After changing into her comfortable night gown a very anxious shehnaaz came out consciously with the nervousness of coming across her husband, it was due to her naughty move became upset when her eyes caught attention of him lying on the side couch turning and tossing uncomfortably "aap ko neendh nahi ayegi .. yahan ... bed par sojaye main itne bhi moti nahi, ke hum dono bed na share kar payein .. sidharth .. aap se baat kar rahe hoon" he stubbornly, turned around, showing his back.
Sighing, headed towards her husband "sidharth .. bed par chalein !" she demands, grabbing his arm somehow making place for herself "what the fuck is your problem ?" he asks, tilting head looking at her innocently, loving expressions.
"You are my problem, mere saath chal kar wahan bed par soye warna peet mein dard par jayega" in her sweet voice, leaning closer "sidharth please is ladaye ko kal continue karte haina .. kasam se aaj ke liye hogaya na, mere ko neendh arahe hai" she requested, slightly melting him.
"Main tumhe roka ?" he asks, she denies, making faces "yaar .. kya hai .. kyun zidd kar rahe ho ?" it almost came out as a cry unable to take any more tantrums, she laid beside by scooting him over as much as possible getting annoyed sidharth spoke "shehnaaz kya kar rahe dono ghir jayenge" yelled holding her closer to himself.
"Phir aap zidd kyun kar rahe ho ?" she questions, "fuck man, utho !" he curses, gesturing her to get up she did carefully "tumne .. kasam khaye huwe haina duniya idhar ki udhar kyun na hojaye apne baat z.. kisi bhi tarah manwa kar rahoge dusre ke kabhi nahi sunogi ?" he asks, she shook head "aaj apne zidd mein nahin, aapke parwah me bol rahe hoon" shehnaaz walks over clarifying her hubby's misunderstanding, leaving him speechless.
He watches her taking the other side of bed must be aware of his sleeping habit that's why took his left side even though she herself prefers right "ur not used to that side .. neendh nahi ayegi is taraf ajao" shehnaaz smiles, sidharth still cares shows concern even though his anger hasn't subsidised feeling happy looked at him peacefully.
"I will sleep peacefully learning that my husband still cares, doesn't stop himself from showing the love he always had for me !" she says, blushing in happiness without ruining her smile quietly went to his side feeling different, and less restless than before maybe her happiness did wonders.
Finally, laid beside her while silently reminiscing those days during which their marriage felt like a dream .. something .. unimaginable, back to back events have left them astonished.
They were both lost in their thought surprisingly turning towards each-other their hand brush, he felt shiver ran down his spine, she felt her breath hitched, realising their closeness quickly took his hand away, upsetting her, unable to take scooted near, rightfully wrapping an arm around his sexy waist taking him off guard.
"Yeh kya kar rahe ho ???" shutting eyes, entangle their feet "shehnaaz.." she doesn't reply, ignoring him, taking the feel of being under his protection.
Answering means starting another argument due to which she decided to shut her mouth, sidharth tried pulling himself, but her hold kept on getting tighter refusing to get away other than clinging to him, losing himself quietly gave into her demand.
He won't lie, deep down, this is what he wanted a calm peaceful night with the love of his life "I soo wanted these NAZDIKIYAAN kal tak durr durr tak is pal ke umeed na thi lekin aaj bin chahe mil gaya na jaane kyun gussa karne ke bajaye sukoon mehsoos horaha hai" his heart spoke, patting her to sleep due to immense exhaustion immediately drifted to sleep leaving him widely awake.
Next morning, she woke up early to the alarm of morning prayer "ya Allah" gasps remembering a set of bold moves played by her, biting her lower lip shyly, lowers down gaze then looked up "wish I could tell you how amazing I felt laying on your chest .. hayeee ... kitne andhe thi main mohabbat saamne hone ke bawajood ... idhar udhar khojne (search) nikal pade, aakhir mila bhi toh aziyat ke ilawa zilat (insult) ?"
"Sahi kehte hain log sache mohabbat ke ehmiyat thokar (dhakke) khaa kar milte hai" she thought, snorting at herself.
Unwrapping herself, half-heartedly got down to wear bed room slippers and head towards wash room, after doing her business, covered head to perform ablution comes out to witness him still sleeping "sidharth" she heard his alarms due to exhaustion must have turned off and went back to sleep "hmm ..." murmurs "azaan hogaye hai ! please uth kar namaz par lijiye" she reminds, as he would have regretted, the very next morning.
"Shit, kya time horaha hai ?" he instantly, woke up panicking "relax, waqt hai" she replies, after checking time, rushes to freshen-up meanwhile shehnaaz prayed.
He came out to find her sobbing his heart ached "maine aaj tak bohut saare galatiyaan ke is baar toh jaanbooj ka gunnah bhi kiya hai please apne jhalli naaz ko maaf karke ek aur mauka dijiye, is baar .. main harr mumkin koshish karunge apne sidharth ke paane ke or aap waada kijiye ke meri help karoge, unka dil jeetne mein, unke gusse ko pyaar mein badal ne mein" listening to her silent cries pleading for his love, and begging almighty to help his anger and heart ease wish it would be easy but prays her duaa's doesn't go unfulfilled.
She felt his presence behind as soon as heard the door of bathroom closing therefore quickly stood up from the prayer mat "kahan jarahe ho ?" asks, on watching her leave "kitchen se paani laine" he asked her not to go alone wait until he completes his prayer, she does, scrolling through her phone "main lekar ata hoon" she nods, loving his caring side within five minutes came back with jug pour water, handed over to drink.
Took few sip "thanks" she mumbles, sliding in a warm blanket "sidharth" turns over, to face him. "Sleep !" he demands "aap ko pata .. maine duaa mein kya maanga ?" ignoring his order, she said what revolves around her thoughts.
