Ignore this one if you think black magic is a superstition or you find this creepy. This was someone's experience which I'm just giving a Meerasim version. The incidents are very much true. So don't bash me later.

Thank you!

It was late. Again he skipped dinner with his family. He was pissed off due to his mother's constant nagging about Meerab. One thing he just couldn't understand why the hell she got him married to her when she didn't like her? It wasn't like they eloped and got married!

He was silently climbing the stairs when his cousin, Haya called him from behind. Oh god! How much he hates this vile woman. No self respect, nothing.

As he looked towards her he frowned. Her dress was more like hugging her and make up was too heavy for staying at home.

"Murtasim, I made dinner for us. Come let's have it."

Us? What the fuck is us?

"Didn't you have dinner?"

"I was waiting for you. You know Meerab should do these. But nevermind. I am here for you."

"Right. Let's eat." As soon as he took a bite he knew his Meerab made it. This bitch!

You haven't eaten dinner, right Haya? Such a lair. He was suŕe that she ate till her stomach screamed and maybe didn't anyone ask Meerab to eat even a bite.

When did his family became like this?

Suddenly his anger knew no bound. He will teach this Haya a lesson.

"Feena? Feena? Come here."

While Feena came running, he asked Haya to fetch some cold water from the fridge.

"Didn't Meerab make this food Feena? Only truth." He glared.

"Yes,  Khan. Everything is made by her only. Haya bibi makes her do almost all the things and takes the credit."

This fucking bitch.

"Did she have dinner? Meerab!"

"No one asked about her nor Haya let any of us call her. And she said she will wait for you then eat."

So she didn't eat too. Haya is gonna pay for this. Meri Meerab

"Feena, take all the food and keep in fridge and lock it. Give the key to me."

He silently made a plate for Meerab and him and went to their room. After freshing up, feena gave him the key and he locked the door.

He then woke up Meerab and made her eat. As they finished there was a knock. It was Haya and Ma begum.

"Yes? Ma, you are here. This late? Everything is fine, right?"

"I want to talk to you. Now."

"Ask her to go away from here. Otherwise we will talk tomorrow. "

"I won't leave. I waited for you but you.."

"I didn't ask you to wait. And I didn't ask you whether you will go or not. I ordered you to leave. So apni manhus shakal gum karo, behaya larki.:"

"Murtasim?"

"Ma you want to talk right.?"

"Haya go to your room."

As she left,  they sat on the sofa in his room.

"Ji, bolen."

"Why don't you ask your wife to do something other than sleep? Every work is done by Haya only.. isn't Meerab daughter-in-law of this house? If she can't fulfill her duties, divorce her."

"Have you finished? Can I speak now,?"

"My wife is severely ill."

"Doctors doesn't find any illness. She is just acting."

"Isn't Meerab a Khan? Isn't she a daughter of this house? Isn't she Meerab Anwar Khan before she became Meerab Murtasim Khan? If you don't ask Maryum to do soem chores then why her?"

"Maryum is a daughter whereas Meerab is daughter-in-law. " she hissed.

"She is a daughter first. Then a daughter-in-law.  Khan Murtasim's wife. Not some characterless Haya husain to do some chores."

"How can you say something like this for a woman?"

"Why don't you just see that vile women always try to seduce your son? " his voice rose.

"Listen Ma, Haya makes Meerab do all the chores and takes the credit. I asked every staff in the house and I can assure you they are not lying to their khan. Besides don't you recognise Meerab's cooking?"

"Why would Haya do that?"

"To be in everyone's good book. And about Meerab, I love her a lot. More than anyone. So I request you not to ask me to leave her ever again. "

As Ma begum left and he came inside, the things he saw left him frozen.

Meerab was shuddering vigorously. As if someone was shaking her.

"Meerab!"He screamed. He ran towards her and hold her hand. It seemed like she was not in her sense. Finding no other way, he took her in his arms. In a hug.

Even that couldn't stop her. She continued shuddering. Murtasim was getting frightened. So he started reciting Ayatul qursi..

And then it happened. She started scratching him. Digging her nails in his arms.

"Meerab, hosh mai aao. Hosh mai aao Meerab. Ya Allah!"

After sometime it automatically stopped. And she very slowly started to open her eyes. As her ones clashed with his, she just whispered his name.

"Murtasim"

"Murtasim ki jaan. Kya hogaya tumhe?"

"What happened to me? I'm perfectly fine. But why do you look so pale? And what are these marks? Who did these?"

It was Murtasim's turn to be shocked. She didn't remember anything. He was right. She isn't in her sense. Allah! What happened to his Meerab?

"Nothing. Just like that. You just sleep. Go back to sleep."

"Can I sleep like this? In your arms?"

"Yes. Come." He started messaging her head. In no time she was asleep. But he couldn't.

"Murtasim, I don't feel well. It feels weird."

"Let's go to the doctor." But as the doctor checked everything was normal. 

"Believe me Murtasim. I don't feel well. That's why I asked you."

"I know. Why are you explaining?"

"I don't know."

For somedays she was alright. But then it started. She was all quite. No talk. Nothing. Looking towards nothing specific. Sometimes doing something horrible.

