Love So Far

Feel At Fault

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Zafar

"Fari?" I called out to my wife as she crossed the veranda, carrying a tray filled with tea cups and snacks for my parents.

"Ji?" She paused, looking at me.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" I was getting ready for work. I had been called for a few hours due to shortage at the station.

"I'll just give Ammi Jaan and Baba Jaan this and come." She nodded, before continuing inside.

I went back into our bedroom and continued getting ready. Fariha entered the room a few moments later. She wore an A-line navy blue dress with light blue flowers over it, along with a plain navy blue chudidar, and a net dupatta, also navy blue. I loved this colour on her. With her hair in a messy ponytail, and her eyes studying me curiously, Fariha looked like a pure mixture of beauty and innocence.

Too bad I'm about to disappoint her.

"Fari, I'm sorry in advance." I cleared my throat. "But I don't think it's a good idea to send Omar on a school trip right now. That price is way too unreasonable for two nights, and we just got Dua married. I didn't consider this last night, but I thought things through and..."

I saw the light in her eyes dim a little, but her expression remained the same. "It's okay. I'll explain to him. He was understanding anyway."

"I'm so sorry, Fari. I hate to disappoint you both, but we have to stick to our budget." 

"Stop giving me explanations, Zafar." She gave me a reassuring smile. "I understand, and so will Omar. We can take him sometimes in the future. You have studied Government and Politics in college, before you went off to study Law. I'm sure you can teach him things yourself." 

She loved me a lot, and she would never say or do anything to hurt me, I know that. She wouldn't even react in a way that would make me feel bad, but I know her too well. Omar might be understanding about it, but as a mother, she would feel awful that we couldn't even do this for our son. 

"I'm sorry, Fariha..."

"Mamma, where's my shampoo?!" Saad yelled from the bathroom. 

"Coming, beta!" Fariha turned and rushed out, but not before I saw the tears in her eyes.

I felt frustrated at myself. Why am I unable to do the smallest of things for my family?

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Jasmina

I held the prescription in my hands, reading it like I had a clue what the medication was. I stared at my age and date of birth at the top of the prescription, and I realised something. It was my birthday tomorrow, my twenty-seventh birthday! How am I already twenty-seven? I feel like I'm still nineteen. "Jaan, I have to pick these up from a chemist. There's one down the road, I can just walk there." I looked up at Fawad, who was walking me outside, to book a cab.

He had to start work soon, so he couldn't drive me home. "I'll pick them up for you during my break and drop them off." He looked distracted though. At first I'd thought that he was worried about me, but it was much more than that.