"You don't need to explain anything to me Murtasim. I trust you the most", Meerab replied placing her finger on his lips. Murtasim looked at her finger immediately which touched his lips and he kissed her finger softly. Meerab realized her action and pulled her hand back. Murtasim smiled and sat beside her. These gifts are just a way to show his immense love for her. She is not just his wife and love but the person whom he can depend upon. Thier bond is growing stronger with the passing days and he loves the changes he sees in her. He doesn't hesitate to kiss her or pull her in his arms anymore because she never stops him. Even if they fight, she never stops him which makes him fall for her more. He smiled looking at his beautiful wife who was checking the form. God, she is irresistible he thought and held her free hand in his
"And I love you the most", Murtasim replied and kissed her cheek. Meerab blushed and looked down feeling shy placing her hand on the place where he just kissed
She felt overwhelmed once again like she always did. Whenever he confesses his love, she feels so special. Just like a queen who won the crown and is ruling the kingdom now. She feels herself on top of the world whenever he confesses his love and what the hell she is doing? If she could feel so overwhelmed by emotions because of his confession even though she fell in love too late then what about him? His ears must be dying to hear her confession and she just because of her insecurities is taking this right from him. He fell for her a long ago and was dying to hear love confession from him.
How special it feels to hear these 3 magical words from Murtasim and she wait for his confession then what about him? Who loved her immensely and she can't even compare the amount of love as his love is much deeper. She looked at him who walked towards the drawer and came back towards her holding a file.
She kept looking at him the way his eyes moved from her to the files and the way his chest heaved with breath. His veins which are visible clearly and his mustache. He blushed when he noticed her staring at him and his sweet gestures of showing his love either by intertwining thier pinky fingers or either with a wink or sometimes he just acted as kissing her which was enough to make her blush.
And what she is doing? It's not like she doesn't love him it's just about her fear. She doesn't want to harm him and let him go through pain. He can't even imagine the amount of love she stored for him.
"Ya Allah. Give his problems and pain to me. Don't harm him ", she prayed and heard the voice of the song. She looked at Murtasim who played the song and passed a smile towards her still concentrating on what he was doing before. Will he ever understand she also loves him a lot? She knows the feeling of hearing love confession is underrated and wants Murtasim to feel the same but this stupid heart fears his death. She hates talking about it but her fear never let her go close to him
"Lae dooba", a song played and she looked down feeling sad all of a sudden. Although this song was romantic and she could relate to every word of the lyrics still she felt something missing. She doesn't know the reason, she just wants to cry and let her emotions out with tears. She cried silently and didn't even wipe her tears as she knew her action would take Murtasim's attention. She felt herself undeserving for him and when she tried to stop herself she muffled and her voice took his attention and walked towards her leaving his laptop. Meerab immediately wiped her tears but it was too late as he already saw her crying
(PS. That's all because of pregnancy and sometimes I also cry without any reason and I guess many of you face the same)
"Meerab what happened?", he asked wiping her tears and looking at her in worry. His soft voice and care broke her heart more and she placed her head on his chest. She took a long breath to stop her tears and replied
"Nothing just pregnancy harmones Murtasim", she replied and looked down as she felt his hand encircling her waist and he started making patterns on her back. Meerab stiffened when he roamed his hand on her back and she looked down smiling a little but as soon he asked the same question again she felt herself going weak and emotional again
"Why are you crying?", he asked and made her sit on his lap. Meerab widened her eyes and looked at him who freed her instantly when she looked at him. Meerab encircled her arm around him and made herself comfortable. This position looks intimate to her and maybe for him as well that's why he left her thinking she was not comfortable whereas she feels comfortable but she is hesitant. They made love once that too in anger and jealousy which was not enough, that moment should be because of love. And the more she thinks of it, the more she regrets it. How can she misunderstand him and how can they not realize they love eachother?
These moments feel a little awkward for her because she was hesitant before and now when she is comfortable she is pregnant and she can't ask him to do anything because this might harm their baby. Their symbol of love which will be most precious to them. Her trance broke when he repeated his words and she replied "Ese he",
"Tell me Meerab. You said you trust me", Murtasim said
"I don't deserve you?", Meerab whispered and looked at him innocently. Murtasim chuckled at her question as he was confused as to why she was asking this question but still, she looked so beautiful.
