𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐢 ❣︎𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠❣︎

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Tum haqiqat nhi jo hasrat ho,

Jo mile khwab me vo daulat ho,

Kis liye dekhti ho aaina,

Tum toh khud se bhi jyada khubsurat ho.

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"Pupo Zaim bhuk." Zaim told Sumbul his need in his baby voice, making grabby hands towards her who was serving refreshments to her mamu.

"Mere Zaimu ko bhuk lagi hai, kya khayega mera baby. Hmm?" Sumbul lifted him up in her arms after placing the tray of refreshments and asked him making a cute face, pecking his chubby cheeks who giggled adorably feeling ticklish.

Mr. Suleiman Mirza, Sumbuls mamu who was here to pick up his grandson was astonished by Zaims bonding with Sumbul. The way she was making him eat his porridge or the way Zaim was not leaving her side even for a second made him thoughtful. Since last few days he and his wife were thinking for Zaahids second marriage and it seems Sumbul can be a good choice to his grandson along with his lonely and introvert son. His only son was turning more workoholick with each passing day. He knew his son was interested in Sumbul a few years ago and maybe the liking for her didn't died. Mr Mirza was not sure but he hoped he was right.

"Bhai jaan kin socho me gum hain, aapki chay thandi ho rhi hai pee lein ." Aashifa begum told her brother, breaking his reverie of thoughts. He sipped his tea and thought to talk about it with his sister some other time.

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"Zaahid kuch baat karna chah rha tha beta mai, agar tum free nhi ho toh...... His gaze flickering between his son and the papers laying down on the coffee table.

"Arre abbu aayein na, aapko mere kamre me aane ke liye permission lene ki jarurat nhi hai." He softly smiled at his father who smiled in return while sitting on the couch beside his son.

"Aadat dalne ki koshish kr rha hu beta. Kyonki kal ko jab tumhari biwi aa jayegi phir toh......... He didn't complete the sentence eyeing him softly.

"Abbu please not again, aap jante hain mai aapki har baat maan sakta hu, lekin mai ab dusri shadi nhi krna chahta. Mai khud ko majeed aziyat me mubtila nhi Kar sakta."
Although he was angry and frustrated but kept his voice polite. His first marriage was a big disaster.The said person was his father and he didn't wanted to disrespect him in any way.
His first marriage was a big disaster and he didn't wanted to repeat the history. Thinking about marrying again gave him headache.

"Tumhe nhi jarurat biwi ki, ye baat ek pal ke liye maan leta hu mai lekin kabhi Zaim ke baare me socha hai, vo bin maa ka bacha apni maa ki kami ko kis kadr mehsus krta hoga. Abhi toh vo chota hai lekin jab kuch salon ke baad bada hoga, school jane lagega aur apne doston aur classmates ki maon ko dekhega unhe pyar krte huey toh usse kitni takleef hogi iska tum aur mai sirf andaza hi lga sakte hain." He laid his worries in front of Zaahid who looked reluctant.

"Ammi toh ache se sambhal rhi hai usse, aur Muniba bi bhi toh hai uski nanny. I'm sure everything will work out just fine. And after all step mothers are too cruel."
He tried to convince his adamant father. This was not the first time his parents had advised him to get married again. It's been three years since, Rumaisha his wife had passed away in an accident. Zaim was just an infant back then. Thanks to his mother and his nanny he didn't had any problems in rising him. Infact he didn't do anything for Zaim as a father so far, it was all his mother who did everything for her only grandchild.

"Saari auratein ek jaisi nhi hoti, mai tumhe lekar Sumbul ka soch rha tha, badi hi pyari aur nek bachi hai vo. Zaim ko bahut chahti hai aur vo bhi usse bahut attached hai. uske divorce ki wajah ka bhi tumhe pata hi hai isliye ab faisla tumhe karna hai. Jitna waqt chahiye le lo lekin soch samajh kr jawab dena. Koi jalbazi nhi hai, hmm?"
He wanted to knock some sense into his dumb son's thick head who was hell bent to destroy his life. After his little speech Suleiman sahab patted his son's back affectionately who looked reluctant but thoughtful. He was not that shallow to reject her for her medical condition. He was a man of high morals and good heart.