Ezad stared into her eyes silently. She was now crying, after screaming her thoughts out at him, and he was shocked at the level of insecurity she showed to him.
What just happened.
Did she shout at me?
Did she really say these words to me?
He still couldn't believe his baby girl could speak in such a disrespectful way to him.
"I am amazed at your thinking Liyana! I am just shocked at your words" He shook his head.
She covered her face with her hands and kept crying.
"You called Izzah as my woman. It hurt me the most, that my wife for whom I am madman doesn't even trust me.
Shame on you for saying it to me. Do you even realize the severity of your accusations" He snapped at her who was a crying mess now.
"I am not your wife" She uncovered her face, screamed once again.
Her reddened eyes stole his left out peace.
"Bhar ma jao tum" He went out of the house in rage. If he hadn't left the house, the fight would be prolonged.
(Go to hell)
She was sitting on the bed. Her knees were curled up to her chest, her hands were wrapped around her knees. Resting her face in her arms, she was lost in her thoughts.
Her eyes were reddened and swollen from the crying session.
It had been two hours since the fight, and he hadn't arrived back yet. She was concerned about him.
Whatever she said to him couldn't change the fact that he was the only person she had in her life.
She kept sitting in the same posture. Her heart beat raced as he entered the bedroom.
She was expecting him to say something but what he did was so unexpected of him. After using the washroom, he entered the room in his night suit.
Without glancing her, he laid down at his side of the bed and turned his back towards her.
She expected him to say anything, but he was silent.
He never slept without kissing her cheek, wishing her goodnight. Usually, she slept with her head on his chest while their legs entangled.
A tear ran down her cheek.
He was the most important person in her life. She couldn't see him ignoring her. She couldn't survive without his care.
"Ezad" She cried out his name.
He didn't answer her. She laid down at her side of the bed which was an unknown place to her. Tears kept running down her cheeks.
She didn't know at which time of the night, she went into deep slumber. When she wope up in the morning, the apartment was deserted.
She missed her fajar prayer as he didn't wake her up today. Neither did he take her to the university.
Liyana was hurt on his reaction. She walked towards the kitchen to see if he made breakfast for her, but kitchen looked like it wasn't used. He didn't prepare breakfast for himself too.
She was hungry and had no idea how to cook food. The door was locked from outside. She couldn't even order anything.
She opened the drawer and took out a packet of her favourite crisps but couldn't eat more than a few.
The whole day she remained restless. In the afternoon he arrived late than they used to arrive usually. He was holding a few bags in his hands.
Ignoring her completely, he just placed a bowl of takeout in front of her on the table, and walked inside the bedroom. After changing his clothes he came back to the living area.
His gaze fell at the sofa she was sitting on. She hadn't touched her food.
Controlling his rage, he started his own sitting at the dining table where he could see her easily. After having two spoons of chicken pulao he stopped, when she was hungry how could he eat himself.
He was so mad at her, that he just wanted to ignore her but he couldn't.
He walked towards her and asked seriously,
"Why aren't you eating?"
"I am not hungry" She controlled her tears who were ready to roll down on her cheeks.
"You haven't eaten anything from last night. Just eat it now"
Without uttering a word, she just shook her head.
"Kia chahti ho?" He asked harshly.
(What do you want?)
"Nothing" She muttered.
"Then eat your food. Don't expect me to feed you with my hands" He walked back to the dining table.
She felt embarrassed at his words. Why was he doing this? He never behaved so harshly with her.
She was hungry, after seeing his disinterest she slowly opened the box. It had chicken pulao and kabab in it. It was from one of her favorite desi eateries.
The food didn't taste anything to her today because her heart wasn't happy.
...
As she walked out of the dressing room, her eyes fell at her angry husband who was typing on his laptop, sitting on the bed. His head was resting on the headboard with a laptop lying on his thighs.
"Ezad" She meekly called him. She wasn't happy with her own out burst from yesterday. She was feeling, she did wrong to him.
She didn't want to prolong this fight, which was first one in her married life. She didn't know how people solved their difference. It felt difficult to her.
His fingers stilled for a moment on her sweet voice but he simple ignored.
She walked to his side of bed, and sat closer to him.
"App mujh sy bat kyu nahi kar rahy" She brushed few strands of her hair to back of her ear.
(Why aren't you talking to me)
"Kia bat karoon tum sy" He asked without looking at her.
(What should I talk to you)
"Why did you come late today?" She asked what was disturbing her the most.
"Apni girlfriend ke sath tha. Is lie late ho gaya. Now can you give me some space. I need to do my work" His tone was anything but soft.
(I was with my girlfriend that's why I was late)
"Stop doing this to me please!" She started crying.
"Ap bohat bure hain. Ese kon naraz hota hy" Her voice was heavy due to crying.
(You are too bad. How can someone be angry like you)
Ezad's hands ached to hold her. He couldn't be angry with her anymore. It was more than enough he had been doing to her during the whole day.
Without saying anything, he held her wrists and pushed her towards himself. The next moment she was in his warm embrace. His arms were tightly wrapped around her.
"Shh don't cry" He muttered to her ear.
She closed her eyes in relief. He was back to himself. He wasn't angry anymore. She couldn't have taken anymore of his grumpy behavior.
As she stopped crying, he slowly detached their bodies and looked at her reddened face.
Reddened puffy eyes and cheeks, she looked like a mess. He felt guilty doing this with her. He should have dealt with her politely instead of ignoring her.
"Kiya hal kar lia hy tum ny apna. Main khayal na rakhoo to tum khud bhi apny ap sy ghafil ho jati ho" He wiped her tears, said lovingly to her.
(What have you done to yourself. If I don't take care of you, you ignore yourself too)
He leaned down at her face, pressed his lips to her eyes one by one.
Liyana's heart was at peace.
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Ezad was very hurt because of her behavior but he couldn't punish her more. My sweetheart❤️❤️
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