𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒽𝒶𝒽 𝒢𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒶
The Shah Family.
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"On the outskirt of Alamnagar, there lived the Shah Gharana. A family well know for their furniture business and impeccable reputation of united members. Everythin...
If you were with me, I would have spoken all unsaid words.
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Fridays would always bring chaos in the Shah Haveli. The men of the house would get busy in preparing for the Jummah Salah while the females would assist them as well as prepare themselves too. The most prestigious day of the week would start with pleasant vibes and after the men would return back from prayers the women too would be free from their own Ibadah. [Worship] The lunch would mostly be an event filled with lively conversation, laughter and smiles. It had become a custom and the residents of Shah Gharana loved to follow it.
Fahad had gotten a bit late today for he had to prepare for the party held tonight. He hurriedly entered his room and found it empty. He made his way towards the cupboard to take out his kurta-shalwar only to stop by Mahi who just entered the room.
"Wait Fahad, your dress is ready." She said. Picking up the attire from the couch she handed him. He smiled thankfully and proceeded to do his work.
When Fahad came out dressed in his dusky brown kurta-shalwar Mahi couldn't stop herself from staring him for few seconds. He looked exceptionally good in desi attire but she wouldn't let him know her opinion. He would never leave chance to tease her then. Her reverie was broken by the sound of something being shut and she looked away hurriedly and made her way towards the cupboard.
"Mahi..."
"Hmm?" She hummed still not looking his way making him smile softly and walk towards her. Standing just behind her he stretched his hand from beside her and picked out one of her dress.
"Hmm, wear this." He spoke softly making her face him and then cast a look on the cloth. It was one of the dresses he had bought. A peach coloured embroidered dress. She frowned.
"It's too sparkly for staying at home." She said pouting lightly.
"No it's not. Anyways it's friday today...it will look good. Please for me?" Fahad spoke softly making her look at him for brief moment. Taking the dress from his hand she closed the closet.
"I will see." She murmured.
"I am leaving now, Allah Hafiz." He gently pecked hee forehead and smiling at her widely made his way out of the room. Unaware of the havoc he had created in the heart of his wife. Mahi didn't know if Fahad had any idea that how much his small affectionate act meant to her. She didn't know if he knows that she adored him the most and he was the most important part of her life. It didn't matter if he knew or not, what only mattered to her was that she had him.
