Ishq-e-laa Mahdud

Jurm-E-Ishq |3|

"Khubsurati na surat mein hai na libas mein, nigahen jise chahe use haseen karde!"

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As the night slipped away, the melodious call of the fajr adhan shattered the newly wedded couple's peaceful slumber. Startled by the alarm, they reluctantly opened their eyes, their dreams reluctantly fading away.

After a blissful week since their wedding, everything was falling into place for the couple. Slowly but steadily, they began to embrace and accept each other, with a strong foundation of respect at the core of their relationship. Boundaries were honored and cherished, creating a safe and loving space for their love to flourish.

The world awoke to a breathtaking sight - the moon still gracing the dawn sky, casting its ethereal glow upon the blessed surroundings. The alarm, instead of jolting them awake, serenaded their senses with sweet melodies. Despite the allure of slumber, they rose to offer their fajr salah, knowing that prayer surpasses the tranquility of sleep.

Side by side, they sat in serene contemplation, their hands gracefully lifted in supplication, seeking blessings for the ummah and beseeching Allah to shower their marriage with boundless happiness and harmonious bliss.

"Assalamualaikum," Azlan greeted as he carefully folded his prayer mat and then reached for Haya's, folding it with a gentle touch. Haya's face lit up with a smile as she responded, "Walekumassalam," appreciating his adorable gesture. She settled on the bed and reached for her phone, eager to check her messages.

Haya noticed Azlan getting ready with his joggers and sweat pants and asked, "Are you going for a jog?" Azlan smiled and replied, "Yes! I'll be back in an hour, you can sleep a little longer, no one will be waking up this soon."

As he left the room to start his morning workout routine, she relished having the entire space to herself.

When he entered the room after an hour, he was overwhelmed by the sight of his wife, deeply immersed in the realm of her dreams. Completely unaware of the world around her, she looked absolutely enchanting. It was a moment that filled his heart with immense love and admiration.

Admiring her a little more, he went to freshen up. After taking a warm shower, he got ready in his office attire. Wearing the three-piece suit, he looked like a work of art.

As the sun painted the room with soft hues, he couldn't help but admire her peaceful slumber. With a gentle smile, he gathered his belongings and left behind a heartfelt note.

The office fell into silence as he strolled in, hands casually tucked in his pockets and sporting stylish sunglasses. With each step, he exuded an air of ownership, as if to say, 'Well, it belongs to me anyway.'

The office hushed into quiet whispers, but a profound silence enveloped the room as he removed his sunglasses, revealing his piercing, infamous glare.

Whispers echoed through the room, carrying the sentiment, "Everything may change, but his piercing gaze remains constant."