CHAPTER 14

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Authors pov:

(Short glimpse of their life)

Few months went in a quick blur now Mahira and faraz were more comfortable with each other and the little awkwardness between them was long gone. They use to share their everyday stories with each other, spending quality time together and trying to understand each other better

In all these months Faraz changed himself for her, to keep her happy and to be the man she dream of. Doing all the things that made her happy just to impress her

On the other hand mahira was happy and satisfied with her life. She loved the way Faraz roam around her and did everything she loves

They use to pray every fajr and isha prayer together and helping each other in the religious journey to learn more about their religion together.

Faraz and Arisha(Mahira's bsf) were more like siblings now. Arisha got a brother she always wanted but never had and he got another sister

Arsalan, aira and mahira were more like each other's crime partner doing crazy stuff together and what not Thier chaotic trio made the environment lively

Arsalan, aira and mahira were more like each other's crime partner doing crazy stuff together and what not Thier chaotic trio made the environment lively

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Faraz pov:

I was in office working on a project but my mind kept drifting back to mahira, my wife. I wonder what she might be doing rn probably she will be in her university's cafeteria as it was her break time according to what she told me yesterday

I leaned back to the chair and dialed her number which is now saved as ZAUJA in capital letters

I smiled to myself thinking how much she changed my life in every aspect. What kind of a person I was and what she made me

After few rings she receive my call her soft gentle voice greet me making my heart flutter.

I greet her back with same softness imagining how her expressions would be  smiling I said "so it's your break time right"?

" Yes it's my break time but not yours right,go back to your work husband"she replied sounding mad

Okay so she is still mad about yesterday I sighed looking at my phone knowing very well that when she is mad it's not a good sign

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