Finding Love After Marriage (A Muslimah Love story)

Chapter 42

Zahan POV

When i want some alone time,my family will emotionally blackmail me,now that im free no one has time for me Mom and dadu went to meet Yusra's family,Amaya and khisar's holidays were over so they left for college two days back and Zara she decided to spend couple of days with her chachu's family,being alone was something i preffered before Zara came in my life but now things have changed,i like surrounded by people or to be exact i like being around with Zara,

Text Message

Me:What you doing?

Mrs.Zahan:Helping chachi in kitchen U?

Me:Simply lying on bed

Mrs.Zahan:No work????

Me:You can say that!

Mrs.Zahan:Oh i see thats why you thought of texting me!!!!

Me:Heyyy!!!Atleast i did not like who didnt even bother to call or text its been 36 hours since you left

Mrs.Zahan:U were counting?

Me:Im a businessman remember

Mrs.Zahan:Lol,here i was expecting a romantic reply

Me:How come its always you who expect,for a change how about i expect a romantic reply?

Mrs.Zahan:Ummm

Me:So like you,if im not wrong you will be blusing scratching your head thinking what to reply

Mrs.Zahan:OMA Zahan...How?

Me:Ahhhh forget it!you are expert in changing topics...

Mrs.Zahan:Wait what i didnt get you?

Me:Nothing

Mrs.Zahan:Hmmm

Me:Bye then

Mrs.Zahan:Zahan?

Me:hmmm?

Mrs.Zahan:Im bad in expressing but i know you will understand my feeling without me telling you

Me:hmmm

Mrs.Zahan:just so you could you are my MIRROR IMAGE :)

Me:Bye Mrs.Zahan :)

Mrs.Zahan:Bye Mr.Zahan

with Zara away i use to peek on her thank you dairy,she is unaware of this fact and i had no plan on letting her know either,i get to read her feelings which she will never express it to me in person some cute some funny and some emotionals,i came through a page where she had mention about her mother

Zahan understand me just the way my mom use to,i lost her before i could realise her value,when ever Hajira aunty lecture me on my cooking skills it hurts not because she scold but cause it remind of my mother,i still remember Mom use to ask me everyday to help me in her kitchen work so i could learn something but i would ignore her words saying will learn it later,only i knew i wont get a chance to learn from her in future i would have never ignored her advice,when ever Zahan or Hajira aunty yells at me i think of my mother,i have yelled at her many times for silly things taking her for granted,we value the things you love only after losing them forever,this is tough lesson my life has taught me which made me stronger,which made me realise people's value,i know people feel pity me because im a motherless But they feel pity on me cause i feel pity on myself,it takes years for people to understand this but im Thankful to you Allah for helping me understand

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Zara POV

It was nice spending time with chachu's family,dad was staying here,Hashim couldnt make it for Eid with us but he promised to be here soon and as for his marriage he made it clear he is not going to get married for an year and asked me to convince dad,somehow i manage,dad agreed but only for an year

Its been Six month since i got married to Zahan,before this i though i have seen alot in life,i know alot about life but i feel real test starts after marriage,you test your emotions,your patience,your skills in all new level,sometime you lose your confidence too,the conversation i had with Zahan a little while ago when he drop me was something i will never forget

*flashback*

"Zara?"We were sitting in our usual favourite spots,sitting on car roof top,he called My name

"Yeah?"I turned my attention on him

"Is there something you want to ask me or share with me?"he must have sensed my uneasyness on eid with Yusra and Sara

"ummm....."
"What do you do when you feel like you dont belong where you are?"

"It depends"was his answer when i looked at him in the eyes he continued

"It depends on the reason why you think that way"we were silent for a while i was trying to understand his words

"Zara?Why dont i find you like you oldself?"This question caught me off guard

"I dont know"I really didnt know what to say

"May be cause you are trying to be like someone else?"

"Is it a bad thing?"yes i was trying to be more like Yusra,i like her infact everybody liked her,and if everybody like her im sure there is something special about her

He took a deep breath"So you do want to be like someone?"i simply nodded

"You want to be like someone because you think that person is perfect or because others thinks she is" i remained silent

"Ever thought why everyone likes her?"
"It because she likes herself,it because she is happy the way she is,when you are happy with yourself everyone is happy with you,when you like your own company everyone likes it too,everyone has flaws Zara no one is perfect the only difference is whether you accept yourself with your flaws or not"

*flashbacl ends*

he was right,every thing he said is something i knew it already but i never applied it or never thought it as a big deal but hearing those words coming from his mouth all seemed to make sense

Just then i heard my phone buzzing it was from Amaya

"Asalamualaikum Amaya"

"Walaikumaslam bhabi,Bhabi i need your help,i have something to tell you"

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