To The Straight Path.

Chapter 77.

It was more than two months now of their reunion. Their relationship was extremely beautiful like them.

Eira was being like the way she was before, they used to tease each other, do the arguments on silly things for fun but no matter what they never failed to be there for each other.

Eira was sitting on the kitchen counter eating a pack of chips while feeding him too and he was making a cup of coffee for them.

He still has that fear to let her work in the kitchen and as per her request he hired a cook.

Now for lunch and dinner the cook was there but it was still his duty for breakfast.

With that Umar's phone started ringing.

"Can you go and pick that up for me?" He asked with a smirk looking at her.

She just nodded as her mouth was stuffed with chips blushing a little in embarrassment.

She jumped from the counter and basically ran to pick up the call.

"Assalam ul alaikum." She heard as soon as she picked the call.

"Walikum as salaam." She replied in a stern voice as, it was a male on the call.

"Can I speak to Mr Jabir."

"He is a little busy whatever it is tell me."

"Sure, actually his presence is needed for the mosque."

Eira furrowed her brows at this.

"Which mosque?"

"The money he donated to build the mosque for his wife."

This as if froze her entire cell of her body. She wasn't able to utter a single word now.

"Who is it Eira?" He asked while coming inside the bedroom but looking at her in this position made him taken aback.

"What's wrong? Who is it?" He asked again taking a step towards her.

Her eyes started brimming with tears and he got really worried, it was the first time in the entire two months that she was on the verge of crying.

He kept his palm in front of her and she slowly kept his phone back on his palm.

He looked at the caller Id first and started talking to the man but his entire focus was on her.

She was looking down trying to hide her tears but it was rolling down uncontrollably.

He cut the call and threw the phone on the bed. He cupped her face in his big palms and made her look up at him.

"What's the matter Eira? Why are you crying?"

"You have built a mosque in my name?" She asked in a whisper looking in his mesmerising dark blue orbs.

He chuckled and took a breath of relief. He wiped her tears and hugged her.

"Yes. But what is there to cry about in that silly."

"Happy tears." She mumbled hugging him back tightly.

"You could've done different things in happiness rather than breaking my heart like this." He said with a chuckle and made her look at him.

"Like what?"

"Like this." He whispered and pecked her lips.

"Now tell me why were you actually crying?" He asked encircling his hand around her shoulder and taking her to the balcony while grabbing the coffee and a packet of chips on the way.