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Naina stared at the ceiling disturbed by some thoughts. A comfortable silence prevailed in the room, she switched sides trying to sleep but was unable to sleep. She stared at her husband who was still working, typing something in his laptop simultaneously sipping his coffee. His chocolatey hairs were disheveled, while his first few buttons of shirt were undone making him look hot. Naina sighed, mentally smacking her head for staring at her husband so shamelessly.
She got up and walked towards the couch where he was sitting and laid on the couch resting her head on his lap, pulling the duvet close to herself. Sameer was startled by her sudden move but did not speak anything and continued doing his work. He felt her nuzzling into his waist. He heard her sobs were stifled at first as she attempted to hide her grief, then overcame by the wave of emotions which broke her down entirely. All her defences washed away in those salty tears. Her cries still had a rawness to it, as if the pain was still an open wound.
"Khaza." He mumbled in concern trying to look at her face but she held onto him, digging her face in his waist while her fists had held his shirt so tight she could feel the sweat trapped inside them.
"I-I don't want to go there. M-Mujhe nahi jana vaha." She uttered as her voice quivered while her body evidently shivered. Sameer placed his palm on her head, unable to comprehend what she was trying to say.
"Naina." He called her name, pulling her with slight force to face him. He made her sit properly and held her by her shoulders. He touched her face with his palm and stared at her in concern as she cried. She cried as if her brain was being shredded from the inside. She never showed her vulnerable side to anyone and seeing her like this made his walls of heart clench. She rested her head on his shoulder, as he patted her hair slightly. He felt helpless as he had never consoled anyone in his life. She held on his collar curled up in her fist while her vision blurred as tears flowed from her eyes continuously.
"What's hurting you Khaza?" He questioned but received no reply. She clinged more to him, wrapping her another hand around his neck. He held her, supporting her by holding her by the waist. He switched off his laptop, took off the duvet which was covering her a bit and picked her up in bridal style. Making her lay on the bed, he slipped himself on the other side. She was sobbing silently staring aimlessly, as she came back towards him. She gasped as he pulled her close to him and adjusted his strong arm below her head, wrapping it around her shoulders pulling her more towards himself.
"I am there with you, Khaza." He mumbled as he nuzzled into her hairs. Naina closed her eyes as she held his hand which was placed on her waist. It felt safe as he held her, which she needed at this moment. In the darkness their cuddles felt like a little touch of heaven. She turned towards him and glanced at him who simply pecked her forehead. He did not know why she was so broken, but he preferred to stay quiet and hold onto her as she needed him. She held his hand which was placed on her waist.
