𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

4

Arsalan POV:

Later that night.

I found the answer. Instead of searching on google, I asked Iqra. She told me that Airah love flowers a lot. So I told Tariq to go and bring me a bouquet of white roses in the middle of the wedding. He did so. But Airah haven't come to my room yet. After the wedding she went straight to Iqra's room, and till now she's there. I hear a knock when I was change into comfortable clothes. Before I could even answer, the door opened and Airah came inside with her pajamas in her hand. She loved the unicorn one and would wear it every night but today....she bought a sky blue coloured pajama. She has taken off her makeup and her nose is slightly red. But right now I'm confused. Are we suppose to sleep together?

"Can I change in your bathroom? Ammi mujhe apne room me Jane nahi de rahi hai." She says avoiding my eyes. (Mom isn’t letting me go to my room.)

"Ha thike jao." (Yes, fine, go ahead.) I reply. So she will be sleeping in my room.

She goes in the bathroom quietly. "Bhai can you come out for a second please." (Brother, can you come out for a second please) Iqra comes in and says. I nod and make my way out of the room.

"Bhai please aaj usse jhagda na kariyega." She seems so worried about Airah. (Brother, please don’t fight with her today.)

"Ha thike. But It's not my fault if she starts arguing first."

"Bhai please try to understand. She's heartbroken right now and......" she stops mid-sentence.

"And what?" I ask.

"No,  no its nothing."

"Tell me Iqra before I make you speak." I say. She looks at both the sides of the hallway to see if someone is around. The she turns to me and says in a low voice.

"Do you know why she came straight to my room after the wedding?" I shake my head. She gestures me to come closer. I do so. "I'm only telling you this because you're her husband now." I nod. "She might get mood swings since she got her periods after the wedding. And her cramps are the worst. So please dont tease or irritate her." My lips curve into 'O' shape.

"Ok dont worry I'll be good." I say. "Thank you." She smiles and returns to her room back.

 I return to my room to find Airah still in the washroom. I sit at the edge of the bed and start removing my socks. I hear the sound of wash- room's door opening. My back is facing the washroom.

"Mujhe tumhare saath nahi rehna hai." She says a bit loudly.
(I don’t want to stay with you.)

"Me konsa mare ja raha hu tumhare saath rehne ke liye." (It’s not like I’m dying to stay with you.)

Shit. I shouldn't have said that. I turn around to see her crying, her nose is a lot redder than before. I quickly stand up and walk towards her. "I'm sorry Airah that was supposed to be a joke" I apologise.

"No. You said what was in your heart Ahmed. It's not your fault Ahmed, that you don't want me. It's not their fault that they don't want me." I understand whom she is referring "their" to. Tears start filling her eyes again. "Its my fault. I'm not perfect. But you know everyone gets a chance to love. To be loved. But I guess I don't. That's why nobody wants me. Why can't I be loved Ahmed? WHY?" She starts crying so hard. I pull her into a hug. "I fell in love with him the day he came with the proposal to our house. But he showed no interest. Still I loved him. But why leave me? Why leave me when he knew that I loved him." She cries harder while hitting my chest with her tiny little fists.

I keep her close to my chest while she cries. "Nobody wants me Ahmed. Nobody. Neither you nor Aasim. So you better leave me." She says calming down a bit. "No Airah. Stay with me for a while. I need you."