She fell in love. She couldn't be with him. She married someone else. She fell in love again. Then she fell apart.
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Iraj Kazmi knows only one thing, that she's always right. Then life proves her wrong...
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"Can you move aside?" Azfar felt totally frustrated by his wife who hopping in her shorts and crop top around the garden where he would go for workouts and exercises in the morning.
"I'm totally aside!" She yelled back going in and out of the greenhouse with the watering pipe in her hands.
"That water better not come to my side, not even a drop." He warned with a threatening look.
That wasn't going to have any effect on Iraj though. She knew the most her husband ever did whenever she would push him to his limits was groan and leave. Nothing more.
"I can't hear you!" She lied coming closer with the water draining out of the pipe in her hands and a mischievous smile that was playing on her lips.
"Iraj." Another warning came but she walked closer.
"Did you say something Azfar?" She wiggled her brows with a giggle stepping in complete proximity to him.
"I'm trying to exercise peacefully Iraj don't start with your practical jokes." He closed his eyes and continued his push ups.
"Is that so?" She felt challenged early morning.
"I'm serious." He went on continuing his morning routine.
"Let's see how serious." She brought one palm in front of the water flowing out and tried to fill her hand with as much she could and splashed it over his back that was positioned towards the ground as he moved up and down doing his push ups.
"Iraj!" She ran away with the pipe holding her laughter as Azfar groaned and then stood up. "You think it's funny right?" He grew extremely stern and walked towards her.
Iraj suddenly gulped out of her nerves feeling terrified of the huge scary man in front of her. He walked closer and closer to her and breathed in right over the skin of her cheeks as she stood still. How did he get there so fast just by walking when it had taken her a run to do the same?
Iraj was unable to speak and Azfar took the pipe from her hands and moved it right over his chest and let the water flow all over his body. She felt her cheeks heating up at the sight and Azfar took his shirt off and threw it over the grass. The water from the pipe was now dripping from his body on hers and she was stilled blinking at the view. He further took it over his head and started running his hands through his hair as the water now completely bathed him. For a while Iraj felt like she was on fire staring at her very own very masculine husband.
"Don't do it again. Ever." He threw the pipe on the ground and met her eyes.
Iraj finally got a grip on herself and decided to speak, "Who even wants watch a wild boar taking baths!" She pushed herself out of his reach and ran inside the house. "Azfar bohat besharam hotay ja rahay hain." She said to herself patting her face to cool down.
(Azfar's becoming more and more shameless.)
After breakfast Iraj was still busy with her plants and Azfar was going through his files on his iPad. It was Sunday but Azfar Zaman was a man who never really rested. He was an architect and owned a huge firm. Iraj's father had his construction companies which had inspired Azfar to become inclined towards buildings.
