The Next Day – After Morning
The sun had risen,
but Zoboriya’s eyes were still drowning in the darkness of last night.
Safwan had quietly left,
but before leaving, he had said something in a voice so deep that it kept echoing inside her—
“If AbuZarr comes today…
before you listen to anything he says,
just remind yourself that he already belongs to someone else.”
Those words
were like nails hammered into her mind.
---
Haveli – AbuZarr
Over at the haveli,
AbuZarr had been restless all night.
Right after he hung up the phone,
he had turned around
only to find that Zoboriya was no longer at the door.
> “She came…
and left without even telling me?”
A strange ache gripped his chest.
He ran down the stairs,
but by then the car was already gone.
---
He asked the servant—
> “Where did she go?”
> “I don’t know, sir…
She just sat in the car and left,
crying a lot.”
Hearing that, his heart sank.
---
All night AbuZarr
picked up his phone at least ten times,
tried to call her,
but courage failed him each time
---
Next Morning – AbuZarr’s Decision
At dawn,
he made a decision.
He would go to her house himself.
Everything had to be cleared today.
There was fear inside him,
but also hope—
maybe she would listen to him.
---
Zoboriya’s House – Same Time
Zoboriya stood in front of the mirror.
Her face was swollen from the night,
her eyes red.
Her hands trembled.
> “Today…
if he comes,
I will demand answers.
I cannot live as someone’s shadow.”
---
A WhatsApp message from Safwan flashed on her phone—
> “I’m nearby.
If he comes today,
please don’t listen to him alone.”
Zoboriya didn’t reply.
She simply placed the phone on the bed.
---
Doorbell
Around noon,
the doorbell rang.
Her heartbeat quickened.
For a moment she thought it must be Safwan…
but when she opened the door,
it was AbuZarr standing there.
Drenched in rain,
breathing heavily,
eyes filled with deep regret.
---
> AbuZarr (softly):
“Zoboriya…
Please, just once, let me speak.”
---
Her heart
was in no mood to listen.
> Zoboriya:
“What’s left to say, AbuZarr?
I heard everything.
You have a wife…
a daughter…”
---
AbuZarr stepped forward—
> “Yes, I do…
and I should have told you much earlier.
That is my fault.”
His voice had grown heavy.
---
Zoboriya burst out—
> “Fault?
Do you even realize
what kind of night I spent yesterday?
All your promises… all your words…
turned out to be lies!”
---
AbuZarr lowered his head.
His words trembled.
> “I never meant to deceive you.
I came here only to end that relationship…
so that I could stand before you clean and honest.”
---
Those words silenced Zoboriya for a few seconds,
but the hurt in her heart
had already grown too deep.
> “So was I supposed to just wait?
Wait for all your problems to be solved?
With what right?”
---
Meanwhile – Hidden Safwan
Without either of them knowing,
Safwan was standing nearby,
hidden in a narrow lane.
His phone camera was on,
recording everything.
---
The Confrontation
Zoboriya’s voice cracked—
“AbuZarr, I wanted only one thing from you—
the truth.
And you never gave me that.
Before I could even hear it,
my trust had already died.”
---
Tears welled in AbuZarr’s eyes.
“Please… just give me one chance…”
---
Zoboriya raised her hand to stop him.
“No.
I need time.
Leave now.”
---
AbuZarr walked away slowly,0k
drenched in rain.
Safwan’s recording
was now complete.
---
Safwan’s Game
He smiled.
“That’s all I needed…
Now I’ll deepen this wound even more.”
He saved the video.
---
Zoboriya’s Room – Evening
Zoboriya sat by the window.
The sky was dull,
raindrops tracing lines on the glass.
In her mind,
one question kept rising—
“Was this love ever real?
Or just a lie?”
And with that question,
a seed of hatred slowly began to grow in her heart.
---
This is where the next turning point begins—
How will Safwan use this video?
How will AbuZarr try to prove his truth?
And who will Zoboriya choose to trust?
