My Cure

~Chapter 38

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Author's POV:

Zaisha finished cooking pancakes. With the help of the house helpers, they brought them to the dining table. Once the pancakes were in view, Zoya dramatically rolled the drums with her hands. Zoya: "Drum rolls, please! Here come the specially cooked pancakes by Zaisha API." Everyone laughed at Zoya's excitement. The house helpers served everyone their pancakes. Zoya, Fiza, and Mahnoor got chocolate pancakes. The rest got honey ones. 

Everyone started eating their pancakes. Nouman said, "Indeed, these are delicious. I love it!" Zoya said proudly, "I told you! My API cooks the best pancakes!" Zeenat chirped in, "I agree!" Hamza teased a little, "Zaisha, I think you should start living in our house since I'm going to eat these delicious pancakes every day." Zaisha smiled. And Armaan snapped his head towards Hamza.

Armaan said: "I'm afraid I will let her live there. She is my wife and I can't live without her even for one day". Zaisha blushed at his open statement. Hamza laughed and replied: "I was just teasing you!" Everyone praised Zaisha except for her family. and Mahnoor. Mahnoor was controlling her jealousy. 

She was jealous because she couldn't bear seeing Armaan with Zaisha and Armaan feeding Zaisha the first morsel. After having breakfast, everyone left for their respective room to get ready for their mini picnic on the lawn. 

In the evening, everyone was a little busy as some were preparing the BBQ meat, some were on the lawn to arrange tables and chairs, and Zaisha was preparing a healthy drink for Armaan. Zoya excitedly came toward Zaisha and said: "API, hurry up! I need to do bonfire too". Zaisha smiled and replied: "5 minutes more". Everyone was on the lawn, chit-chatting with each other whereas Armaan was setting the grill and Dawar and Sadiq were arranging meat on the skewers. 

Mahnoor saw Armaan setting the grill, she smirked faintly as she saw him alone. Mahnoor walked towards Armaan. 

Armaan's POV:

In the morning when we both went downstairs, I got excited to cook with her. But my Jaan is careless, how could she flip the pancake when I asked her I would do it? She needs punishment but right now, we are in the kitchen and we don't want to get late. I back-hugged her and I noticed how my touch does wonders to her. While we were enjoying each other's company, Sadiq entered the kitchen.

Gosh! This fucker ruins everything. But I saw him getting angry at my close proximity to my Jaan. I smirked looking at him. He is more angry now.  I laughed internally because he could just see and do nothing. I frowned a little because I sensed my love not breathing and stopped cooking. I could see her eyes had fear while looking at Sadiq.

This made my blood boil because of that bastard, my Jaan can't breathe properly. I whispered in her ear: "Breathe, Meri Jaan. No one will do anything to you when I'm with you". As if she got permission and she was normal the next moment. Thank God! But what's his deal? Anyway, I ignored him and flipped the pancake. My anger increased when I heard him saying to Zaisha to make tea for him. What?

My wife isn't his servant to make his tea. I answered instead of my love which made him angry. Cherry on top, I told him if he wants tea, he can go make it himself or ask the house helpers to make it for him. Haha! He fumed more. Then, he got uncomfortable and snapped saying to keep some distance and of course, I replied to make him leave by saying she is my wife. And that seemed like the bomb I dropped on him and he left from there.

Now, it's evening, and here I'm setting the grill. I sighed as I missed my Jaan. "Stop it! You giant bear. You were the one who asked her to make a healthy drink for you as you don't drink carbonated drink". My subconscious mind mocked. I was about to argue with my inner self but halted as I heard someone's voice.