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___________"Sorry, that was a slip of the tongue. But honestly, you are a nice photographer", Meerab said to which he smiled slightly and looked down. He is here to spend time with her and for enjoyment but this is slowly turning into a nightmare as he remembers his father now and also the memories where his father showed him dreams that he can never fulfill. He wants to hold the camera but is bound by a promise and he is too old to think of his career. The one who knew about his dreams and Passion turned her face like she knew nothing. He still feels heartbroken for losing his dreams. Who would not?
"Can I take my mobile phone back?", he asked to which Meerab nodded and gave him his mobile phone back. He passed a fake smile put his mobile phone in his pocket and walked towards the cupboard to take a shawl. He wore it as it was cold outside and he felt comfortable in his shawl, also he was habitual of wearing a shawl so he couldn't imagine himself without his shawl. He started to set his hair which gave her an idea about him leaving the place which confused her. Why does he want to leave now? It is already late
"Where are you going?", she asked thinking that he would talk about dinner but his reply was unexpected and she felt it very rude
"Out... Please don't ask questions like a typical wife Meerab. I am here don't worry. Just I am feeling uneasy so want to have fresh air", he said and walked towards the door angrily but he couldn't gather the courage to open it. He knows she is his responsibility here and he can't lash out at her for nothing. He looks down and presses his forehead as he is tense after meeting a madman who not only tortured his wife but has tortured him as well. He closed his eyes realizing his mistake and looked at her who was staring at him already
"Can I come with you?", she asked
"Yes, but I might not talk", he said stating his point which looked normal to Meerab as silence is much better than misbehaving with her and fighting
"It's ok ", she said and walked towards the mirror to apply lipstick. Murtasim rolled his eyes seeing her getting ready which was not needed as she looked beautiful without any make-up. Sometimes make-up looks very odd on her because she is very beautiful and her face glows naturally. After a while, Meerab was all ready and she walked towards him and gestured for him to start walking. When they were walking Meerab's stomach growled because of hunger which made him realize that she was hungry and he also felt hungry when he realized they hadn't eaten anything. He doesn't understand the physiology behind this but he wonders why it happens.
"You must be hungry. Let's go and have something first", He said and they walked towards the restaurant and had dinner together. All the while Meerab noticed that he was lost somewhere and on asking he said there was no issue.
They both stayed in Bali for a week more and then came back when Murtasim got a call from Bhaktu for work. One day was still left for them to enjoy but Meerab understood his problem and told him she had no issues with going back. All the while she was just looking at him as if she had fallen for him. She wants to yell and show her love for him. They went to the Village and Meerab slept but Murtasim went to work saying he had to go urgently and it took the whole day for him to comeback
Meerab arranged a dinner for Murtasim and was waiting for him as he went out to work. She wore a red suit as he loved her in the same suit she wore before and prepared everything he liked. She opened her hair today as Murtasim likes her with open hair. She already checked her in front of the mirror nth times to see if she was looking beautiful or not. She cooks everything with her hands and is waiting to see him now as she wants to surprise him. She is in love with him but never gets a chance to confess to him about the same.
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Revenge To Love [Completed]
FanfictionCover credit : @KhushiMaury "Congratulations to me for this strange night. Now this marriage is a test that will take a whole life to pass. Either I will win or lose ", he thought and blew smoke from his mouth and started pacing here and there in an...