Not a Fairy Tale

4.

It was the 7th day of their togetherness, and finally Madiha was happy. Today, Danish didn't scold her even once, he didn't even glare at her for her mistakes and ordered lunch from a famous restaurant, then took her for a small walk and now she was getting ready for Humera's reception party. Danish himself had chosen a mustard coloured suit for her in which she was looking stunning. Since evening he was out for some work and Madiha was feeling awkward as this was the first time when she was all alone in the home, moreover today wasn't any commotion because Humera's wedding functions were almost over now there was only some traces left in the form of dry flowers and some decorations.

Only today, after six days of getting married, she saw her new home properly. It was not a very large but not too small home. A large fenced gate was leading towards the ground floor which was divided into two parts. One part was empty and was used as a parking area for Danish's bike; however, the remaining part was looking like a small apartment which was occupied by Saad. From the very left side, stairs were leading to the first floor which was looking like a proper home. A sitting area with outdated furniture, and then a few rooms and a kitchen. Just it! This was the structure of the house which Madiha got as a home. She could dream for something better but this young lady was already grateful for this new shelter. She was from those people who wholeheartedly accept even small things in life and stay thankful for them in front of almighty, she didn't know how to complain regarding hardship of life, she only knew how to be thankful for the blessings she gets. Till now patience and her positive nature were her biggest power. She was from those who keep their eyes on the polestar in the dark night to cover the journey of problems and achieve the destination of satisfaction.

And she was considering Danish the same satisfactory destination however she didn't know that he was the journey of problems.

But Ignoring everything at this moment she looked at the mirror which was showing a beautiful figure whose hair was tied up in rollers. Madiha always looks better in curly hair and light makeup, she wanted to look best tonight so she was doing all the effort.

She just picked the makeup brush when her mobile started ringing. It was Danish's call, so she received it immediately. "Assalamualaikum." She muttered

"Hmm… waalaikum. Are you Ready?" He asked and Madiha looked at herself in the mirror.

"Not yet."

"I'm coming back within half an hour, be ready." It was an order which scared Madiha. "Okay, I'll be ready." Her heart and hands both shivered due to the overbearing voice, and the call was end soon.

"Ye aadmi mujhe heart patient na bana de." Placing her hand on her heart she was feeling that madly beating organ which should feel good about getting married only a few days back.

(I'm afraid, this man will make me a heart patient.)

"Only half an hour…" she muttered while glancing at the clock which was showing that she had wasted five minutes already. Without wasting more time she started doing her makeup but the problems were not Leaving her side… she wanted a very thin line of eyeliner but it was turning thick. In order to get a perfect stroke, this clumsy makeup artist took some ten minutes and the remaining makeup made her tired.

She didn't bother to look at the clock which was showing that the said half an hour was already gone ten minutes back, but a voice grabbed her attention. "Tum abhi tak tayyar nhi ho?" Danish opened the door of their bedroom and Madiha was surprised.

(You're not ready yet?)

"Aap aa gaye?" She muttered while glancing at the clock which gave her another shock. "Umm… actually... just 10 minutes more." She started undoing the rollers which were dangling from her hair and Danish rolled his eyes.