HER POV

He was driving, gripping the wheel tightly. His hands looked strong, and the veins were literally popping out. I don’t know if it’s decent or not, but right now, I’m ogling my own husband. He looks like a whole snack.

“Damn, he looks so hot while driving,” I thought.

Mujhe pata hai tum log kya soch rahe ho, is ladki ki life mein tragedy hue abhi 24 ghante bhi nahi huye honge, aur yeh ladki yeh ladka ko taad rahi hai. Bhai, kya karun, agar 2 pal ke liye aankhon ko sukoon mil raha hai toh usko waste nahi karna chahiye. Aur especially tab jab woh banda apka husband ho yaar. Mein toh yahin pighal jaungi.

he looked at me, and I quickly looked away, out the window.

Oh no, he saw me staring at him!

But he just smiled and said, “You can look at me all you want,Apka he hu Jaan."

I felt my face flush with embarrassment, but his words only made me feel more at ease. I turned back to him, trying to play it cool, but my eyes kept drifting back to his strong hands on the wheel. He caught me again, and this time, he chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

I rolled my eyes, trying to pretend I wasn’t affected by his flirting.

“Just making sure you’re not falling asleep at the wheel,” I lied, trying to sound nonchalant.

I felt a flutter in my chest, and I couldn’t help but wonder what he meant by that. Was he implying that I was a distraction, or was it something more?

As we drove on, the silence between us was comfortable, I was drawn to him, and I couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for us.

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As we arrived home, I saw Uncle, Aunty, and Irfaz’s brother sitting on the sofa, engaged in conversation.

“Where is she?” Uncle asked as we entered.

“Woh bahar gayi hai, important meeting ke liye,” Aunty replied.

“Asalamualaikum,” I greeted them politely.

“Walaikumassalam,” they replied in unison.

“Aage beta,” Aunty said with a warm smile.

“Ji,” I responded, heading towards the room.

Aunty suggested, “Burkha utar ke aao, room se aake baitho humare saath.”

“Ji, aati hoon,” I said, heading back to my room.

Once there, I checked the time and heard the call to prayer. I decided to perform my Maghrib prayer before joining them. I removed my abaya, went to the washroom to wash up, and then returned to lay out my prayer mat.

Once I had completed my Maghrib prayer, I heard the bathroom door open. It was Irfaz.

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HIS POV

After coming back from the office, I found myself in our bedroom, watching her as she performed her Salah. There was something mesmerizing about the way she moved, her beauty illuminated in the soft light of the room. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

When she finished, she approached me, placing her hand gently on my head. Normally, I don’t allow anyone to touch my head, especially my hair-it’s a boundary I’ve always kept. But with her, everything was different. She was the exception.

She inwardly recited a prayer, her lips moving softly. I couldn’t help but focus on them, captivated by their delicate motion. Then, she blew air gently over my face, down to my toes, an endearing gesture that made my heart swell. She was so cute, so pure in her actions.

Just as she was about to leave, I caught her wrist and pulled her onto my lap.

Her body tensed slightly, but she didn’t pull away. I could sense the hesitation in her, but also the faint softness in her demeanor. Her face flushed a deep shade of red, a sight I had never witnessed before, as she usually kept her face veiled except for her eyes.

I had often wondered why she covered herself, depriving me of the chance to gaze at her. But now, I was grateful for her modesty, as it made this moment all the more precious. Her smile, nose, lips, and cheeks - everything about her was adorable as she blushed.

′Atleast mujhe kisi ki laash bichane ka mauka toh nhi mila wrna kitno ka katal hota mere hathon se.′

I gently rested my chin on the top of her head, taking in the soothing scent of her.

“Let’s just stay like this for a moment,” I continued, my voice barely above a whisper.

“I promise I’ll give you all the space you need. I just wanted to hold you and make things right, even if it’s just for now.”

I could feel her slowly relaxing against me. I hoped that in this small moment of quiet, we could start to rebuild the connection that had been strained.

As we stood there, the only sound being our gentle breathing, I could feel the tension in her body slowly seeping away. Her shoulders relaxed, her arms untensed, and her weight leaned slightly into mine. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, but not too tight. I didn’t want to scare her off.

I stroked her hair, trying to comfort her.

“I was wrong to push you away.” i said.

She looked up at me, her eyes searching mine.

“You were scared?” she said, her voice filled with understanding.

I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat.

“I was scared of losing you,” I admitted.

“I didn’t know how to handle it.”

She reached up and touched my face, her fingers gentle on my skin.

“You’re not going to lose me,” she said, her voice filled with conviction.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

I smiled through my tears, feeling my heart skip a beat at her tender touch and the sincerity in her eyes. The fear of losing her had been overwhelming, and in this moment, wrapped in each other’s arms, it felt like everything was finally falling into place.

I pulled her closer, holding her tight as we stood there, letting the world around us fade into insignificance. The only thing that mattered was the connection we were sharing, the warmth of her presence against mine.

TO BE COUNTINUE...........

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