I wasn't gonna update anytime soon but @__snowflakes__ and I had a deal. If I update then she's gonna update too.

So yeah.

Zahra's POV:-

~~~~~~~~Next morning~~~~~~~~~

I squinted my eyes as the rays of sun penetrated in the room.

Sitting straight I stretched my arms slightly and ran a hand through my hair.

I looked beside me and the space was as usual....empty

For once I wanted to wake up beside my other half......my husband.

Stare at his sleeping face and just be content.

But life isn't a bed roses every time. There are thorns on the way too.

I removed the quilt and my eyes settled on my bandaged foot. A smile crept up to my lips as I reminisce the incident.

Care and concern laced in his eyes.

With the smile lingering on my lips I got off the bed to freshen up. Walking to the wardrobe I took out a white and pink Salwar Kameez.

Grabbing a towel I walked towards the washroom. I was about to knock on the door but before I could the door burst open and my hand knocked his forehead instead of the door.

"What the....." he spoke angrily as he looked at me and I hid my face behind the towel.

"It was by mistake.....I'm sorry" i said as I peeked slightly and he huffed.

I quickly made my way to the washroom to avoid any such thing that would infuriate him.

Taking a quick warm shower I changed in my clothes and walked out drying my hair with the towel.

Going to the dresser I blow dried my hair and brushed them making a side braid.

I looked at Shehryaar as he was busy doing something on his laptop. He was dressed in a black fitted t-shirt which defined his perfect body.

Paired with blue denim jeans and his hair gelled to perfection.

"What would you like to eat in breakfast?" I asked him and he looked up from the screen raising a eyebrows.

I frowned and he said "You sound like a waiter " grinning and I huffed.

Ek to banda izzat se baat kare aur uske inaam mei mila kya...........Babaji ka thullu-_-

"You don't need to be this formal around me. Make whatever you like" he said and I actually couldn't believe it.

He was really being nice to me?!! I've got used to his angry side so this is something new.

Anyway I went downstairs to the kitchen and wondered what should I make.

"Morning" Hussain came inside and I greeted back.

"What doing Bhabi jaan?" He asked as he poured himself a glass of water.

"I was wondering what should I make for breakfast" I said and looked at him in hopes that he would suggest something.

"Uhm.....halwa puri?" He said and I nodded.

I started gathering the ingredients for cooking when Shehryaar came.

"Uh wo I'm going out so won't be having the breakfast" he said and disappeared from the view.

This was the first time we were going to have breakfast together.....

I nodded trying to control the my emotions and continued with my work.

It suddenly struck me and I went outside hoping Shehryaar would be there.

I saw him and approached him. He was talking to someone on the phone .

But what I heard left me frozen in my place.

Covering my mouth with my hand I ran inside and went straight to the room.

Tears eluded down continuously.

"Zahra..Zahra what happened? Open the door..Zahra!" Hussain banged from the other side but my legs gave up on me and I slid down to the ground.

Kyun hota hai aisa khuda? Sirf mohabbat hi to maangi thi maine aapse,apne shohar ki mohabbat taake wo mere aur mai unki taaqat ban saku.

I cried my heart out as his words kept ringing in my mind.

"Zahra open the damn door man!" Hussain again yelled. "Ye...yeah I'm coming" I said between my sobs

I splashed some water on my face and looked at my reflection in the mirror.

Trails of tears visible and my eyes bloodshot because of crying.

I dabbed on some foundation to hide the tear stains. Regaining my posture I opened the door.

"Zahra what happened yaar?" Hussain said and I forced out a smile.

"Nothing just felt like throwing up" I said and he looked at me uncertainly.

"I'm fine Hussain lets have breakfast ok" I said in attempt to change the topic and he nodded.

I went back to the kitchen and started making halwa puri. Luckily Hussain didn't push that topic further.

"Don't you miss your family?" He asks out of nowhere and I looked at him.

If only I had one....

"Nope, why would I miss them when I always have them with me" I replied.

"Matlab??" He asked and I smiled.

"Ammi,Abbu,Maha and you are my family.And you all are always here so why would I miss you" I said truthfully and he smiled wide.

"But what about your Mom and Dad?" He asked and I turned to him.

"Mama to pehle hi mujhe chod ke chali gayi Allah ke pass. Aur Daddy ke liye mai sirf ek bojh thi" I said and he looked at me apologetically.

"I'm so sorry Zahra...I didn't know" he was saying when I cut him off.

"Don't be Hussain, the truth is inevitable. One day or the other I'll have to face it. I don't have any regrets as Allah blessed me with you all" I said and turned around to serve.

My own words stabbed me. I was living but was dead inside.

"Hussain...?" I said as i placed the platters on the table.

He looked at me and I continued "Can I ask you something? Promise me you'll tell the truth"

"Okay...go ahead" he said as put a morsel in his mouth.

"Was Shehryaar like this before marriage too?" I said and he looked at me.

"No. He was the most annoying yet the best brother. Not that he isn't now but I miss the old him. I miss that Shehry who used to call me bakri. That Shehry who used to bring a smile on everyone's faces. That Shehry who always used to crack lame jokes "

As he said this I could feel his eyes getting teary. And it pained me.

Was this marriage the reason that Shehryaar changed so much?

"No. It was because of someone who flipped my brothers heart like random pages" Hussain said.

I was again thinking it loud!

But who is Hussain talking about? I noticed as he clenched his jaw. My wandered back to last night.

Is it because of her..?

I wanted to ask Hussain about it but the front door opened revealing Shehryaar.

He looked at me and I looked away not having the courage to meet his eyes.

Looking at him stabbing me more as his words kept replaying in my head

Keep the divorce papers ready......

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