Ishq In The Air

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Sending your selfies to NASA,
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ecause you are a star!

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The cold Misty winter morning wasn't appreciated by all. Maryam stirred and clutched the blanket to herself tightly as the freezing breeze went past her.

As the shrill sound of her Alarm going off echoed in the room, she couldn't help but groan. She had work and she refuse to sit idle at home, but at the same time, nothing is better than staying in bed the entire morning and enjoying the dizziness of sleep.

After a long battle with herself which included her imagining herself in front of her very angry dean with red hair on his almost bald head, yelling at her for being late, she sat up.

No choice honey!

She found Hamza sleeping soundly a little away from her, his broad back to her face. Just like that, all the memories of last night entered her mind, making her heart ache.

Why?

That was the question in her mind. After living with him for an entire month she knew Hamza was a softie no matter how jerk he is to her. He hides, he snaps and he suffers alone. But why?

No one says anything, making her more furious. And after she found him drunk last night, it broke a part of her. All the time she was worried for him and their relationship but now? She was worried for herself.

What did she do to deserve an alcoholic man, so broken and so emotionally detached?

She might act strong and careless, carefree and easy going but no woman can tolerate such a man. Her heart sank at the thought of their future together. She knew she had a huge crush on Hamza but how long can these tiny feelings bind them together?

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"Maryam" Sana, her friend called out.

"Maryam!" No answer.

"MARYAM RAZVI !! Did you lose the power of hearing?" She yelled loudly making a patient nearby groan.

"What?" Maryam snapped, finally coming out of her thoughts.

"Are you serious? What is wrong with you?" She dumped the files and walked out of the room following Maryam.

"Nothing is wrong, Sana." She dismissed her.

Sana grabbed her arm and pulled her into a room. Maryam just sighed in irritation.

"tell me! Problems with your hot husband?" She enquired receiving a glare from her.

"Call him that one more time and I'm going tear your skin apart" She sneered, sitting down with a huff.

"So, it's a problem with your husband " Sana sat beside her, leaning back on the chair, and resting her head back. The day was hectic.

"Yeah... "

" What did he do?" Maryam tensed at that. She never took anything seriously before. And now when her husband had driven her to the point of this irritation, she couldn't help but spill the beans.

"He is not what he looks like." She whispered, her eyes staring at the floor blankly.

"What? Do you... Mean, he is a... Gay?" She whispered the last part in her ear receiving a slap on her arm in return.

"You are ridiculous! I'm not telling you anything" Maryam stood up in anger but Sana held her down.

" Okay, Sorry! Carry on please" She gave her a sheepish smile.