Sukoon: سکون (Completed)

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And sometimes it's better to leave things to Allah.

Z A Y N A -

She entered his room, it was full of black and grey, grey bed sheets, black walls, everything was black and grey.

She sighed and took out her clothes from her suitcase, where she found some inappropriate clothes, she knew ashinoor has kept it all, her eyes Went on a appropriate pyjama.

"Tomorrow after the Walima, we have to leave for my warehouse. We will stay there for 3 months, you shall pack your clothes."

Aahil said taking out his night wear, Zayna looked at him with a confused look.

"Why?"

She questioned him.

"Just do what I said, I don't like it when someone questions me after my statement."

Aahil said glaring at her, Zayna rolled her eyes at his rude behavior.

"Jerk."

She mumbled, it was audible for him to listen, he raised his eyebrow.

"Don't you think you use that word a lot?"

Like a predator, he stepped forward to her, stumbling on her feet, but composed herself and tried to act bolder.

"Yes, because you're a jerk."

She said boldly, her heart was thumping in her chest seeing his intimidating aura.

"What did you say?"

Aahil mutters as if he was giving her warning to change her words. She didn't know where the confidence was coming from but she was liking it anyway.

"You didn't hear? Okay then i repeat, you're a jerk, you are a rude jerk."

She said screaming at the top of her lungs, he glared at her and caged her in his arms, she gulped, his breath was falling on her face, she felt intimidated and with courage she looked in his eyes.

"Leave me.!"

She Whispered yells at him, he smirked at her and then glared at her.

"Sweetheart, you better stop using that word as if you called me with that word again then the consequences won't be good."

He whispers leaning close to her, she gasps. He left her and took his nightwear and marched to the washroom leaving her flustered state behind. He chuckled, glancing at her.

Zayna closed her eyes, her cheeks went beetroot red. Her heart was thudding aloud. She quietly stood there and settled the bed and leaned on it muttering some supplications on her. He opened the door and saw her laying on the bed, he went towards her and peeked at her, she was asleep. He smiled at her, she was looking like a baby while sleeping. He goes on another side of the bed and layed there maintaining some good distance from her.

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A S H E R -

Never in his life had he felt so broken, his heart had broken seeing her with someone else. He wiped his tears, standing on his balcony, he was thinking about the scene which he had witnessed in front of his eyes.

Why can't she understand he loves her?

But did he ever tell her about this?

Asher took a deep breath, the scene again ran in his mind, someone else holding her hand.

Before the nikah when Asher was arranging the things he had seen Ashinoor with a boy, he was holding her hand, she was smiling at him. That moment he felt like his heart was broken in a million pieces.

"Ya Allah, Mohabbat karta hun usse."

He whispers with his teary eyes, he was in love with her for 3 years but never confessed, first he thought that it was just a normal attraction but then he realized he loved her.

Their bickering, their unreasonable fights, he needed it all to sane his mind, he didn't want her, he needed her.

Asher Sultan was finally rendered as a loser in the battle of his heart against Ashinoor Qureshi.

Maybe the start was not good but the ending will be.

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Assalamualaikum Readers-
Ik bhot late update kiya hai chapter.
But i wasn't getting time and i
Knew kaafi short chapter hain.
But for know you all have to bear with this.

And about Hamraaz, idk
When i will update the chapter,
Because I hadn't even start
Writing it.

Sorry for the inconveniences.

Your author
Riyam!