"What made you think like that all of a sudden?", Murtasim asked
"Because you deserve someone better who would love you and respect you. Who will confess her love unlike me? I don't say anything. I just know one thing nobody can love me the way you do. Apni marzi se bhi dhundgungi tab bhi tumse aacha nahi milega", Meerab
"Your one confession was enough for me. And no other girl can tolerate me. Only you have that power. You don't know what power you hold on me Meerab...There are a lot more guys better than me. Many people love you and you will get many sweet boys better than me. I am not the best but I just try to be a perfect life partner for you so you don't find us mismatched ", Murtasim replied in a husky voice holding her waist and protecting her as she didn't move away from his lap. He got the hint that she doesn't have any issue with this position
"We are a perfect mismatched couple ", Meerab replied encircling her hand around his neck.
"Perfect?", Murtasim asked seeing the sudden change in her mood to which Meerab nodded and laid her head on his shoulder. Murtasim smiled and kissed her forehead softly showing his love and affection to her. That's how they enjoy their day and nights together and in each other's arms talking with love. Even though Meerab doesn't confess but for Murtasim her actions and her eyes are enough. Those eyes confess her never-dying love for him which is more precious than anything else
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A week later family decided to keep Meerab's baby shower. Meera got excited when Murtasim told her about this news and she had been waiting for the past 4 days for this function. The decoration is in pastel pink colour. Even Meerab was asked to wear pink but she denied saying she hates pink colour and wants to wear something good. She denied it last night which tensed Murtasim as he needed to arrange a dress in a different colour and a matching colour suit for him as well.
He entered the room after purchasing the dress and placed it inside the cupboard. The dress is packed in a gift wrap and with a heart-shaped note with "To my Meerab" written on it. He doesn't know if that no was for the time being or hate for colour but for him, her every wish is important. He came back towards her and noticed her sleeping figure, he smiled at his sleeping beauty and walked towards her slowly. He bent in front of her and kissed her cheeks.
On sending someone's touch, Meerab woke up with a jerk. She was half asleep and when she felt someone's lips on her cheek, her inner instincts woke up. For her, only Murtasim has the right to touch her and she doesn't want someone to take advantage of her sleeping state. She couldn't think straight in sleep as she felt someone else was trying to kiss her.
"Huff Tum ho", Meerab sighed in relief and noticed him already wearing a blue kurta pajama. He looks smoking hot in the suit. She kept looking at him as his presence made her morning so beautiful. How can someone look so perfect? And how can she get this man?
"Or koi ho sakta hai kya? Does someone have audacity to touch you?", he asked and helped her to sit. This is his daily routine as Meerab finds difficulty in getting up. She walks very slowly and can't sit for a long time. All day she feels tired because of pregnancy. Thanks to Murtasim who is always beside her whenever she needs someone by her side. She doesn't even need to request because he is always there for her and without asking he helps her every time. She smiled and thanked him every day for the help
He can't believe she is the same girl who used to hate his touch and always pushed him away. Now she waits for him to hold her and help her. The girl who used to say "I don't need your support", takes help as her right. He helped her to walk towards the cupboard and gestured towards the gift. Meerab smiled widely and walked towards bed picking up the gift. With Murtasim's help, she opened the gift and found the same blue colored suit as Murtasim's and she loved his choice
"Is for my wife. Do you like it?", he asked
"Yes thank you so much Murtasim. Wait for me I'm coming ", Meerab thanked him and walked towards towards washroom to get ready. She came out after 15 minutes and took 10 more minutes to dress herself in front of the mirror. She kept stealing glances with Murtasim while dressing herself and when she was done she walked towards the cupboard.
"This shawl is for you ", Meerab said showing one designer golden net shawl for him. She purchased this shawl a long ago but was always hesitant to gift it to Murtasim. She purchased it when she went shopping with Saba during 6th month of pregnancy and kept this gift safe and hidden from Murtasim because she was not having any reason to gift it to him. With one look at this shawl, she imagined Murtasim wearing it.
"Pehna bhi do lai ho toh", Murtasim requested in a husky voice pulling Meerab closer. She looked very beautiful right now and when she looked down at the shawl his eyes, she looked irresistible. Her blush and the way her eyes took a look at him raised his heartbeat. He held her waist and pulled her closer inhaling her scent and taking deep breaths feeling her in his arms.
