Pyar Ki Love Story | Short Stories | 1st Book |

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Tumhari aankhe'n jidhar dekhti Hain,
Hawa apna rukh badal leti hai
Ab samajh mein aya,
Mere andar itne sailaab kyu umadhte hain

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In night when he returned from office he found Hanaya already sleeping, her both hand under her cheeks she was curled up in ball,

Zaim saw the duvet was thrown away from her, almost touching the floor. He picked the duvet and covered her, leaning down to her, he touch her forehead to feel her temperature. She had serve fever in evening, scaring both Zaim and Nimra,

Zaim was also guilty about it, because of him she drenched in rain and catched flu,

Checking her fever he didn't realize when his hand slide down to her cheek,

Her chubby cheeks felt so soft like a bundle of cotton, it was also crimson in shade, maybe due to cold.

A smile made its way on his face when he saw Hanaya leaning on his touch, his cold palm against her hot cheek gave her obvious relish.

What are you doing? A voice nagged in his mind,

He quickly removed his hand away from her and got up to leave,

After changing his office suit into night one he layed on the bed,

Throwing duvet on himself he noticed Hanaya hadn't made the line on pillow, like she does every night. Which he didn't payed attention and close his eyes, sleep was consuming him when he felt something hitting his arm, opening his eyes he saw Hanaya's hand on his arm, she was still sleeping, her brows were furrowed as she was moving her hand on his arm, as if searching for something.

He was silently letting her do whatever she was doing with amusing look on his face.

She then held his forearm and slowly-slowly complete moved to his side and cuddle his arm,

He hold his laughter back to no to wake her but then complete turned to her,

Carefully, not disturbing her he picked her head and placed it on his shoulder, while his other hand went to her waist and he pulled her more closer to himself,

His hand slowly crassing her hair as he was still looking at her,

Her pink pout lips that looked so kissable, her hair was smooth as silk while her skin felt so soft, the warmness of her body give a different satisfaction to him,

His heart was behaving weird inside of his chest,

Was he so busy over Hayfa who was never his that he didn't noticed the beauty of his wife

He is being unfair to her,

He love Hayfa very much but Hanaya is his wife and she deserves happiness

Happiness of her husband loving her

But he can't love her, after all love is the feeling which happens once in life

But that doesn't mean he can't give Hanaya her rights,

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Zaim was looking at Hanaya for some quiet time. But, couldn't understand what she is doing,

She turned over the duvet, picking pillow the again placing it back on it's spot, sitting on her knees looking under bed,

"Where it is?" He heard her whisper, which was only for herself but it came to him also

"What are you searching for?" He finally asked her,

"Huh?" She looked at him

"Actually my..... My specs," she got up from floor, and looked inside of drawers