Perfect Mismatch

27: Love

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I finished this update in a day because I was so excited to write these scenes❤️. Hope you like it
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Meerab returned to the room with his breakfast, smiling. She took her time because she wanted to speak with Saba before confronting Murtasim. She is relieved now that she has spoken with Saba because, prior to supporting Murtasim, Saba had urged her to speak with her father. This seemed to be the right choice because she will not feel bad about not helping her father now. She does not know who is right or wrong; all she knows is that she values both of these men. She will not back down from helping Murtasim and will not allow him be concerned for long.

Calling out his name, "Murtasim," she approached him as he sat on the couch with his elbow resting on his lap and his chin resting on his palm. He was immersed in his own world, and she knew exactly what he was thinking. With her sandwich plate on her lap and her head resting on his shoulder, she took a seat next to him.

With a sidelong glance in her direction, Murtasim wrapped his arm over her back to keep her from falling, then took up the plate with his other hand and set it on his lap. He was worried since he thought she misunderstood him, but now he is relieved seeing her smile. Otherwise, he had already decided what to say in his defense if she refused. He wanted her at his side, but he could not make her sit against her father, so he was terrified and nervous.

"Have your breakfast. And I will stand by you no matter what, but may I first go talk to my father tomorrow? Without you?", Meerab asked to which he nodded without thinking twice.

"Ofcourse, you can", he said and Meerab went to change, and Murtasim started to have breakfast. Meerab strolled towards the dressing table after changing, catching his attention as he finished his meal. The sandwich tasted great and was definitely not made by her, and Saba, who stopped over to bring him tea, confirmed it . His gaze fell upon her. She was wearing a green suit, which is really basic generally, but on her it looked amazing. He was enthralled by Meerab, who was singing a gentle melody as she combed her hair, and his breath hitched as he saw her. He finally got to see the beautiful morning he had longed for. After a few minutes, she stepped towards her bag to check something, and his gaze was drawn to her. He could not take his gaze away from her because she looked so tempting.

He averted his attention from her when she approached him after a prolonged period of seeking something in the bag. After glancing briefly at the ground, he turned back to face the woman who was now in front of him. His mouth dropped as he noticed her close by, pouting and looking irresistible. He was not sure if she was unhappy or wanted anything from him. She twitched her fingers, about to speak, but then broke off and stepped away. In a matter of seconds, she reappeared, her fingers still twitching, and she confused him by staring at the ground. She looked cute to him, and he grinned as he watched her actions. Before he could even tell her not to hesitate, she spoke.

"Could you please bring a tiffin box for me when you return? I misplaced mine, and there is no shop nearby. I am not sure where I misplaced it yesterday. I went to the mall yesterday to get it, but I bought everything but the tiffin box" she said, still twitching her fingers anxiously while staring at the ground. When she was finished, she let out a sigh. She then turned to face him to see whether he was reluctant to accept her demand or not . If he minds purchasing such a modest item or not, and whether or not she is burdening him. Looking at his smile, she realized he did not mind anything.

"Sure. I will. If you need anything further, do not hesitate to ask. All right" he murmured, and Meerab gave a nod. She smiled at him and sat down next to him. She and Saba ate lunch on the ground, and she could not even recall where she had put her tiffin box. She will check it on the ground today as well, but if it is not, she would find it challenging to go two days without tiffin, or perhaps longer. She prefers his home-cooked meals than eating outside for lunch. His homemade meals are always delicious and filled with his intense love for her.