Perfect Mismatch

29 : Taming him

Murtasim approached Meerab while furiously glancing at Samar. After hearing Samar express his emotions and Meerab remain silent, his heart is exploding. While working in peace, he heard yelling noises and, frightened, he ran outside without thinking. He felt Samar was hurting Meerab and that she needed help, but when he arrived here, what he heard upset him and made him angry.  Since she is to him like a baby—clumsy, forgetful, insecure, naïve, and a scary cat—he is always concerned for her safety. When he felt his grip on the laptop slipping, he set it down on the table next to the tea cups that she and Samar had just finished.

Anger driving him, he approached Samar and halted when his body was just an inch from Samar's. Meerab saw danger in every step because she knew he was angry right now. Like a predator, Murtasim is approaching Samar with his hands balled into fists. Out of rage, he clutched Samar's collar while roughening his hold on Samar's neck with his other hand. The sight of the two of them standing close together in a very frightening state made Meerab wince in terror. Since Meerab was not anticipating a fight, her heart raced as the atmosphere became tense and he displayed strong emotions. Her heart began to race, and she began to inhale deeply out of dread and anxiety at the thought of seeing a fight break out at her house, which he had instigated.

"This is your first and last warning. Don't forget that she is my wife. If I see you confessing your idiotic feelings again , I will kill you" Murtasim shouted violently, gripping Samar's collar in his hand and pushing Samar back, causing him to strike the wall behind. Meerab hurried towards Murtasim, who was about to hit Samar again, but she intervened and held his hand, which was clenched into a fist, ready to strike Samar. Seeing Murtasim made Meerab's mouth drop wide in dread; she did not want him to do something that would cost him dearly.

"Murtasim, please do not do this" Meerab asked, and Murtasim took a deep breath to suppress the rage that was building inside him. Although he does not want to, he must calm down since he noticed something in her eyes that he had never wanted to see. “Fear”. Fear from him, which he never wants to feel because she is his home, destination, a part of him, and everything. Leaning back, he glanced at his shoulders, which she was clutching. All of her emotions, fear, anxiety, and worry, were palpable to him. When he saw her, his eyes softened and he was at a loss for what to do.

Meerab gazed into his intense, angry eyes, which she knew she alone could tame. Only she can tame him.  She has frequently sensed that he always complies with her request, and perhaps he will relax. She worries about what may happen if he gets into a heated argument and fight, and is subsequently arrested. Although she tries not to overthink things, her mind is always picturing scenarios that might never occur.

"Leave this house because those people are not welcome here who want to end her marriage. Shame on a man like you," Murtasim exclaimed angrily as he approached Meerab. He wrapped his arm around Meerab's waist, drawing her closer to him. Looking at Murtasim, Meerab was taken aback because he had never done this before in front of someone . Her heart fluttered with joy when she saw his arm; she felt protected and a twinge of jealousy which rushed in his veins. She felt her breath hitch when she heard him claiming her as his wife. Her heartbeat quickens everytime he claims her as his wife. His hands were cold, and she began to breathe heavily while she stared at him while he looked at Samar. She loves everything about Murtasim, and every time he does something unexpected, she is forced to consider whether or not she deserves him.

"She is my wife. Remember that you are standing beneath our roof before you confess," he added, glaring at Samar before turning to face Meerab, who was gazing at the ground out of fear that he may catch her staring at him. Despite not looking at him, she could sense his focused gaze on her. She bit her lips to prevent blushing; she should not be blushing in this situation. As she felt his hand around her waist and saw his intense gaze, her cheeks began to flush. She put her palm over Murtasim's and ran her fingers over his to make sure he knew she was with him.