Hasnain opened his eyes, saw himself where he was sleeping on his wife's chest, and saw the position where she was sitting on the ground by folding her legs.
She already had lots of pain in her leg. She can't walk properly, but the whole night he was sleeping on her chest, his body on her lap, "Damn it, she already has pain."
He remembered the flashback last night and tried to get up, but he was not able to move his hand. Where one hand of theirs was tied with her dupatta. He tried to open it; she woke up.
"Sleep, you need rest." With a sleepy voice, he just can't look at her eyes.
"Look at me," she said with a dominating voice to him.
"Sorry." He tried to move; she held his hand.
"No, sorry, and it's totally fine to show your emotions and look at me." he tries to get courage in him self he can't look at her because he never showed his emotions to anyone except anger and he looked at her.
"sleep" with little loud she said to him because he can take rest "but Noor it's 9 clock I" she cut him in middle and said "you need rest" again he try to convince her by saying "baccha I have really important meeting today and I have to make presentation to."
he picked her up in his arms and talked to the bed She asked him to bring her laptop he followed what she said and gave it to her "see this" she showed the presentation and he was surprised to see that "how did you know this I mean."
Noor-ul-aan made him sit beside her "hasnain ji I have make this presentation with the help of Zayn please don't scold him just check it after meeting you are coming back home I am not listen anything else I will be there in your office" he looked and surprised to see her his boldness.
she opened the dupatta from their hands, and he went to the washroom to freshen up.
Noor-ul-aan tried to stand but she couldn't because of the pain she already had and again his weight on her legs swelled and the water fell from her eyes due to pain.
Hasnain saw her "Jaanam I am really sorry for yesterday I don't know how I slept on" she kept her finger on his mouth "shh it's completely fine, how are you feeling now."
Hasnain hugged her and said "I am so sorry for shouting at you I should behave myself and not shout at you I'm really sorry for that."
she pulled back from the hug "you promise me first" and forwarding her hand to him he was confused but he trusted his wife and kept his hand on her hand.
she continues "you promise me that you will take a stand for yourself if anyone is stopping You to express your emotion, share your feelings and you will take a stand for yourself and even if it's me who is stopping you. Hasnain ji, you can also say me, and one thing very clearly, Hasnain ji, you are human; you are not a robot, and you have to make your own decision, not a decision made by others. It is going to control your life, except me; I am your wife, and I have full authority to prioritize yourself. You are not going to hide your emotions through anyone's fears; you can't even fear anyone except Allah."
By listening to this, he was surprised and shocked, but her words gave him motivation to lead his life.
He can't even express his happiness at the freshness of getting inside his body and mental health; it was unexplainable because after a long time he was feeling happy and fresh at the same time after sharing the things inside him for a long time.
It's all because of His Noor. "Jaanam, I can't promise that. I can't go against my father," and took his hand back.
Noor-ul-aan held her hand and said, "Hasnain ji, I am not telling you to go against your family; I just want to say that you should take a stand for yourself."

YOU ARE READING
My Sultaan
Исторические романыThis is my first story is there is any grammar mistake or a silly mistake please ignored. She is the Noor of my eyes, he is sultan of my heart. Arrange marriage King × lawyer/ businesswoman cold × Introvert Noor -ul-aan is 5.5 height medium skin...