𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡

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We are so desperate to be understood,
We forget to be understanding.

A A H I L -

Aahil was distancing himself from Zayna, it has been one week when zayna had asked him about who is Faaezah to him. From that day he had never initiated a talk with her nor did she.

It was 11:00 at night. Aahil was back from his important work, he was hungry, he went towards the kitchen and opened the refrigerator for some food but he saw the fridge was empty.

"Fuck."

He cursed and was about to punch the wall in anger but someone held his hand and stopped him from hurting his hand. He turned back and saw his beautiful wife standing. He looked in her hazel orbs which was unknowingly becoming his favorite thing. 

"Hurting yourself is not the solution to everything, Mir."

Zayna said to him looking into his mystic eyes, he got his hand from his hold and took a deep breath before rubbing his forehead. She goes towards the stove and heats the food for both of them. She had not eaten her meal as well, she was waiting for him. He watched her actions silently and washed his hands and moved towards the dining table. She sat down for dinner for both of them. He looked at her in confusion.

"You didn't have your meal?"

He questioned her, raising his eyebrow. She served him the food and nodded in no.

"Why?"

He again questioned her..

"I was waiting for you."

She said looking at him, he sighed.

"You don't have to wait for me ayna, I am used to it."

He said while eating his food. Her heart sinks, what does he have called her? She looked at him in amusement.

"You don't need to tell me Mir, what should I do or not. You just told me not to interfere in your life and I'm not doing it."

She said while serving the food on her plate, he stopped eating and then looked at her realizing how much his words had hurted her.

She was done with her food as well he was. After cleaning the kitchen she went into their room as soon as she entered the room his words left her shocked.

"I'm sorry for my words."

He said looking at her, she looked at him and nodded. He moved to his balcony, he was frustrated about the things happening in his life.
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"Where are you haris?"

Haris sighed in relief when he heard Aahil's voice on the phone, he was tense for him.

"Bro I'm coming in half an hour, and i wanted to sa-"

Aahil cut his sentence in the middle..

"Don't be late."

Aahil monotonously said and cutted the call making Haris curse under his breath. He was still mad at Aahil for the argument which happened between them 8 days ago. It was the first time they are talking like this but Aahil's tone doesn't seem like he is talking to Haris.

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