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Inline comments chahiye 2500+ words ka chapter likha hai so I think I deserve a little reward 😁
Mubashira sat in her room looking at the marriage album. A smile tugged at her lips as she watched the pictures.
Kya dekh rahi hain bhabhi?
Haya asked softly as she sat beside Mubashira on the bed.
Kuch nahin bas apni aur Zaid ki nikah ki pictures dekh rahi thi.
Mubashira said, a hint of nostalgia evident in her tone.
Haya looked at the picture, admiration avident in her eyes.
Kitne khubsurat lag rahe hain aap donon sath mein.
Haya said looking at the pictures, her voice filled with awe and genuine admiration.
Mubashira smiled as she spoke, her voice filled with regret.
The marriage was kind of forced. Meri marzi thi but Zaid ko blackmail kiya gaya.
Haya reached out and placed a hand on Mubashira,s shoulder in a desperate attempt to provide some comfort to her.
Mubashira gulped the lump that formed in her throat. She felt her throat tighten as words refused to come out.
Mubashira locked eyes with Haya and Haya wiped Mubashira,s tears. She reached out to clasp Mubashira,s hands as she spoke, her voice filled with understanding.
Bhabhi I know hum donon kabhi itne close nahin rahe and humne kabhi sahi se baat nahin ki aur na main aapko ache se janti hoon but mujhe itna zaroor pata hai ke dard baantne se kam hota hai.
Mubashira wiped her tears with the back of her palm and looked at Haya. She smiled.
Haya continued to rub Mubashira,s shoulder as she heard everything Mubashira said without saying anything, her heart trembled in her chest as as she felt a cold shiver race down her spine.
As Mubashira ended, tears welled up in Haya,s eyes. Her body shook with tremors.
Main maanti hoon ke maine Zaid se shadi sirf apni ego ko satisfy kerne ke liye ki thi.
Mubashira said, her voice was hoarse. Tears welled up in her eyes.
Maine badalne ka natak kiya taki main Ayra se Zaid ko cheen ker apni ego satisfy ker sakun.
Mubashira said, her voice trembled with guilt.
Haya,s tears fell and she gently squeezed Mubashira,s hand offering a silent support. There was no judgement in her eyes as she heard Mubashira. Haya reached out and held the jug.
The sound of the water being poured in the glass, and the distant sound of Mubashira,s uneven breathing filled the space.
Bhabhi paani.
Haya called out, her voice barely above a whisper as she held out a glass for Mubashira. Mubashira looked at Haya. Mubashira,s breath came out trembling as she took the glass and took three sips.
Mubashira breathed, the weight on her heart lessened slightly. She smiled slightly at Haya.
Per pata nahin kaise main Zaid se pyaar ker beithi.
Mubashira confessed, her voice filled with a mixture of love and sincerity. The raw plea of understanding evident in her eyes.
Tears rolled down Haya,s cheeks but instead of wiping her own tears, she reached out and gently wiped Mubashira,s tears away.
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RomanceEnglish translation: Burning Heart Mubashira,s breakdown had driven Zaid to the edge, causing him to question himself about the things that occurred in his and Mubashira,s life and how it affected her mental state. Things take a turn when Zaid deci...