---
Next Day – Haveli Courtyard
The rain had stopped,
but the soil of the courtyard was still wet.
AbuZarr had been awake all night.
He knew that
if he didn’t speak the whole truth today,
the look of broken trust he saw in her eyes yesterday
would turn into a permanent distance.
---
He picked up his phone
and sent a single message to Zoboriya—
“I never wanted to hide the truth from you,
I just lacked the courage to say it.
If you’re willing,
please meet me this evening and hear me out one last time.
After that,
I’ll never question your decision.”
---
Evening – The Same Café
Zoboriya came.
Her face was cold,
still angry.
AbuZarr stood up when she entered,
but she didn’t allow him to pull a chair for her.
Zoboriya:
“Say what you have to say.”
---
AbuZarr’s Truth
AbuZarr took a deep breath.
His voice was low,
but every word came straight from his heart.
**“Yes… I am married.
But that marriage is the biggest burden of my life.
Sila…
she’s my wife only on paper,
not in my heart.
Two years ago, when I moved abroad for work,
she came with me.
But our relationship never worked.
Her heart was always with someone else.
I tried to hold on to her,
but in the end,
I became a husband only in name.”**
---
Zoboriya listened silently,
her face still stern.
AbuZarr took out his phone
and showed her some photos—
Sila laughing with another man.
**“I knew all this.
Yet I didn’t divorce her because…
that’s when our daughter Saman was born.
For her sake,
I tried to make the marriage work.
But when I realized
that there was no place for me in her world,
I decided to end it all.
I came here only to sort out legal custody for Saman
and end this relationship once and for all.”**
---
His eyes filled with tears.
“Last night…
when you overheard me,
that call was only because
I had promised to see Saman one last time.
That little girl is innocent, Zoboriya.
I cannot just abandon her.”
---
AbuZarr’s trembling hands
pulled out his passport, papers, and divorce documents,
and placed them in front of her.
**“Look.
I have done everything.
All that’s left is the court date,
and after that,
I will leave that life forever.
I didn’t keep this from you to deceive you.
I just wanted to tell you at the right time—
the full truth, not half of it.”**
---
Zoboriya’s hands began to shake.
Her anger had now turned into confusion.
“So…
all of this is true?”
---
> “True.
And if you don’t believe me…
you can verify these documents with any lawyer.
I want my heart to be completely transparent before you,
because without you,
I have nothing.”
---
He bent down and whispered—
> “Zoboriya…
My only mistake was telling you late.
But my heart…
it has always been only yours.
Punish me as you wish,
but just once,
look into my heart with your own eyes.”
---
Tears filled Zoboriya’s eyes.
She turned her face away.
Inside her, a storm was raging—
on one side, the wound of broken trust,
and on the other, AbuZarr’s painful truth.
---
In a corner of the café,
Safwan was watching the entire scene.
His face had turned dark.
“This is going against my plan…
No.
I won’t let this reconciliation happen so easily.”
---
The Next Twist Begins Here:
1. Will Zoboriya accept this truth?
2. Or will Safwan play a trick to drive them apart again?
3. And when the court date comes, what will happen?
---
Night – Zoboriya’s House
After returning from the café,
Zoboriya felt slightly lighter,
but far from clear.
AbuZarr’s words were slowly
beginning to sink in—
but old wounds do not heal quickly.
---
The doorbell rang.
She couldn’t imagine
who it could be at this hour.
When she opened the door,
Safwan was standing there.
Zoboriya (tired voice):
“You… at this hour?”
---
Safwan took a deep breath,
wearing a mask of concern on his face:
“I just came to check on you.
I heard you met AbuZarr today.
I was afraid he might
trap you with his words again.”
---
Zoboriya, exhausted, replied:
“He… told me the truth, Safwan.
He showed everything… the papers,
even explained about his daughter.”
---
Safwan smiled faintly,
lowering his gaze.
> “The truth?
Zoboriya…
Do you even know how to tell the difference between truth and lies?
