Chapter 9+ chapter 10
A week passed but nobody returned yet. Ayzel was feeling very lonely. She used to enjoy Asma's care, and serving Aliya Khanum.
Burhan only came one day when he had work in the mansion. That day Ayzel enjoyed a bit. They both talked and Ayzel cooked for him. He promised her soon he and Zikria would be back when his grandmother returned.
Today Warda came along with her friends. Her friends were a big group of spoiled brats from elite-class families.
A worried maid came into the kitchen and told her to make a variety of snacks for Warda and her friends.
"Okay, I will make the things. But why your face is pale?" Ayzel asked her.
"Warda Maam and her friends are not good news. They always insult maids here. Whenever they come, somebody gets into trouble." the maid expressed her experience.
"I do not want to serve her. " the maid cried out.
"Do not take tension. I will serve her too." Ayzel took pity on the poor maid. It was her nature to lessen everyone's worry.
Little did she know, she was walking to her death.
Once the snacks were ready, she went to the Warda's group. They all were sitting on the chairs in a big green field, outside the stables. Ayzel saw this area for the first time. She came here with the help of a servant.
"Oh look, who is here? Friends meet Ayzel, our new maid. oops I mean our new chef." Warda spoke in an extraordinarily flatter tune. Ayzel understood the hidden mockery in her voice. But she did not say anything.
"HI AYZEL." All minions of Warda spoke in synchronization. Their voices were purposely childish to irritate Ayzel.
"Hello to you all too," she replied to them without any emotion on her face.
Ayzel was silently dishing the snacks when a devilish idea came into Warda's mind. She whispered into her friend's ear and they all smirked.
"Warda, won't you show us the horses?" her one fried asked dramatically.
"Why not babe?" Warda replied.
Come on Ayzel join us." one girl also invited her.
"NO. I have to go. I have a work to do." Ayzel politely refused. Her heart was alarming her that these girls were not up to any good.
But despite her refusal these girls took her with them.
There were many horses of different breeds. All were unique and beautiful.
Many servants were hired to take care of them.
Ayzel was admiring a light brown horse, meanwhile, Warda and her one friend provoked "Toofan" (storm). Toofan was a black shiny horse and it was specifically Zain's horse. Its anger was the same as its owner's. When the evil girls were doing this, Toofan's caretaker was not present at that time.
"Ayzel come, meet Toofan." On Warda's call, she went to her.
In a few minutes, Toofan started to behave strangely. He was not letting anybody touch him.
"Do you want to ride it?"
Ayzel shook her head.
"Oh come on. Don't be a joy kill. Just only sit on him. Not everyone is lucky like you to have a chance to ride on Toofan." Warda mocked.
Despite her refusal, these girls forced her. They said she only had to sit. Toofan was getting angrier.
"I don't want to sit anymore. Get me down." poor Ayzel cried out.
The cunning Warda broke Toofan's rope. And now he was completely out of control. He started to run on big ground.
Ayzel was screaming for help, and all the other girls were laughing.
Zain was also coming to the stable with Osama when he heard Ayzel's screams.
They both rushed to the scene.
And rage engulfed Zain.
Without wasting a single minute, he took another horse and went in Ayzel's direction.
Now it was Warda's turn to get scared. She thought Zain was not at home. But now soon he will get to know the truth and she has to face harsh consequences.
"HELP, HELP." Ayzel was screaming at the top of her lungs.
"Ayzel! Calm down, " he shouted from her back.
Now the horse was jumping, he wanted to get rid of Ayzel. This made Ayzel pull his rein more strongly, which made Toofan furious.
Zain came forward, he tried to jump on Toofan, but he had already thrown down Ayzel.
"AYZEL!" Zain stopped instantly. Osama and other workers came too. They began to control horses.
Zain jumped down and rushed to Ayzel.
She was injured. Zain picked her in bridal style.
"Tell your friends to get out of my house. And I will deal with you later," he said loudly in anger to Warda, on the way.
And it was a huge blow to Warda's ego.
Zain carried Ayzel, all the way.
He carefully laid her on the bed. He was anxiously inspecting her. Her left knee and elbow were badly scratched and Few small scratches on her face.
"Ayzel your head, tell me if you are feeling any pain in the head?"
She shook her head. Her face was flushed. She was sobbing.
Zain still checked her head to confirm any injury.
"My whole body is hurting." she cried.
"I have called the doctor. He will check on you." he coaxed her.
"BRING FIRST AID BOX," he shouted to the maid.
She immediately fulfilled his command.
Once the box came, he started treating her wounds. She whimpered in pain when he applied an antiseptic to the wound.
"Just a little patience," he told her in a soft voice. He was also feeling her pain.
"Put your hand on my shoulder." she did as she was told.
Zain continued his work. When he applied the antiseptic again, due to the pain Ayzel dug her nails into his shoulder. Zain did not complain.
She was trying hard to endure pain. Like an expert, he tended to her wounds. His mafia world has already taught him these skills. Many times he cured his wounds alone.
"Ayzel how did you end up riding the horse?" he asked in concern. Then she narrated the whole story.
Soon the doctor came, and he also checked on Ayzel. Ayzel was afraid of the injection. But it was necessary for now. Zain also coaxed her into this.
The doctor prescribed some medicines.
