Broken desires

5: Sharing his bed?

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She was so lost in her pain and agony that she didn't even notice that Huzaifa had already came out of the bathroom after washing up.
Moomal was still sobbing with her face down when Huzaifa walked towards her and put his hand on her shoulder.

Startled, Moomal looked up in shock, and as soon as she saw Huzaifa's mixed expressions of surprise and worry, she realized her questioning condition.

The next moment, she again lowered her face and quickly wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
"What's the matter, why are you crying like this? Huzaifa tilted her face up with his finger to look at her eyes.

Moomal's eyes were red, and despite her trying to control her emotions, Tears were still flowing out of them.

"Huzaifa."

Seeing Moomal suddenly in this state, Huzaifa became extremely worried.

"Tell me what happened, why are you crying like a child all of a sudden ...?"

Moomal kept looking at him with wet eyes, she didn't know how to explain and what to tell him, what was the reason for her crying so suddenly.

Huzaifa removed his hand from her chin when Moomal kept trying to tell something but couldn't because of her sobbing.

"Wait here, I'll get my aunt...," he said, turning to leave, but he hadn't taken a step forward when Moomal grabbed his arm and stopped him from leaving.
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"No, Huzaifa. Don't call Mother at this time." She spoke in a weak voice.

Huzaifa turned towards her and took her hand in his and sat down on his one knee in front of her.
"Then tell me why you are crying...?"

Moomal turned her head in embarrassment. She had been controlling her emotions for so many years, then why did she let them loose today?

But what could she do? She's also a human who for so many years has been hiding her true feelings for this man from every single eye.

Perhaps today her marriage and Huzaifa's some old friend zone behavior worked as a nail in the coffin for her.

Huzaifa was waiting for her to speak as he could see in her eyes that she wanted to tell him something.

"I... I'm scared, very scared..." Moomal spoke softly. Her neck was slightly bent down. But her sight were fixed on her hand, which was still in Huzaifa's grip.

But the next moment she realized what she had just said. Stuttering, she looked up at him worriedly.

Huzaifa, who had been looking anxious a few moments ago, now seemed calm after Moomal's confession of her being scared.

Huzaifa smiled. "You're crazy, what's there to be scared of now...? You're my wife, and as long as I'm alive, no one can take you away from me or this house." He spoke confidently, without knowing how deeply his words have touched her heart.

Even though, she knew that His confession was just his concern for her not his love, She couldn't stop herself from feeling touched.

"Why are you looking at me like this? don't you trust me?"

He asked with artificial resentment when Moomal looked at him with such sad eyes.

"I do" Moomal replied with a light smile on her dry lips.

Huzaifa's face brightens up again at her short reply. And he stood up from the ground with her.

"You know how scary you look when you cry?  I almost had a heart attack there for a moment." He didn't forget to tease her after comforting her.