Farha's POV cont'd.
On getting to our new house, Aadil got a call from the hospital that his attention was really needed and since he can't turn them down, he apologized to me and I had no problem with it. He left already and I was left alone in my world. "Madam hand over your bag" one of the maids said to me and I did. "Wow!" I muttered at the sight of the house and lo! It was a sight to behold. The swimming pool, the fountain, the lawn and the garden with a flower bed filled with different types and colors of flowers, all gave the surrounding, a dazzling look.I walked around the surrounding admiring the beauty of the house and just then I felt hungry. On getting inside, the view was still, more fascinating than the exterior and I was like wow! amazing. The maid brought me food and I ate to my fill.
Following that, I went up and examined the rooms, they were eight rooms. I choosed the ones with the loveliest view for myself and Aadil and set them up to my taste. That's were I'll start from, we won't stay in the same room, no way!
Evening came so fast and I was sure that Aadil would be home any moment from now. I went up to my room, had a cool shower, changed my dress and put on a nice perfume, it's necessary that way to welcome your husband from work. Getting to the kitchen the cook was already preparing food for the night and soon the it was done and I gave her a hand in setting the table as well and everything was set. The doorbell rang and I made my way to the door.
Aadil's POV.
The door opened and I was happy to see Farha standing at the door to welcome me.
Me: salamualaykum habibti.
Farha: wa'alaykumsalam Aadil. Come on, in.
Me: Sure."How do you find this place?" I asked and "it's nice" she replied.
"You must be tired by now, go freshen up and join me at the table for dinner" she said while collecting my medical bag. "Sure I replied and proceeded to go freshen up as she had said.
Soon I joined Farha at the table and we were having food when I noticed that she stopped eating.
"What's wrong Farha" I asked and she shook her head and continued eating.
"Don't you like the food?" I asked again and "I never said that" she replied almost yelling at me. "Okay" I said and continued eating. After dinner, Farha seemed to be the one packing the dishes and doing the cleaning.
"Don't worry Farha, leave that to the maid" I said. "No Aadil, the maid is not around and why can't I do the dishes? Isn't it my duty?" She replied me with unusual answers and I was confused.
"And why isn't the maid around?" I asked and "I sent her on leave" she replied and I asked for the reason but she gave me a wild look.
"Subhanallah! What's going on with her?" I asked myself and proceeded to go offer salaht maghrib. "Farha, it's time for prayer come join me as soon as you're done" I said in a calm voice and she just nodded.
Later in the night, we both retired to sleep and I noticed that Farha took some of her belongings away from the room we should share and I was confused.
"Farha, what's going on? Why are you packing your things?" I asked and she ignored my question and continued packing. "Farha" I called again and just then she turned and pointed a finger at me.
"Nothing is happening okay? and it would be best if you avoid asking me questions about my actions or you'll keep getting hurt" she said shouting at me and leaving the room with a slam on the door.
As I took a step to go after her, my cell rang and it was then that I realized that I was dreaming all along. "Wa'alaykumsalam" I answered Arham's greetings.
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HER HUSBAND [A STRANGER IN HER HEART]
RomantizmLove story of a young couple Aadil Imran and Farha Sagar. He is Pakistani and she is an Indian Muslim. But she doesn't like Pakistanis. Their marriage was an arranged one and she vowed to make it a living hell for her husband on the stand that he h...