Isn't the love is the most
Beautiful form of hurt?
Z A Y N A
She gazed at the glass of water kept there and took it in her hand as her throat was getting dry. She was feeling some kind of uneasiness as she rubbed his chest, being anxious all of a sudden.
She moved towards the bathroom and turned on the shower and stood there getting drenched in water. She gasped when she heard the sound of the door opening, she looked up to see Aahil standing there gazing at hun.
Their eyes clash with each other in the most intense ways.
He moved towards her, she gulped looking at him. He moved behind her and stood there under the shower with her. They were getting drenched in water. He kept his hand on her waist and moved closer to inhale her fragrance.
she turned back while he took her hand in his hold and kissed her palm. He moved close to her face and bit her earlobe, while her breathing was uneven, Aahil could sense her heart beating loudly because of their close proximity.
He cupped her cheeks while she closed her eyes tightly clutching his shirt, He gazed at her face admiring it.
She froze when she felt his warm lips on her cold ones. A shiver ran through her body, he leaned more close to her, her back was being touched to the wall, their bodies were touching each other. Aahil pulled apart his lips from the kiss when she didn't reprocriates it back. As she was all wet in water, he turned off the shower as slowly he picked her in his arms, her both hands were on his neck as she hid her face in his chest.
At that moment his touches are like a fire to her body, he was her solace, they needed each other like they needed air to breathe.
As he moved towards the bed and made her sit on it, moving towards the almira he took out a towel and gave it to her. She just took it and wiped her body, he observed her action, she was behaving differently today with him.
"Ayna, kuch hua hai kya? Itni khamoosh kyu ho?"
He asked her softly, Zayna just stared at him blankly not knowing what to say, her throat was getting shaky as she felt the tears rolling down her cheeks. Aahil noticed her tears, he didn't understand what was happening.
"Meri jaan, ro kyu rahi ho?"
He asked her to sit on his knees infront of her. Zayna chuckles bitterly.
"Apko isse kya farq par rha hai?"
Zayna questioned making Aahil frown.
"Zahir si baat hai, biwi ho tum meri, mohabbat karta hun tumse, tmhre takleef mei nhi de sakta, agar tum roti ho tum mjhe bhi takleef hoti hai."
He said firmly looking directly in her eyes.
"Aur kitne jhoot bolenge aap Aahil, agar aap mujhse mohabbat karte ho toh apne mujhe Mahira ke baare mei kyu nahi bataya? Kya Mera koi haq nahi hai yeh janna ka ki aap Mahira ko pasand karte thain, mene apko apne baare mei sab kuch bataya tha lekin aap? Apne toh mujhe yeh sab batana bhi gawara nahi samjha."
She said looking at him, Aahil was shocked hearing all this, he knew who would have told her about this but right know he had to make zayna understand.
Zayna looked at him with her red eyes, she was hurt by the fact that her bestfriend had faked her death, she was hurt because her bestfriend and her husband was in relationship previously and most importantly she was hurt because her husband didn't even bother to tell her about this after all she has a right to know all this.
"Zayna jese toh soch rahi ho vesa nahi hai."
Aahil said looking at her, he took a deep breath as he knew to make zayna understand the thing's is not an easy task.
"Toh kaisa hai Aahil?"
She questioned in the midst of her moist eyes as Aahil pleaded with his eyes.
"How did you get to know all this?"
He asked her, Zayna looked at him and smiled painfully.
"That doesn't matter."
She said and got up from the bed and went towards the almira as her clothes were wet. She needed to change them, Aahil sighed and stood up on the ground as he went towards her direction and stood behind her. As he moved more closer, Zayna had already sensed that he was standing behind her. Her heart was beating erratically as when she felt him leaning close to her.
"Meri Mohabbat par shakh hai tumhe?"
"You think I faked my love for you?"
Aahil slowly asked her, Zayna eyes betrayed her again, as she looked in his eyes before getting out from his hold. She moved towards the bathroom.
Aahil stood there watching her, he sighed, he never thought that he would unknowingly hurt her in this way. He looked at the door of the bathroom.
Zayna closed the door and fell on her knees as she was hurt, she kept her hands on her mouth to control her sobs. She was crying and crying.
Aahil was staring at door, he wanted to tell her each and everything but one thing he also knew is that this is not the right time to tell her.
Suddenly a fear grabbed him, fear of losing her.
He can't afford too lose her.
He would prefer dying instead of living the life in which she isn't there.
They both were hurt, because hurt is permanently when you're in love with someone, deeply, madly, passionately and intensely.
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