Dr. Saaleh:

Putting the keys on the hook, I took her hand and slowly walked her to our bedroom. She was now mine. I was obliged to love her, like the way I loved Khadija.

" You're tired.. I should make a cup of... "

I kept a finger on her lips, and made her sit on the edge of the bed and bent down on my knees, taking her soft hands in mine I kissed her there and glanced up to look at the shyness in her eyes which had also travelled to her cheeks tinting them a pure shade of pink.

' Cherry blossom '

She looked at me bewildered , trying to find out the clue of the word, I chuckled.

" Why are you laughing now? "

Holding the fake look of anger in her eyes she crossed her arms over her chest.

' A mad bull. '

This time the anguish multiplied, and she turned her face away from me, signalling that she was now annoyed.

' A cute bunny. '

Amusement was filling my nerves and I was enjoying this very much, I thought I should drag this a li'l more.

She huffed and got up from the bed and began stomping her feet out of the room, but I held her by her wrist and prevented her from doing so.

" Now what?? "

' Angry bird. '

" I am not an angry bird! I am Durre Shehwar! And now I won't talk to you unless you explain me what all those anonymous phrases meant . You surely were not flattering me, you might be pulling my leg. So decode those words and just tell me straight away what were you aiming at, huhh?? "

Narrowing her eyes at me,arms crossed again, she was tapping her feet as if waiting for the most important answer she needed from me.

I couldn't help but smile. She was innocent, sweet. She was making a man like me to turn into some teen, I was clearly getting affected by her.

***

Days passed by and we were getting closer to each other , that was the blessed bond of marriage which Allah had created between us. I never brought up her past and this way helped her to revive back from it's trauma and bitterness , these days she was getting more upset and mad over literally nothing.I tried asking her what was bothering her but she didn't reply.

Today morning, when I was just about to leave for the hospital she felt dizzy and slipped few steps from the staircase, I thank Allah that I was nearby so I caught her by her waist. I made her sit at the kitchen table, and poured a glass of orange juice for her . She gulped it down in a go.

I was looking at her amusedly and then when she wiped her mouth and took in my glance she questioned raising her brow,

" What? Can't I drink like I'm thirsty? "

But then straight after few seconds she held her hand covering her mouth and raced to the washroom to empty her guts out.

* Oh dear I think someone special is coming in my life. *

I grinned ear to ear and quickly went to help her, I ran my hands up and down her back to soothe her and when she was done I gave her the towel to wipe her face and then thought of disclosing it to her. But before I said anything, she said it and astonished me.

" I think I'm pregnant. "

' Whaa... How do you know? '

" Because of the... "

' Oh well you know it? That's great! Alhamdulillah! This calls for a celebration wifey! '

I picked her up in my arms and swirled her around gazing straight into her eyes, those were the most beautiful pair of eyes I had ever seen!!

Ma'arij:

Each day was passing like a year for me, I felt suffocated in the same atmosphere as he was there. He tried manipulating me, talking to me in sweet ways, but I paid no heed to his worthless efforts .

I was not mad at him for his past, I was upset with him for what he did with a girl. Strangely, I felt more obliged and affectionate towards Durre and our bond grew more stronger. Yesterday she chirped giddily that she was expecting , and how Saaleh had been a sunshine for her after the phase of rainy days in her life. I couldn't  help but smile at her fate, Truly with hardship was ease.

" Ma'arij listen to me for once!! We're invited to a ... "

He tried breaking me out of my train of thoughts but I didn't give a bother, I was no woman to mess with. And he had messed with my integrity. He could've told me, he could've confessed to me... But no! He became all sorry and played victim and I got to know myself.

' I don't want to go anywhere with you. I am tired of acting like your wife where as in reality we don't even share the relationship of a husband and wife. '

" Ma'arij you're taking me wrong. I tried speaking to you the first night but you dismissed me. Now when she told you everything why is it bothering you this much? "

' YEAH I'M GETTING BOTHERED, but not because of her telling me because of what YOU did to her and despite of hiding that dirty secret in your chest you tried to claim me yours! What did you say I'm your Taahira? How can a Taahira belong to a filthy man like you!! I condemn and feel ashamed of those seconds I spent in your arm that night... It would've been better if I slept with... '

" That's enough said Ma'arij. YOU'RE CROSSING YOUR LIMITS! "

I saw his hand raise towards my face and then freeze in mid-air, as if contemplating on whether he should let it loose or hold it on there.

" Whatever happened, was of the past ... Why are you judging me on it's basis? No repentant person is judged by Allah as a sinner. Then why do humans defy the doings of Allah? "

I saw his hand dropping by his side, and then his face too... But I didn't feel he deserved sympathy or an apology even.

' Wow! Got back on your islamic terms & lectures eh? You know what it's useless talking to you! '

I had to hide my tears,  I didn't want to show him that his words affected me ... His tone pierced through me, he took a piece of my heart and then destroyed it's peace into millions of pieces. Cruel salty water left a trail of dark mascara flowing down my lashes, i was not bothered nonetheless ... The only thing I was bothered was of My love... How it had been so evolutionary in just a couple of nights.

That night I didn't feed myself properly, I left half of the meal on my plate... Didn't do our dishes, didn't go to sleep with him... And then I cried myself to sleep in another room, as far from him as possible though still we shared the same roof.

Mehmood:

The words she arrowed at me were dipped with poison, and I felt the poison's bitterness diffusing through my blood.

I know I wasn't a pious man, but ... She could forgive me . She didn't have to judge me. We were now legally wedded husband and wife, and respecting that I had tried confessing everything to her but... She refused to listen. She was flown in euphoria and love that night,  but Hunain? Why couldn't he tell her?

How can a Taahira belong to a filthy man like you!! I condemn and feel ashamed of those seconds I spent in your arm that night... It would've been better if I slept with...

Painful words echoing in my mind were like a knife plunger twisting sharply inside my heart.

I had raised my hand on her, she saw it... Maybe she cried... But... What about my tears? Did she see it? Does anybody see the invisible tears? Do anyone hear the silent sobs and the voiceless screams?

That night I didn't finish my meal... Like the way she left hers incomplete, I did the dishes... Like the way she left them to be done by me, I didn't called her or asked her to come and be by my side when I needed her, I left her alone... Like the way she wanted me to leave her alone.

Tossing and turning on the bed the brightly lit moon seemed too luminescent for my desires, I wanted to dull it off ... I wanted the darkness of the night to engulf me in, atleast that might be of a cure to my breaking heart.

A/N:

Sorry for the short chapter, but I uploaded it because I guess it had been again a long while since last I published. So yeah.

And for the next update, I can't say anything maybe you'd get it soon or would've to wait again :)  My assignments /presentations / viva & quiz exams + semester too are all like a huge tsunami roaring from not far behind.

Hope will catch up again soon!

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