Synthesis of Scattered Pieces ✔️

69.

"Khatoon..."

"Deniiiiiiiii-" sitting up with a jolt she hit me with the pillow and huffed. "Mana Kara hai na mene khatoon kehne ko, aap kyu meri baat nhi sunte."

(I told you not to call me khatoon then why don't you understand.)

"Opps... I forgot." How innocent of me.

"Aap bohot bure hain."

(You're too bad.)

"Anything new?" She glared at me and lifted another pillow to hit me but I am not so weak to be beaten by my wife every now and then. Snatching the pillow from her hands I hit her head and she fake cried. "Go now, we've to leave soon. Remember or not?" Gesturing towards the bathroom I tried to remind her about our plan and suddenly her smile lost somewhere. "What happened?"

"I had a dream that someone is trying to snatch you away from me. And you already forgot me." Her face was unforgettable. I sighed and softly pulled her in my arms.

"You and your dreams!! Remember that nightmare in which I died in an accident? That didn't even come true. So stop thinking about your dreams."

"Why do you ignore me so well?"

"Are you an Idiot?" Embracing her protectively I asked in a hushed tone and she smiled sarcastically. "Yeah..." She replied in the same hushed tone but rested her head on my chest like she was losing her senses in my heartbeat.

"No one is coming in between us. Okay? So don't worry." I whispered to assure her. I already understood that she loves me endlessly. She has already broken our deal that we won't love each other. I don't have any doubts regarding her feelings towards me, her eyes say it all without any hesitation.

"Deni."

"Ji..." I waited for some five minutes but she was not ready to break the silence. "Wanna say something?"

"No. Nothing-"

"Say it."

"I'm not feeling well."

"What happened?" I asked without separating her from my frame and she wrapped her arms around my waist. "I don't exactly know, but..."

"But what?"

Shifa slightly adjusted herself in my arms while hiding her face in my torso and my heartbeat became uneven. I never thought that I would be so happy after getting married. I wish I had accepted Ammi and Baba's demand regarding getting married prior. Now I'm regretting to miss all these beautiful feelings for a long time. Whenever this woman places her head on my shoulder or chest I feel like a king who has a treasure to protect from the world.

"I'm feeling tired. And a headache too." She muttered and I smiled while running my fingers in her hair. "Don't be so fragile, it's just because you didn't get complete slumber." Shifting her away from me I told her and she also smiled.

"I'm not fragile... But you're. My fragile husband." Kissing my cheek she ran towards the bathroom and I just laughed. Idiot!

What's the name of this feeling?

Is this love?

I don't know!

But this is definitely different from what I felt for Adeena. That was a crazy craving to talk to her all the time but Shifa's case is different... Her silence pricks me but her non-stop talking irritates me.

Whenever Adeena cried in front of me I cried with her, but in Shifa's case I never felt like crying yet I couldn't see her in tears, I felt pain.

I am not sure what this feeling is but whatever it is... It's very strong. Stepping out of the bed I walked towards my study table and dragged the chair before sitting on it. I smiled while looking towards the small plants present on the table. This woman knows how to beautify one's room as well as life.