"Let her take rest. She might get a fever. Some injuries will appear tomorrow. If she does not feel well in two days or feels any sharp pain. Immediately contact me." the doctor advised.
"Thank you, Doctor," Zain said. Then the doctor took his leave.
After making sure that Ayzel was asleep, he went out of her room.
Now his anger resurfaced. He still has to punish the culprit.
"So what did you investigate?" he asked Osma. They both were in his study.
Sitting on his chair, he was playing with a Crystal ball. His posture was dangerously calm. Someone dear to him was hurt.
"Boss, Toofan was harmed. He was provoked. This was placed under his seat." he showed him something. It was dry bark-like things with sharp thrones.
"And we knew the culprit too," Zain said with a stone-cold face.
"It's time to announce the verdict."Said Zain and spun the crystal ball.
By that time, Aliya Khanum and Asma returned too. Burhan and Zikria also came when they heard about Ayzel's condition.
Zain gathered them in the Main hall.
"Any specific reason for your today's crime, Warda?" Zain asked her. He decided that today she will bear the consequences of her action.
"What crime brother, that poor maid did not know how to ride a horse and you are blaming me for her fault?" she shamelessly denied.
"WARDA!" he yelled her name.
Blood appeared in his eyes. " I am not a feeding child or Dadi Jaan, who can be fooled by your tactics. Today you crossed a line. All the servants and people here listen with open ears, from now on Warda's friend will not step inside here. And no one is allowed to go to the stable without my permission." He was fuming.
"And if my orders get ignored, you all should be ready to face hell," he announced his final words.
"Bhai, are you doing this to me for that cheap maid?" Warda was hurt. She could not digest the fact that his dear brother had done this to her.
"No, I have done this because you hurt someone close to me. My Toofan got hurt by your silly action. And I will not tolerate this. You have your own place too either you will kill someone there or do drug dealings, I don't give a damn. But not in my place. Period." He went away.
"Warda, how can you go this far? Huh? Thanks to Allah that poor girl did not get any serious injury. What would happen if she gets any fracture? She could get a fatal injury too!" Zikria scolded her with a little concerned face. But this concern was not for Warda, but for Ayzel.
"She can die, I don't give a damn. Like we don't know what bhai does here?" she scoffed.
"It would be better if you leave now." This time Aliya Khanum spoke. Warda picked up her purse and strode out in anger.
But she promised to extract revenge from Ayzel, any time soon.
Zikria instructed Asma to take care of Ayzel. Asma went to her with Burhan. He wanted to see her too. But she was sleeping under the effect of painkillers.
"Poor girl. If only I knew that any of this would happen, I would have never left her alone here." She was creasing her head. Her heart panged on seeing her injuries.
Burhan facial expressions were painful too.
They both left from there.
At night she was awake now. Asma Khala was feeding her soup.
"Asma Khala I can't eat more. My face is hurting." she sniffled. Her chin had turned blue and purple. Bruises were now dominant on her face. She was feeling real pain now.
"Little bit more. You need food too, to recover soon." she coaxed her.
It was time to give tea to Aliya Khanum, so Asma instructed the maid to feed the rest of the soup. She obliged.
"I know you are hurting, but this accident came as a blessing in disguise." the maid told her in a hushed tone. Her eyes were shining.
"What are you saying?" bewildered Ayzel asked.
"For the first time, Zain sir has taken action against Warda Madam. He forbade her friends' entry here." And then she revealed all the scenes that happened earlier.
For a moment she forgot her pain. She was immersed in deep thinking about why would a man of status like Zain scold her sister for a person like her. She is only a kind of servant here.
She zoned out. Her chain of thinking was broken when Burhan entered. He came with lots of chocolates and a teddy bear.
"Ayzzzellll....I missed you so much." he hugged her lightly.
"You brought these for me?" she asked in childish excitement.
"No, for Dadi jaan." he gave her a duh look. "of course for you dumbo. Tell me seriously, if you have hurt your head." he inspected his head in a pretending manner. She giggled.
And then both spend time together till midnight. He promised her, that if next time Warda does such a thing, he would give her a taste of her own medicine.
But unknown to them a person was observing them from peeking through the door.
And their chit-chat angered that person. And that angry person could do anything.
A loud crashing sound got their attention. Burhan went out to check. A broken vase was lying there. He was surprised too at how that happened. But he shrugged his shoulders. He bid goodnight to her and took the path to his room.
When Burhan entered his room he was startled to see a dark silhouette of a man. It was Zain. If he was not his cousin-brother, Bruhan for sure thought that he might come here to kill him.
"Bhai You! You scared me." he released a confused laugh.
"And why did you get scared? Hmm? Kya koi chori kar k aye ho?" The toxicity in his voice can be felt. (Did you steal something?)
"Bhai what are you saying?" he was getting more confused.
Zain laughed." You should check your face hahahhahah. Nothing to worry about. I am just worried about you. After all, you are my little brother." he patted Burhan's Shoulder.
"Burhan beware of small spiders at night. They can easily trap you." Burhan could not understand the double meaning of his words. Giving one final squeeze on his shoulder, Zain left bewildered Burhan there.
Was he actually worried about his little brother? No, he was worried that his little prey was trapped by someone else before him. And he can't let that even. He can't even let his brother come between him and his prey.
And he has to do something soon.