One day she sat on the dining table. Alhamdulillah that was midnight. Otherwise Ma begum would have killed her. She stopped interacting.

One day she even wore his t shirt and trousers. If that was anything normal, things would have been something else but no.

One day she asked him to make a braid out of her hair.

"Can you please make it? The way you used to when we were kids."

And he did. He did all the things to make her happy. But till now no progress. And it's increasing. But he is helpless.

A loud knock made him snap out of his thoughts. It was morning already. He just didn't realise it. And he felt himself crying more.

"Coming!" He opened the door only to find Haya showing her teeth.

"Yes?"

"Ma begum is calling you guys for breakfast."

"Okay." With that he went downstairs and made plate for both of him and Meerab.

"Feena, keep it in our room."

"Ji Khan."

"Murtasim, let's breakfast together. I made your favourites. Why to do with her?" She said with a hint of disgust.

"The one you are talking about is Mrs Murtasim Khan. The daughter and daughter-in-law of this house. Not someone outsider like you."

"Am I an outsider?"

"Yes clearly you are. You are not a Khan. You are Haya. Just Haya. You are given the permission to stay here because you lost your parents and they are my father's sister and brother in law.  Otherwise this is not your home. Now shut up before i throw you out."

Coming to room, he was more horrified to see Meerab. Her whole body was scratched.

"Meerab? Meerab open your eyes. What happened? Feena bring some water." As he sprinkled some water, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Murtasim"

"Yes sweetheart. Murtasim is here only. Come on we have to eat breakfast. Please sweetheart."

After he made her eat, he went to kitchen just to ask all of them prepare all the food meerab liked when Feena said.

"Khan? Woh mujhe apse kuch baat karne thi."

"Thik hai. Bolen."

After coming to Murtasim's room, she said.

"Khan, I think someone did black magic on her. All the symptoms are like that. Even doctors are finding nothing. Forgive me Khan if I say something wrong but I think Haya did this. She always tales madam Meerab's credits. If you want i can contact a Khala who can treat Meerab bibi."

"Give me the address. And I hope..."

"This will be a secret till you want Khan. We all love Meerab bibi. That's why this."

He came and sat beside his wife. Who was looking towards nothing specific.

"Meerab, what's there?"

"He." "Who?"

"Can't you see,? He is laughing at you. Ask him to go." He understands someone is trying to make her insane with this.

"Come here. We will shoo him away. Everything's gonna be okay. He lulled her to sleep and cried himself to sleep.

Next day when they went to the address,  they saw a elderly woman sitting there.

"Assalamualaikum, Khala."

"Walaikumussalam, Khan. Feena ne bataya apke bareme. Thoda sabr kare. In sha Allah apke biwi sahi ho jayegi."

With that she recited something and blew over  Meerab.

"Ek larki ne isspar kala jadu kia hai. Jinn k jariye."

"Kyu? Meerab hi kyu?"

"Mai usko bulati hu. Aap puche usse Khan."

She again recited something and Meerab's whole body shook and then stopped. And that women stared them with big eyes.

"Kyu bulaya mujhe? Samajh mai nhi ata mujhe pasand hai ye larki! Usne mujhe milaya tha. Maghrib k wakt mila tha. Bohot khubsurat thi ye."

"Kaha the tum? Why is she in so much pain,?"

"I caused her pain. She saw me. Remember?"

"Who sent you?"

"I can't tell you that."

"You have to. Otherwise Khala will deal with you."

"I liked her so much."

"Shut up. Agar insaan hota toh jaan se maar deta mai tumhe."

"Haya. She took your wife's hair, nails and did this."

"Nothing shocking. That bitch!"

"She loves you. But you love this girl."

"Don't come near my wife again."

"Won't you give me something?

"Khala will tell you that."

With that he went and the woman gave them some instructions.

In their way home, Meerab was just looking towards Murtasim.

"Aise kya dekh rahi ho?"

"Tumhe."

"Itna accha lag raha hu?"

"Acche ka toh pata nhi lekin aab bure nhi lagte."

"Matlab accha lagta hu."

"Pata nhi."

When they reached home, Murtasim's rage came back seeing Haya. While Meerab looked  blank. She had that audacity to do black magic on his Meerab.

"Haya pack your bags."

"What are you saying Murtasim? Why would I?"

"You are leaving this place."

"I won't. What did I do?"

"Wow you have that courage to question me, you shameless woman? After doing black magic on my wife? What did you think?I will leave her? Only truth Haya. One lie and " He unlocked his gun.

"Yes. I did. Why won't I? I always loved you. But you? You never cared. You loved this bitch. What does she have that I don't?"

"Shame, purity. You know because of girl like you, people think everyone is a gold digger. We gave you shelter when you were orphan, nothing. But you started to think yourself as the owner of this house. Listen Haya, go away from Hyderabad otherwise I will kill you and no one would be able to find your dead body.

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As they retired after a long day,  Meerab just stared her husband.

"Murtasim!"

"Hmm." She just frowned and went towards him sitting on his lap while he looked shocked.

"What's hmm? Bolo Murtasim ki jaan."

"You want me to say that?"

"Yes."

"Murtasim ki jaan."

"You are just mine okay?"

"Just yours Meri Meerab!"

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