"There will be no divorce, ever. So think before you say yes." His view fixated on her.
"I've already said yes." Her voice and eyes were dim, too much for anyone to not notice.
"I'm a cruel man so don't you dare humiliate me if you get cold feet and...
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"Why aren't you eating?" Rehaan paused his own breakfast and looked at his wife who was staring at the plate with much distaste. "You didn't have breakfast yesterday as well Shahwar, why have you been skipping meals?"
"I don't like this." She replied without looking at him.
"Jaan, then we'll have that made what you want to have for breakfast."
Shahwar was feeling like she had gotten the ick from all the things at the table, she knew if she told Rehaan that she didn't want to even look at food he would make her finish the food like the master Kazmi he was.
She stood up and went to his side of the table where he sat, "Rehaan." Her sweetest voice came with a small smile knowing there was no other way out if she wanted to skip the food.
"Kya hua?" He looked at her with surprise not understanding what made her suddenly come up to him.
(What happened?)
Shahwar started to bat her lashes at him and then sat on his lap, "Don't go today."
"Huh?" He was startled for a moment.
"Take me to the bedroom." She snuggled her face into his chest.
"Oh, toh woh wala mood hai aaj jaan ka." He teased kissing her head.
(Oh, so my love is in that sort of mood today.)
She lifted her head and narrowed her eyes at him, "Jee nahi. Aisa koi mood nahi hai mera."
(No. I'm not in any such mood.)
Rehaan lifted her in his arms and started walking towards the staircase, "But now I'm already too ready."
Shahwar clung to him closing her eyes, she'd been feeling so annoyed with everything for no reason lately that she didn't even want to explain, "You'll skip work today right?" She still asked for confirmation.
"Happily. You're the one who forces me to go there everyday." He was shocked at her request today though. Every single morning she would make him go to work not sparing a single day even if he wanted to stay back.
It had been four months since they had returned from Barcelona, they had celebrated their wedding anniversary in Paris, for which Rehaan had gifted her a massive cafe to run at the most famous spot for eating in the city. After which Rehaan had taken her for their long due honeymoon to Netherlands, because his wife loved flowers and the country basically had fields of tulips of all colors. There was nothing that Dur e Shahwar Kazmi would wish for and Rehaan Kazmi wouldn't make it happen for her.
She had been never this content and cherished in her entire life. Even his parents had visited them for their anniversary and had brought too many gifts for Shahwar. Rehaan had already told her that his parents had always been the emotionally distant kind and they'd never express their feelings openly. Both him and Iraj were raised with the same emotional capacity by them and which is why they both were never really able to grasp human expression of desires and sentiments with much depth at times. But, Rehaan had learned now.
