Ehsaas-e-Ulfat: Feeling of Love
Hamza × Maryam
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"Ammi, jab Hamza paida hue the, kya unhon ne Awaaz ki thi?" A very curious Maryam enquired to her mother-in-law about her husband.
[Mother, when Hamza was born, did he make noise?]
"Haa, kyu?" Zulekha straightened up, and rotated her fingers slowly in Maryam's hair, making her sigh in relief.
[Yes, why?]
Maryam's hair was special. Not the kind of special which would make people turn their heads and be in Awe, they are the kind of special that made her scream in frustration when she tries to comb them as the comb would be jammed in her hair and the people would ask her which shampoo she uses just to be careful.
"Kya aap sure hai ke unhon ne Nikkah ke waqt Qubool hai kaha tha?"
[Are you sure he said I do during the marriage?]
"Ha kaha tha, or ye tum kyu puch rahi ho?"
[Yes, he said, and why are you asking this?]
"Confirm kar rahi thi ke vo bol sakte hai ye nahi..3 hafte hogaye hai shaadi ko, or aise avoid karte hai mujhe jaise mai koi YouTube ka ad hu! "She blinked her eyes innocently, not knowing the reason. Zulekha was suddenly speechless at her words, her heart going out to her daughter-in-law.
[I was confirming if he could speak or not... It has been 3 weeks since our wedding and he avoids me as if I'm a youtube ad]
"Bas thoda time lagega usey, adjust hone tak" She reasoned out with a sad look hovering in her brown eyes.
[He just needs some time until he adjusts]
"Apna Ghar chod kar mai ayi hu, vo nahi. Kuch zyada sharmana nahi horaha hai? " Maryam muttered with a frown. She leaned back as Zulekha combed her hair a little hard, making her flinch a little.
[I am the one who left my home, not him. Isn't he too shy?]
"Maryam...Vo kaafi introvert hai, beta" Zulekha started braiding her long black hair with numerous struggles.
[Maryam, he is quite introverted]
Maryam sighed helplessly. It has been 3 weeks since they got married, but she didn't encounter Hamza more than twice. The first time was when he came to his room on their wedding night and grabbed a pair of clothes and the second time was when Maryam 'accidentally' burnt his shirt, and went up to him to apologize, only to be shut the door in her face.
So romantic!
He never spoke a word to her, completely avoiding her. He would spend his day in the office and would come back home at around 2 in the morning and sleep in a separate room.
Maryam knew something was wrong because as much as introverted he might be, as much as uncomfortable he is since there is an arranged marriage, no man can be this ignorant and distant. Only if she knew what is in her husband's heart.
"Shukriya aapka" Maryam smiled gratefully at Zulekha, for braiding her long hair with a wonderful massage. Zulekha just kissed her forehead in affection.
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