Realm of Love [Short Love Stories]

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𝓘𝓷 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓐𝓻𝓶𝓼, 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂
𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓻 𝓒𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓮𝓮𝓶𝓼 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓮𝓻.

T H I R D - P E R S O N

|After 6 years|

The arcadian calmness spread across the giant vintage based bedroom. Silence passed a bunch of blissful whispers at the ears of the lovers madly in fondness for each other.

Shahveer and Sahar.

Together, united and blessed for the past 6 years. Their unity has been blessed with happiness and peace. Sahar blinked slowly opening her eyes as the sleep faded away from her eyes Still clinging to the serene of sleep, she whispered,

"Veer?"

That's what she calls Shahveer. It was a rare time when she called him by his name.

Always Veer, her Veer.

"It's late. Wake up, you need to drop Shahzaib at school," Stating that; she sat up straight. Twisting her winsome hair into a loose bun, she knitted the slackened ribbon that hung below her stomach of her night wear.

She got freshened up and changed her clothes wearing a grey salwar kameez. Looking as charming as ever, she pressed the towel against her wet hair calling Shahveer to wake up from the closet.

"Shahzaib will be late because of you again. Tackle with the teacher yourself this time, Siddiqui Sahab." She smiled remembering her 5-year-old son Shahzaib Siddiqui who attends kindergarten and who slept daily with his Nanu.

"She is not a teacher. She is a wild species. I wonder how kids stay there," he murmured making Sahar lowkey chuckle.

"She is just strict, Shahveer."

"Strict? The kids are just in the kindergarten and she acts as if they will get late for the extra classes of the board exam."

He got up and walked towards the washroom chanting against Shahzaib's teacher, Oviya.

Sahar laughed at his words and went to Shahnawaz's room where her son slept. Sleeping with his grandfather was his favourite thing he loved. Sahar slowly opened the door of the huge bedroom. Sneaking in, her eyes went around before they landed on Shahnawaz who sat near the window drinking his morning tea. A newspaper was clutched by his palms as he ran through the content.

"Assalamu alaikum Papa!" Sahar greeted entering the room. Shahnawaz's chartreuse eyes travelled towards her. She smiled warmly. "Walaikum assalam!"