Mistress

Chapter 15- Supportive Grandma

Sehreyar's p.o.v

" Hello, Vikram. It's me. Sehreyar. I need your help," I told my mafia friend Vikram on the phone.

He asked me curiously," What kind of help? You are calling me after a long time. Kabhi apni ish dost ko

bhi yaad kar liya kar ( Sometimes do remember your this friend.)

I heard him chuckling and I just rolled my eyes because I am not in the mood of doing any kind of

sarcasm.

"Bakwas band kar(Stop your nonsense) and listen to me carefully. I am sending you 5 woman's

information. I want you to sell them in the brothel. How you will do that I don't know. Kidnap them,

blackmail them. Do whatever you wanted to do. But, you have to throw them in the brothel," I said

angrily clutching the phone tightly.

He asked me," Fine. I am understanding and you know very well that I will never refuse you. But, why

are you so angry at those women? What they have done?"

I said gritting my teeth," Because they have touched something which belongs to me. Don't question

me more. I am really pissed off now."

" Fine. I will not question you any more. Thoda moujh masti karle tera mood thik ho jaye ga ( Have

some fun. Your mood will be fine)," he replied and I heard him laughing.

I know what's he talking about. This sexaholic is telling me to sleep with some random whore. I don't

feel any kind of attraction towards any woman apart from Meher. This girl has occupied every single

cell of my body and mind.

I said getting irritated," Go to hell. Do the work quickly."

After that I cut the call and looked at Meher who is still unconscious. I don't know why I am feeling too

much bad for her.

I might have forced her to sleep with me but I have never beaten her. I never raise my hand on her.

Those bitches has beaten and humiliated this little girl in front of the whole public. How dare they touch

her! She is only mine. Only I can hurt her and do whatever I wanted to do.

I wanted to teach those bitches a proper lesson for touching Meher. That's why I am going to show

them hell by throwing them into brothel. And I am pretty sure that Vikram will not disappoint me.

I wanted to do the same with Sajal because she is the main culprit. But, I couldn't just thinking about

relations. Otherwise I might have done worse with her.

I am just looking at Meher's injured face when my phone started ringing and it's from dadi.

I am sure that Sajal has told everything to Dadi. This bitch is always busy pushing my buttons. Why

can't she just accept the reality that I don't love her!

I think it's time to involve Dadi in everything.

Without wasting any time I got into my car and after 45 minutes I am in front of my house.

I entered there and found that Sajal is crying resting her head on Dadi's shoulder. Seeing her crocodile

tears I am feeling like to slap her repeatedly.

No sooner had Dadi seen me she snapped at me," What am I hearing, Sahu? You raised your hand on

Sajal? You are having a mistress? What the hell is happening? Are you out of your mind?"

" Dadi, I won't lie to you. I agreed to marry Sajal just because I didn't have any choice. I will admit the

truth that I will never be able to give her the love which a wife deserves," I admitted truthfully.

Hearing me, Sajal said crying loudly," he is doing all this just because of his little bitch. He is doing all

this for his mistress. He is cheating with me."

" If you want to marry me then you have to accept my mistress as well. I am not going to leave Meher.

At least for now," I said giving a disgusted look at Sajal.

" Sahu! You can't do all this to Sajal. You have to marry her and spend your life with her. You can't turn

your face from the promise which you have made to your dead mother," Dadi said all this giving me an

angry glare.

I tried to say something when she said sternly," You have to throw away your mistress and accept Sajal

wholeheartedly. I know that my Sahu will never go against my order." Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Hearing her, I just sighed and said giving a glare," Dadi, may I talk to you alone?"

" I don't want to hear any kind of excuse. You will......." Dadi couldn't complete her sentence when I

yelled," Dadi, please....."

She just looked at me widening her eyes. Then, she said being annoyed," Fine. Let's hear what you

want to say."

After that, Dadi and I entered into my room. I closed the door hurriedly. Dadi asked me," Tell me. What

you want to say?"

I said holding her shoulder," Dadi, I want to hear your genuine opinion."

" About what?" She asked me confusingly.

I replied," About my mistress. Whatever I am doing, I am doing all this for Haniya. I am doing all this to

give Haniya justice."

" What are you talking about? She asked me knitting her brows.

Then, I told her everything about Meher. I told her who is Meher's brother and why I have made her my

mistress. I told her how I am taking my revenge from that fucker's full family. I told her about my

planning about that Khan family.

After hearing me, I saw her shocked expression and an unknown satisfied expression. I don't know

what will be her opinion.

To my utter surprise, she hugged me and said patting my back," You did well, Sahu. You did very well. "

I parted myself from her hug and asked her with my surprised expression," Are you supporting me,

Dadi? "

" of course. I am supporting you," She said and kissed my forehead.