Or have his words already melted your heart?”
---
He stepped inside,
pulled out his phone from his bag.
“I want to show you something.
So that you can see
what kind of man he is…
and who your real companion is.”
---
The Video
He handed the phone to Zoboriya.
The screen showed the same video—
That night,
when she had broken down on Safwan’s shoulder.
The camera clearly showed—
her shattered state,
her head resting on his shoulder,
and Safwan comforting her.
---
Zoboriya grabbed the phone in shock,
her eyes wide open.
“Who… who recorded this?”
---
Safwan, with an innocent tone, said:
**“I didn’t make it, I just recorded it…
so that if he ever
lied to you again and broke you,
I could remind you
who was there for you.
Look carefully at this video.
Look at your own state…
and think—
who was responsible for this?
AbuZarr!”**
---
His voice carried a quiet poison.
“He doesn’t love you.
he used you.
If you forgive him…
then next time, when you cry again,
I might not be able to save you.”
---
Zoboriya’s breathing quickened.
In her mind,
those moments came back again—
her running down the stairs,
the pain in his words,
and that other woman’s laughter.
---
Safwan said one last sentence:
> “Think about it, Zoboriya…
Who makes you cry,
and who wipes your tears?”
---
He took back his phone
and quietly left.
---
Zoboriya’s Heart
All night,
Zoboriya kept looking at that video.
AbuZarr’s words,
his papers,
and Safwan’s comfort—
everything clashed inside her mind.
Anger once again began to burn in her heart:
“If everything he said was true…
why didn’t he tell me earlier?
Why did I have to go through this unbearable pain?”
---
Safwan’s video
once again began to close
the door of her heart towards AbuZarr.
---
On the other hand,
AbuZarr sat in his room,
completely unaware
that this video
was about to shatter his last chance.
---
The Next Turning Point:
---
Next Short part
Next Morning –
Zoboriya’s Silence
Morning had arrived,
but Zoboriya’s phone remained silent.
She didn’t read AbuZarr’s message,
nor did she reply to Safwan.
That silence made both of them restless—
but the real storm was inside Zoboriya’s heart.
Haveli – AbuZarr
For the first time,
AbuZarr received a call from an unknown number.
“If you truly love Zoboriya,
be outside the court this evening.
Truth always finds its own way.”
The call disconnected.
His hands trembled—
it was Safwan’s voice.
This time, not a threat,
but a challenge.
Court Premises – Evening
By evening,
Zoboriya was there.
She didn’t know
that AbuZarr would come too.
And she had no idea
that today, not words,
but proofs would speak.
The Unexpected Truth
Outside the court,
Sila appeared herself.
An affidavit was in her hands.
“I’m tired of hiding the truth,”
Sila said.
“AbuZarr never betrayed me.
He stayed only for his daughter…
not for me.”
Zoboriya felt the ground slip beneath her feet.
Safwan, standing at a distance,
turned pale.
AbuZarr’s Final Step
AbuZarr looked at Zoboriya—
no complaints,
no accusations.
Just one line:
“Whatever decision you take,
let it be with peace in your heart.
I only wanted the truth to never remain incomplete.”
Tears rolled down Zoboriya’s eyes.
For the first time,
she understood—
Truth may arrive late and cause pain,
but it never wounds like a lie.
To Be Continued…
Will Zoboriya accept this truth?
What will Safwan do next?
And can love survive
after so many wounds?
📩 Message for Readers
Thank you from the bottom of my heart
for giving so much love to my story 🤍
Today, this story is being read in 150 countries,
and that is possible only because of you.
Please don’t forget to share and comment—
your support and feedback give me
the strength and motivation to keep writing.
Thank you once again 🌙✨
https://afsanawahidwrites.blogspot.com/2025/12/kandil-doctor-bakhsh-report-raaz.html
https://timespeakestruth.blogspot.com/2025/12/httpstimespeaktruth.comskoda-kylaq-review-hindi.html
No comments:
Post a Comment