تم کیو چلے آتے ہو~
ہر روز این خوابو میں-
چپکے سے آ بھی جاو~
ایک دن میری بہو میں-[Why do you come everyday in these dreams?
Sneak in, too, one day in my arms.]~ Kya mujhe pyar h?
Enjoy!!!
Osman, with a heavy heart entered his mansion. Never ever in his life he had these feelings within himself at the end of the day.
He always used to be contented and calm. But today it was all different. He was restless and regretful.
He never felt these emotions ever, even though he killed many people but he used to be firm on his actions.But that girl, whom he made cry with his disrespectful action was different. Her tears were different. He didn't mean to upset her but he did and that's what matters.
She must be crying! He thought.
Why did it effect him so much?
She is just a stranger and more over that she talked back to him which is very unusual as nobody ever dared to raise their voice infront of him. But she did! That made her different from others.
He brushed his thoughts away and went to his room, skipping his dinner as always. He directly went to get some cold shower to calm his burning mind.
As cold water, slipped through his skin, he felt his muscles relaxing. He sighed as his tired body got some calmness. But it wasn't enough to calm his mind which was full of thoughts.... thoughts of her.
He got out from the shower and came to his bed while brushing the water away from his wet hair which were falling on his forehead. He looked around and felt a certain kind of emptiness.
Darius, where is he? He thought.
By looking at his neat and clean white sheet he can tell that he hasn't been here since long. He dashed outside the room and asked his maids about him but no body knew where he was.
Osman was looking all through his mansion when his eyes fell on that certain door.
Library!
He opened the door and a smile crept on his face after looking at the scene. Darius was sitting on the table with the novel beneath him.
"I am sorry!" He said and approached him.
Darius didn't waste any time and run to his master snuggling more into his chest.
"I was quite busy that's why I wasn't able to come." Osman gave an explanation of his absence in the evening when they used to read their novel.
Darius ran back to the table pointing at the book as if he is telling him to start now. But Osman was not in a mood to read. First time in his life he felt too tired to turned the pages of the novel.
"Not now buddy! I will get some sleep." He said and went to his room.
He himself was shocked at his behaviour. He just rejected his novel, his favourite novel. Since the day he has started it he never missed a day reading it. It always makes him calm but at this moment the calmness he needs can't be found in the pages, but in someone, in her.
He came back to his room and lay down taking a deep breath.
How will he spend this night?
He looked at the time and it was already midnight.
She might have slept. He thought.
He closed his eyes but her crying face came into his vision. He frowned. For the first time he was being regretful for making someone cry. Other time he never actually cared.
Should I apologise to her? He thought.
Apology is something that he doesn't do. He never bends infront of anyone, no matter how wrong he is, he is always determined with his action and never let his pride down for anyone. But for now, for his peace he is ready to ask forgiveness, from her.
He covered himself with the blanket and close shut his eyes, though her face was coming into his mind again and again but he kept jerking it away. Only he knows how difficult the night was!
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It was a breezy beautiful evening. The sun was setting down and every living being was returning to their home. The sky was orange with a tint of yellow ring was surrounding the sun and the birds were racing to their nest.
Osman was sitting on the rooftop with a beer in his hand. His mind was blank with a longing in his heart and the cold breeze was taking away all his anxiety. He loved it. He loved being loved by the nature. He took a sip of the beer when it was snatched by someone.
He angrily turned to see....her.
She was there, after a long wait she was finally with him. He smiled and pulled her beside him.
She threw the bottle and inter wined her fingers to his. She slowly leaned near his shoulder and kept her head on it, making him smile.
He took the book from his side and opened it. My love is you! was the book they were reading.
He was reciting and she was listening to him carefully as he explained each and every emotions to her.
Her eyes were fixed to him and her ears listen nothing but his voice.
They felt relax, laying in each other's arm and spending the quality time together.He was completely in the book when a heavy wave of wind came making the book drop from his hand and it fell down from the building.
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"NO!!!!!" Osman screeched and abruptly sat up on his place.
He was breathing heavily and quite sweating too. He looked here and there only to find himself in his room, on his bed where he slept. He sighed and rubbed his forehead.
He looked at the time and it was already 6 in the morning so he got up but instead of getting fresh up he went to the door and opened it to go outside when he got startled by his maids who were standing outside his room like a statue.
"You guys are planning to kill me right?" He asked keeping his hand on his heart. He looked down and found Darius who was staring at him like the other maids, without even blinking.
"What?!!" He asked slightly raising his voice making the maids jolt at their place.
"W...we h.heard screams from your r..room. Are you alright?" One of the maids asked making Osman embarassed.
"Mind your own business." He said angrily and left from there, making all of them looked at his direction. He stopped at his track when he felt Strong gaze at him.
He turned back making all of them run back to their work. But Darius wasn't afraid of him so he kept standing on his place. Osman sighed and signalled him to follow him.
They both went their ways to the hallway and then entered the library. Osman saw the book kept on the table and sighed in relief. He picked it up and kept in the drawer.
At the office
Osman was early to his office so he was sipping tea in his cabin. He has a lot of things to do today. A lot confession to say and a lot of apologies to make. He already prepared himself for it.
He was in his thoughts when his mind suddenly went to his dream. Apart from his book his attention went to the girl who was with him. He clearly saw her. Not even few days have passed meeting her, she started conquering his dreams.
What a conqueror she is!
He looked at the file that was kept infront of him and slowly caressed the picture it had.
"My eyes are already set on you Ms. Sarah!"
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FantasyStarted on- 24/01/2024 On going Former name- His Beloved Wife! >> Osman Malik, a man in his late twenties, is a dignified businessman as the world knows him and as he loves to describe himself. Considerate, modest and thoughtful are...