"If you were not pregnant then...", he whispered and nuzzled in her neck. Meerab clutched the shawl and closed her eyes tight when his lips touched her neck. She started breathing heavily due to proximity, his hot breath fanned her neck which made her shiver. She wanted to ask what but couldn't as he kept on torturing her. He touched his beard with her cheek and inhaled her scent deeply. She knew the answer but still chose to ask the same
"Then what?", she asked
"I would not have let you go out of this room", he whispered near her ear and kissed her ear. Meerab shivered feeling his lips on her ear and looked down. Just then her eyes noticed the shawl and she wrapped it on his back and stepped forward to set it to make the shawl look perfect on his. Even though it looked beautiful but still wanted to touch him and check if he felt the same or not.
"Aacha. Toh jabardasti karte if I said n..?", he asked and stopped in the middle when Meerab touched his cheek by the back of her hand and smiled in victory seeing him responding. She smiled and encircled her arm around his neck and looked into his eyes. Taking this as a chance Murtasim wrapped his shawl around her and caged her between him and the shawl
"A hidden yes is visible to my eyes. Don't look at me like this otherwise, it will be difficult for you to control me", Murtasim whispered in a husky voice which is full of desires
"What if I say controlling you is very easy?", Meerab asked
"Only for you", Murtasim whispered and inched closer till the tip of their noses touched eachother. He looked towards her lips which parted when gazed at her lips. He was about to kiss her when they heard Ma Begum's voice and Meerab pushed him away
"Ji Ma Begum", Meerab answered Ma Begum's voice
"Jao I will give your gift later", Murtasim said and sat on the bed. Meerab whispered sorry and left the room. Murtasim passed a smile assuring her that he didn't mind it. He walked behind Meerab and noticed Ma Begum putting one box on the table and on noticing Murtasim, she said
"Keep this box safe", Ma Begum said
"Yeh toh...", Meerab was interrupted by Ma Begum
"Yes, the same box containing Murtasim's childhood. If you want you can use it or throw is your wish. I will not mind", Ma Begum said with a smile
"Really? You saved them ", Murtasim asked and opened the box but Ma Begum shoved his hand away
"Yes, but you can't see these. Go out and check the arrangements", Ma Begum said and asked him to go. Murtasim nodded and went to check the arrangements half-heartedly as his mind and heart were revolving around his officially wedded wife who was in love with him but he couldn't until he checked the arrangements. He decided to check everything as soon as possible and join them
"I will use these Ma Begum. Tell me more about him till the function starts as I'm ready", Meerab replied
"Sure, Mashallah you're looking so beautiful ", Ma Begum complimented Meerab placing her hand on Meerab's cheeks as she looked so beautiful to her
"Thank you. You are the first one to compliment today", Meerab thanked with a smile
"Didn't he praise you?", Ma Begum asked
"No, he just said if I was not pregnant he would have...", Meerab stopped in realizing what she was about to say and looked down feeling awkward. Why did I say that? She thought and bit her lower lip in embarrassment. She knows anybody would understand her meaning and she has nothing to say as an excuse.
"Y... You can continue ", Meerab said to divert Ma Begum and surprisingly she nodded and started telling stories about Murtasim's childhood and they laughed together making fun of him
"He is like that only. From childhood, he used to be like that and you used to get irritated till he didn't compliment you ", Ma Begum said to which Meerab laughed
"I can't believe I was like that ", Meerab said
"Yes, in childhood you were best friends but when his father died you both stopped talking and that changed your bond and you don't remember as you were a child back then. When you grew up your stubbornness and rude behaviour made him dislike you", Ma Begum replied
"I'm sorry for that", Meerab apologized
"No, my child. You are like Murtasim to me. And see these pictures first then I will tell you the story", Ma Begum said showing a picture where Murtasim and Meerab are children who are standing with Haya and Mariyam but only 2 of them are wearing ID cards without uniforms and Haya and Mariyam are clapping. Meerab wondered the story behind it but before they could talk Murtasim entered and snatched the picture from Meerab. He picked up the box and dragged Meerab toward their room softly
"Function is about to start but my wife is not ready", he said
"I'm ready ", she told
"No, my gift is missing ", Murtasim replied
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What will be his gift? Any idea?