"Main nahi jaan na chahta ke tumne kya maanga waise bhi, apne aur khuda ke beech ke bataun ka ishtehaar (advertisement) nahi lagate" he rudely answers, hurting shehnaaz who doesn't back-off from shutting him up "pehle baat toh maine aisa kuch kiya nahi .. na mera intention hai aisa kuch karne ka jab maanga he aapko hai .... sharam kis baat ki .. meri harr duaa mein ... ab se sirf aap ka zikar huwa karega" she says, grasping his arm to put under her neck and shift closer to him.
"Bade bhudde, kehte hain ke duaaein mein bade takat hote hai kisi chees ko aap bade dil se chaho pure kayanat, use tumse, milane ke koshish mein lag jaate hai ... aap toh phir bhi mere ho !" smiles widely, she truly has the guts to leave him speech less with her actions, and words acting like sharp weapon "over-confidence is injurious to health !" his taunts, aren't less "not when the bet is on the heart which solely belongs to me" she winks, in a hope of winning him back.
He stays surprisingly astonish hearing the depth of confidence reflected through her words which couldn't be over-looked too, as she wasn't wrong his soul depicted the love he has for her even tho doesn't confess, she is able to study through him.
"I am scared, shit scared of how she sees through me every-time .. I try pushing her away to protect myself from repeating those mistakes but she has the power to make me speechless !" he wondered falling asleep, then at 8:00 am sidharth woke-up to witness his wifey, beautifully snuggled against him, her smooth hair were scattered pushing the hair strands behind took a look of her pretty face which seems to be very calm and composed.
He smiles watching her as she looked even more beautiful than she used to before their reception. Maybe, his heart is exaggerating "kya kar raha ?" his mind, interrupts "mat dekh uske taraf .. yaad hai .. uske dil mein toh kya zindagi mein bhi tere liya jagah nahin ignore kar durr hoja kamzor par jayega" once again made up his mind to distance himself rather than melting and getting closer he cannot forget what she made him feel.
These closeness wouldn't change his heart taking a deep breath harshly pulled out arm lying under her neck due to which she abruptly woke up "are you okay ?" she asks, getting a hold of his hand.
Yanking away, he quickly stood up "even if I am not .. it's none of your business" saying walks to the wardrobe area while she sat there sulking as he is giving her a very tough time.
"Ya allah, sabr de !!!" she desperately, prays for patience, he comes out changing into formals it made her astonish "kidhar jarahe hain ?" ran to him anxiously "tumse matlab ?" he rudely, asks running hand through messy hair "main aap ke biwi hoon sidharth kaise baat kar rahe hain ?" a very annoyed shehnaaz questioned.
"Yeah right, jab main .. pucha karta tha toh yaad hai kya kaha karte thi kis HAQ se mujh pe order chalate hain... ammi abu ke saamne badtameezi karti thi, fadak itna hai ke tum barr charr ke bol rahe ho .. apna haq saamne se jata rahe ho lekin mere paas toh koi haq he nahin tha khud ka haq batane ya jatane ka .." grabbing her arms tightly took out his aggression, she froze hearing him.
"Naam ke biwi ho, wahi bann kar raho !" pushes her aside, she clutched his palm "Is mein .. mera kya kasoor tha sidharth ?" her voice cracks, pain evident as hurtful tears stream down.
"Aap sach jaante thai .. main nahi .. kis HAQ se aapko haq jatane daite .. aaj main hamare sach, hamare rishte se waqif hoon isliye aap jaise bhi chaho haq jata sakte ho mujh par aur main ufff tak nahi karne wale kyunke ab confusion nahin raha .. I now know the reason behind your care unconditional love." she kept her points unable to hear more, walked out.
"Yeh kya baat huwe main ek qadam aage badate hoon toh woh dus qadam peeche le laite hain ?" wiping off tears, silently got ready to walk down stairs and help taaye ammi in household chores "aslamualikum taaye ammi" she happily, moves to kitchen greeting her whole heartedly.
"Walaikumaslam meri jaan, meri bahu toh bade pyaare lag rahe hai, mashallah allah nazre bat se bachaye" zahra ji lovingly, kisses her head.
"Shukriya, aap bhi haseen lag rahe hain .. ohooo yeh sab chodiye yahan baithiye hukum kijiye me saare kaam kardunge" shehnaaz, made her cutie taaye ammi, settle down & took initiative to help her "beta g, kya zaroorat hai, zubia ne sab tayaar kardiya hai aur agar aapka itna dil chah raha hai toh meetha bana dijiye" upsetting shehnaaz why with what right does zubia cook here ?
To put her down "taaye ammi, aap kabse kitchen mein breakfast banana shuru karte hain ?" really wants to help, act responsibly towards her duties doesn't wanna give any point to cunning phuppo and her smart daughter to impress everyone.
"Beta, 7:00 am baje tak hum neeche ajate hain !" zahra ji, replied "aap kyun puch rahe hain ?" she asks furrowing eyebrows "main .. is ghar ki bahu hoon na toh kaam dekhna meri zimedaari hai na ke zubia ke .. taaye ammi .. please utha diya kare agar main late hojaun, jald adat bana lunge" way too shocking but satisfied to learn zahra does not have to make her understand, she herself realises depth of her relation, and responsibility attached.
"I am so proud of you, don't worry, I'll make sure she doesn't cook again yeh ghar aur kitchen dono aapke hain .. come I will assist you !" zahra ji tells making her grin "kheer banayein ?" excitedly, ask zahra ji nodded "zaroor" getting to work.
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Done ❤️ I missed you all, sorry for being away I was in Pakistan where watty doesn't work :(
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