Unfulfilled Desires (Adhori Chahatein)

♡ Hide & Seek like He Insist♡

RASEEN ~ POV

"This could be you" he reads it out loud, not knowing that it is building the tension in me again.

"Wasiq, you know. It is nothing to look at and hey this note doesn't make any sense...just someone playing around and hey I already have so many bodyguards and most of all, I have my Allah."

I said as I take the note and rip it into tiny of many pieces and toss it into the bin.

"There, you got to ignore these stuff" I utter powerfully.

I walk into the bathroom, him following me.

"I was going to tell you that but my strong wife is telling me then now at least, I am not going to worry about anything like this" he said.

I turn around and I find my messy reflection in the mirror. I quickly brushed my fingers through the knots to keep it sane.

I see him staring at me and I arc my eyebrows.

I put up my hair in a messy bun. I look up again at his reflection in the mirror but yet once again I am met with silence.

I ignore him as I turn up the water to wash my tear stain face that is burdening my light skin.

I haphazardly splash the running cold water onto my face to takeout all my inner tension.

My thoughts are already being ceased by the notes and threats to get away from him.

His long warm arms encircles around me and his hold tightens at my stomach where his hands interlocks. I helplessly let him hold me from getting a fall.

" I am going to miss you over the next few weeks" he pronounces, I see the notes coming into reality.

A genuine promise that is now eventually unfolding into our fate. I can't let him go.

What if, we really do get separated over these few weeks of distance.

" Then, can I go over to your parents house. I have never been there and I really want to meet your mom again" I asked.

I stop the cold water from running as we stood, staring at eachother reaching selves.

"You can go there" he utters thoughtfully as smile makes its way on my lips.

" But don't get hurt, if my father is cold."

"Don't worry, I am your iron wife?" I said uncertainly.

"No, iron can get rusty and it can break if it begins to hold everything alone and you know, once it breaks the damages are irreplaceable" he replies.

He turns me around to face him.
With the back of his hand, he kisses away the remaining dew on my brow.

"I was speaking metaphorically," I said as I match his green gaze.

"Geez, you are so cute at a time like this."

" Is it so" I voice as I look at him incredulously.

"You still blush, way more than before" he speaks.

He taps both of my cheeks as I look at him ardently.

His gesture, softness with words, and the attempt to hide those emotions.