I looked down I could feel tears forming in my eyes. “I’m not over guys I would like you to introduce someone else also” he said as he came near to me “meet Mahira my new maid and your waitress for tonight” he said and everyone started clapping once again. I was shocked. I was stunned for that moment. I saw Laiba smirking.

I quickly went to the kitchen and splashed some water on my face. No Mahira you’re not going to cry for him. He don’t deserve me. But I love him. I quickly composed myself and went back to serve. My eyes met with Arhaan, he was dancing with Laiba. He was clutching her so tightly that there wasn’t any gap between them. I was hurt. I so badly wanted to rip her away from him but at the same time I didn’t wanted to make a scene.

I was serving and all the time I could feel that he was staring at my direction only. I know he was doing this just because to make me angry so that I’ll react and he will use it against me. I’m sorry husband I’m not that fool…do whatever you wanted to do, because I’ve stopped in making you fall for me.

I was cleaning the dishes when somebody grabbed me from the back. “Hi sexy” I turned only to come face to face with a drunk boy. He grabbed me from my waist and pulled me closer to him. “Leave me…” I shouted as I kept twisting from his grip. It was disgusting me to be touched by someone else. Tears started pouring down.

“Shh..shh..why dear?? Does Arhaan pay you so well?? Come to me baby..be my maid and I’ll pay you double..in fact you’re not to be kept as a maid but to be kept on the bed” he said. I slapped him so hard that even my palm was stinging with pain.

“You b---h” he forcefully grabbed my hijab from the back. I shreiked in pain. “Leave her John” someone called. I know that voice. “Why Arhaan let me also enjoy with her” that John guy said. Arhaan was glaring at him. Jaws clenched. He quickly grabbed John and punched him so hard that his nose started bleeding and fell down on the floor.

I gasped. He quickly got up and ran away from the kitchen. Arhaan turned to look at me. “Are you okay?” He asked. So after all this he had the guts to ask me if I’m okay or not??? Shame on you Arhaan Sheikh. “Leave me alone Arhaan” I replied hissing through my teeth. I guess he understood that I’m very much angry now because without protesting he left. +

The party has almost come to its end and I was cleaning the kitchen when Laiba decided to meet me. “I guess it’s very much clear now that who is standing where??” She taunted. I sighed. “Laiba I guess you lack in some of the senses. If you think that by serving the guest or doing the house chores I’m his maid then you’re wrong. Because this is my duty and my right as a wife and a house wife. And about the standing thing you only think that you come here as a guest and meet Arhaan for some time while I stay here and have Arhaan to myself most of the time.” I said and smirked.

She twitched her eyebrows. She was angry. She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. She huffed and went away. I sighed. I’m sick and tired of this. I quickly finished cleaning the kitchen and went outside to grab the empty glasses and other trash that was there. I was picking up one of the glass when I heard someone moaning. I scrunched my nose in disgust but when I saw I suddenly dropped the glass. +

Arhaan had pinned Laiba to the wall and from where I could make out was they were about to kiss when I dropped the glass. Arhaan quickly left her and straightened his shirt while Laiba seemed unaffected to be caught red handed. Instead she pecked Arhaan on his lips and went away smirking at me.

I couldn’t take this so I went to my room and suddenly I vomited. I was so disgusted by the sight and of today’s events. “Mahira are you okay” he came quickly as he pulled back my hair and patted my back. I brushed my teeth to get rid of the awful taste of vomit. Without saying anything I went and sat down on my bed.

“Mahira listen” I cut him off mid sentence..I was so d--n angry at him. “Dare you say a word to me. Whatever you’ve done or said in the evening wasn’t enough that you still wanted to say?? What do you think of you’re self?? I know you love Laiba, everytime you don’t have to show it on my face. If you love her soo much then why aren’t you calling dad and telling him about this? If I wanted I also could’ve shouted at you or insulted you during evening but I didn’t because I didn’t wanted to create a scene and on top of that your reputation only would have gone down and I’m not like you who feel proud of insulting others. Do you even think once also before saying anything that how will it’ll feel to other? Arhaan every time you insult me, hurt me..it hurts..it hurts more deeper. It hurts to see you with someone else, it hurts to see you hugging someone or kissing, It hurts to see that you love and care for someone else..it hurts alot Arhaan” I broke down.

“Are you jealous Mahira??” He asked. This got me more on my nerves. “Yes Arhaan I’m jealous..if this only you wanted to here. Yes I’m jealous because she has you and I don’t, I’m jealous because what she has I don’t have, I’m jealous that you care for her more than me, I’m jealous because…” I stopped myself from almost blurting out that I love him.

“Because what Mahira complete it” he jerked me towards himself. “Say it”

“No I will not…I’m not your slave that whatever you’ll say I’ll listen to it..I’m not..I’m also a human being who has heart, who has feeling” I was crying. He hugged me and started soothing me. This disgusted me more..just before he was hugging and clutching that Laiba and now me..I pushed him away.

“Get out right now Arhaan” I shouted at top of my voice. He didn’t even moved a bit. He was looking at me. I forcefully caught his hand and with all my strength I pushed him out of the door. I locked the door from inside and sat down there only.

To be continued…