An instructive story

The Fire of Jealousy

Adab Kutab Story | Adabi Story

Laiba’s son Zara Zoya’s clothes are pressed. She must have just come from college.
Mamani handed him the clothes.
She made a face and stood up. She pressed Zoya’s clothes and kept muttering angrily in her mouth. She had been living in her uncle’s house since her childhood. ( The Fire of Jealousy )

When her mother died, her grandmother brought her with her. She was young but in her class because of her intelligence.
Laiba was always jealous of him and he did not know when this wave of jealousy became a tense tree in his heart. ( The Fire of Jealousy )

Spreading her clothes on the ironing table, she smiled poetically and intensified the ironing. Mamani Mamani was now giving them a loud voice. The clothes were burnt in the middle and a big hole had made this beautiful dress ugly. The dress worn at the wedding was badly damaged by Zoya. So Zoya also came. If she could not do it, she would tell me. I would do it myself.

Hey, Amy, what happened? As soon as Zoya came, she saw her mother angrily and asked, “Look, she has burned your clothes. Now what will you wear to the wedding?”

He put the burnt frock in front of her. No problem, my mother will wear another one. Don’t worry, she replied with satisfaction. But it was new, Zoya. Nothing happens now. What can happen if it is burnt by mistake now? And Zoya was always deceived here, which she thought was a mistake. In fact, it was done deliberately. Laiba was happy in her heart.

( The Fire of Jealousy )

Zoya could not look more beautiful than her, but she was overwhelmed to see that even in her normal clothes, she looked better than her and remained the lifeblood of the party.
After some time, they both had to go on a trip from the school.
Zoya was very happy because she was dying for the first time. The two stayed together everywhere. While grazing on the hill, they raced. Zoya overtook Laiba. Once again, Laiba became very jealous of her defeat.

There was a short distance to the top of the hill when Zoya’s foot slipped and she fell down. She stopped herself with a cover and started to save herself from going further down because there was a deep ditch at the bottom. Punch came near. Help me. I will fall in Laiba. Hold my hand and pull it. She looked at him with hope and hope but she forgot that not her friend but the enemy is standing in front. ( The Fire of Jealousy )

On the other hand, Laiba did such a show that she did not see or hear. I will die if I help her. She was crying now. Laiba approached and sat next to him, not just holding his hand. You know, Zoya, you outshine me everywhere. If you were, I would not be visible to the people. Everyone in the class was amazed at your intelligence and beauty. He sings songs. You humiliate me everywhere and become good yourself.

In the end, what have I done to you that you do all this to me? I didn’t do anything like that. You misunderstood.
Zoya looked at him in fear and said, “No, you always do that, but you are going to die, so how can I waste such a good opportunity?”

In the end, he laughed out loud. He grabbed both her hands and pulled them up a little and then let go of them. Before the fall, he saw the uncertainty in Zoya’s eyes. Her face was wet with tears and the only word that came out of her mouth at that time was Allah. Three years later, Laiba is not living a normal life like before, she has become mentally ill.

Every night she is Zoya’s She looks at her face with uncertain eyes and tears and then she can’t sleep all night. The murder done in the fire of jealousy kills her instantly.
And today she has become an example of a living grave __ !!

The Fire of Jealousy, The Fire of Jealousy