I smiled at her when she said having a dark expression on her face," Make them pay for my Haniya's

misery. And make that girl Meher's life miserable. Humiliate her every day just the way her brother

humiliated my Haniya. Only then he will understand my Haniya's pain. "

" You can rely on me completely about this matter. But, please. Control this Sajal. She is ruining the

whole show," I said giving her an irritated expression.

Dadi chuckled hearing me. She said resting her one hand on my shoulder," Sajal will be your wife.

Sooner or later you have to marry her. But, you have to throw away that bastard's sister after playing

with her enough. I will handle Sajal. You just concentrate on making that Khan family regret their birth."

I hugged her and said smirking," That's my Dadi. I knew that you will always support me."

Then, I asked her boringly, " How you are going to handle Sajal? Next time, if she finds Meher then she

will kill her surely. You can't even imagine what she has done today."

" You just have to move Meher from the farmhouse where she is staying. Move her to another house or

apartment and the rest I will see," Dadi replied confidently.

I again hugged her and said," Thank you so much, Dadi. Thank you."

" Don't thank me, Sahu. I also want to give justice to Haniya. I will do anything which is right for my

grandchildren," She said and I just smirked.

Finally, everything is settled now. This time Dadi is also with me. It will be fun to destroy that pathetic

Khan family.

After three week

Author's p.o.v

It's been three weeks since Meher is in bed rest. She is recovering slowly. Her injured face and body

are quite fine now but her injured heart couldn't heal.

She couldn't forget that humiliation which she had faced in front of the public. Her innocent heart is too

much broken now. She has lost her all hope from this life.

As per Sehreyar's order, Meher was moved to another house which is very close to the beach and

more beautiful than the previous one. Though this house is beautiful still Meher detests it. She detests

it because of its owner.

Everyday Sehreyar came to see Meher's condition but Meher didn't react to any of his talking.

After that incident, Meher didn't utter a single word with Sehreyar. She is behaving like a mute with

Sehreyar. She is intentionally giving him cold shoulders. Meher doesn't blame Sajal fully though she

hates her for whatever she did with Meher. Meher is only blaming Sehreyar for her miserable condition.

Sehreyar is becoming frustrated seeing Meher's this behaviour. He is controlling his outburst only

thinking about her health condition.

Right now, Meher is sitting on the bed and giggling with a 3-year-old baby girl. The baby is in Meher's

lap and touching her hairs.

Well, this baby is that nurse's who was appointed to take care of Meher. That nurse brings her daughter

sometime in her work.

Meher is very fond of little children. That's why she is liking this baby girl too much. She used to dream

of having a baby girl with her prince charming. But, now she only dreams to live a peaceful life. After

facing this cruel world she is believing that prince charming doesn't exist.

In this house, this baby is the only reason that Meher laughs and talk like a normal person. Otherwise,

she always sits on the bed and passed her time looking at the window aimlessly.

Meher got down from the bed with the help of that nurse to explore the beach with that baby girl.

" Mam, will you be ok? You are still weak. Will you be able to walk properly? The nurse asked worriedly.

Meher smiled at the nurse and said," Don't worry, Atifa. I am quite fine now."

Atifa didn't object anymore. She helped Meher to wrap the dupatta properly on her chest because she

couldn't move her arm properly.

Meher's arm was also injured because of those brutal kicks. Whenever she moved her arm upward the

pain rushed through her whole body.

" Come, Sneha. We are going to explore this beautiful beach," Meher said to that baby girl

affectionately.

Sneha holds Meher's one finger tightly and said with her baby voice," Let's go, Meher aunty."

Meher smiled hearing Sneha's baby voice. She is feeling a little bit relaxed seeing Sneha's cute face.

Meher and Sneha will just leave the room when Sehreyar enterd into the room clutching Meher's phone

tightly.

Seeing him, Meher's happy expression has now vanished from her face. A gloomy, sad and angry

expression appeared on her face.

Sehreyar glared at Meher ordered Atifa rudely," Leave the room right now. I want to talk with Meher."

" Don't leave. I don't want to talk with him," Meher said angrily giving him a disgusted look.

Atifa isn't understanding whose command she should obey. She is confirmed that another drama is

going to happen between this two. She can say just looking at their facial expression.

" Leave," Sehreyar's voice echoed through the whole room like a rumble of thunder.

Sneha started crying after hearing his dangerous voice. Atifa and Meher both flinched hearing him.

Atifa didn't waste any time. She holds Sneha's hand and left the room hurriedly.

No sooner had Atifa left the room Sehreyar showed Meher some message on her phone.

She took the phone in her hand and seeing the messages her eyes get widened like saucers. She isn't

understanding what she should say.

Sehreyar threw the phone on the floor and asked her angrily," Who is this Asish Mehta?"