| Novel Name: | Milkiyat E Zohaan |
| Writer: | Unknown |
| Category: | Forced Marriage Based |
Most Attractive Sneak Peak Of Milkiyat E Zohaan By Unknown Writer
"I have only come here to divorce your granddaughter." Zohan Shirazi's words fell into Bijan's ears like molten lead. She looked at the handsome and handsome man sitting opposite her with moist eyes.
He had come to the mansion after a full ten years. To end this nameless and invisible relationship forever. "Bijan, these are divorce papers, I can never give a place to the enemy's daughter in my house or in my heart." He threw the file in his hand on the table. He wanted to punish his innocent granddaughter for the accident that happened in the past, which she was unaware of.
Seeing the fire of revenge burning in Zohan's eyes, she understood that the time for persuasion had passed. She wiped her moist eyes and raised her head to look into Zohan's eyes for the first time. "Then why did you wait so long, Zohan Shirazi?" There was an unusual pause in Bijan's voice. Zohan's eyebrows furrowed.
"Divorce her quickly... "Now and at this very moment, so that I can marry my granddaughter to a good boy who will appreciate my Ashal, who can give her the place she deserves." The words of another man set Zohan on fire. His eyes started to turn red with anger.
Bijan's sentence set Zohan on fire. A young, charming girl of sixteen years old dressed in a red dress slowly entered the room. "Bijan, see how we look?" Ashal, dressed in a long, flowing red maxi, was showing Bijan her readiness by spinning around and around, engrossed in her own tune. Her loose hair was flowing on her waist. She looked extremely beautiful in the red dress. She was ready for her friend's birthday party.
Zohan Shirazi, who had come with the intention of divorcing her, froze in place after seeing her innocent and charming smile. But the next moment, he remembered that this was the daughter of the same woman because of whom his parents are sleeping under the soil of the grave today." Oh my God, you're not ready yet? We'll be late." Ashal frowned.
Ashal's tongue suddenly stopped. Zohan's eyes turned red. He glanced at Ashal from head to toe. She was looking like a doomsday in a red dress, and this only further inflamed Zohan's anger. He walked right in front of her. So close that the enchanting scent of his expensive cologne overwhelmed Ashal's senses. "You won't go anywhere." He growled, gritting his teeth. Ashal raised his eyelids in fear and looked at him. Tears started to well up in his big eyes.
He narrowed his big eyes and looked at this rude stranger. "Son! This... Who is this Hitler? And why is he shouting at us?" He asked, poking his small nose. Son suppressed his impending smile. "Hitler?" I am your husband." Zohan's temper rose. "You will be the husband of your own house. Our soulmate has never scolded us like this, so who are you to rule over us?" Ashal placed his hand on his waist and spoke sharply.
Zohan's temper suddenly touched the sky. No one had addressed him like this until now. He grabbed Ashal's wrist with a jerk and pulled her towards him. "How dare you speak to me in that tone? You have a very strong tongue, don't you? I will cut it off and put it on your palm if you misbehave again." Zohan threatened him with extreme brutality.
"Zohan, let go of Ashal's hand, Shirazi, by what right do you hold our granddaughter's hand?". Soulmate got up from his seat. Zohan raised his eyebrows and looked at him. As if saying, really? She is my wife." Oh God, if you cut off your tongue, how will we eat chocolate?" She said innocently, her eyes wide open. Zohan's heart wanted to strangle this innocent disaster.
"Your tongue is very strong, isn't it? You love to talk, Mrs. Zohan Shirazi, wait and watch, once you come to my disposal, you will forget." Her voice was so low that only Ashal could hear her. She picked up the file from the table and without wasting a moment, she tore it into pieces. "I have changed my mind, lifeless, you were right. Why should I give someone else a chance to appreciate her by divorcing her? This girl will also burn in the fire in which I am burning." He said in a very brutal tone, buttoning his coat.
"Zohan, what do you mean? What are you going to do?" Lifeless's color turned pale." There will be no divorce... Prepare for your departure today, and she will go with me at that time." Looking into Ashal's eyes, she addressed the lifeless woman. "A departure doesn't happen like this. First, you marry our granddaughter in the traditional way. We don't accept this childhood marriage." Ashal was shocked.
Raising her eyes, she saw Zohan. This meant that this man was her husband, and that too her childhood husband. A shy smile spread across her lips. "Where will you run away to? Now you have to come under my protection." She quickly ran away from there to hide her smile and went towards her room. "I agree to all your conditions." While Ara Begum was left just looking at her.
Urdu Sneak Peek
Introduction Of Novel
Milkiyat-e-Zohaan is a compelling Urdu novel that revolves around intense emotions, possessiveness, and complex relationships. The story highlights themes of authority, love, and control, often showing how a person can consider someone as their “milkiyat” (possession). It explores the struggles of the characters as they navigate between love and dominance, right and wrong. With dramatic twists and strong character portrayal, the novel keeps readers engaged while delivering deep insights about relationships and the consequences of obsession.
Introduction Of Writer
The writer of Milkiyat-e-Zohaan is unknown, yet the story reflects the creativity and depth often found in modern Urdu literature. The author demonstrates a strong command over emotions, relationships, and character building. Through simple but engaging writing, the writer succeeds in جذبing readers and presenting meaningful themes related to love, power, and human nature
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