𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐢 ❣︎𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠❣︎

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Na shikwa tha labon par,

Na hoton se dard tapka,

Bas ek lamha judai ka,

Atak kar reh gya dil me.

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Sayra gently rubbed his arm, trying to calm his nerves down who was looking blankly at the trees ahead of them.
He looked deep in thoughts as if fighting in his mind. His deep eyes looked pained, they were red since he was trying hard not to breakdown in front of her. She didn't said anything, just tried to give him some strength so he could open his heart and relieve some pain. The inner conflict he was feeling is not be able to describe in words.
They're sitting at the lawn for quite some time now but they both were quiet with just the sound of leaves brushing each other .

She hadn't thought in her wildest dreams that a day will come when he would be looking so miserable and she would comfort him the way she's doing now. But He had made her somewhat comfortable around himself and she would blame the relationship between them. But who's she kidding Ibrahim had captured her heart using his charms and it became officially his
after their time in his car when he had showed so much concern for her. His gentleness, his overprotective behavior had evoked a new feeling in her heart for him. She hadn't thought that she's that naive to melt with just a little care he would show. And Just when she thought he would gather her in his arms, he had shattered her. She had ignored his advances, he had tried to talk to her, he had sent hundreds of apology messages , every time he would promise her that he would try to be a best version of himself that she deserves, he will not deceive her in any way however she hadn't replied to his calls and messages.

Like every girl Sayra also had lots of dreams and expectations from her mijazi khuda. She thought her husband will love and cherish her, he will mend her heart which was broken after her father's demise. He will support her and keep her safe from the harsh world. However his actions made every thing shatter. Ibrahim was the first man who had entered in her life and she had high expectations from him but his disappearance after the nikaah had shattered her dreams. She will not be able to forgive him this easily and after his betrayal, he had dig a deeper hole for him self. Sayra hadn't thought about their relationship that much before because she felt, he didn't want her in his life and after he accepted his mistake of cheating on her, she had made up her mind that she'd not forgive him. His confession had made her heart bleed. She had cried the whole night when he kissed her and the next movement he had admitted his infidelity and broke her heart.

Despite him being a total jerk towards her, she's willing to hear him out so his heart would feel light. He's not arrogant for his loved ones and she had seen it in her stay here in these two months. though she hadn't forgiven him for his betrayal however she's not that heartless to not comfort him. Sayra knows how painful it is when you don't have anyone to rely onto and she didn't want Ibrahim to feel that way. She's a soft hearted woman who possessed a heart of gold for her loved ones.

"janti ho Jab hum yahan aaye the toh yeh seher mere liye nya tha. School bhi nya hone ki wajah se mai kisi se jyada baat nhi kar pata tha aur Meri Mom bhi jyadatar beemar hi rehti thi phir dad Mehzabeen phupho ko ghar le aaye kyonki unke shohar ki death ke baad unke susral wale unhe nhi rakhna chahte they aur unke mayke me bhi unka koi nhi tha. Wo dad ki distant cousin hain. Unhone mujhe bahot pyaar diya hai bachpan se. Bahot khayal rakhti thi wo mera. Mom dad ke jhagron se main dar ke bhag kar unke paas aa jata tha." He had a sweet smile plastered on his face while talking to his beloved phupho. Sayra frowned at how could she's so venomous around her when she's so loving towards her husband. His voice made her snapped out of her thoughts as she focused back on him.