ᴅᴀsᴛᴀɴ-ᴇ-ᴍᴏʜᴀʙʙᴀᴛ[𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆]☑

ＦＡＬＬＩＮＧ ＩＮ ＬＯＶＥ [ＡＧＡＩＮ]

It enough ,I can't bear it anymore this silent treatment, it's killing me from the inside ,she doesn't talk to me ,she doesn't talk to anyone

She just stays locked up in her library, reading books ,she tries to act like everything is normal but I know nothing is normal ,we are not normal

She has distanced herself from me ,from everyone, she doesn't even talks to her friends or umer or saadi,fateh is an exception

He calls her everyday to know if she is okay or doing, but other than that she has isolated her from the world from me and it hurts like seriously it hurts a lot

I googled ,what to do if my wife is angry with me ,and it was showing weird ways ,one of them showed to bring her gajra

So when I was returning home from office, I stopped in front of a flower shop and told that guy that I want a pair of gajra

He gave me and I drove home ,I went straight to my room and then to my study room and there she was slumped in her swing bed reading a book ,it said painted scars

I wonder how she reads such filthy books ,I went towards her and she looked up at me "assalam alaikum " she said and I replied "walekum assalam"

I handed her the gajra and she looked at me with a no expression look "meine socha mein apke liye gajra la du" she gave me a small smile and I knew that it was fake

She was just forcing herself to smile ,she stood up ,and opened the package and took it out "mein pehna du kya?" I asked as politely and lovingly as I can

She looked at me for a moment and her eyes watered up ,I took the gajra from her hands and held her hand

And slid in on them ,her wrists were adorned with them looking so beautiful, I admired her hand for a while and then when I looked up at her ,her tears were rolling down her cheeks

I wiped them off with my thumb and whistling "I'm sorry ,so so sorry" she looked at me for a while and then laid her head on my chest ,slowly

I snaked my arms around her shoulders and pressed a kiss on her head "no it wasn't your fault ,but reyan I lost my baby -my baby-" her voice cracked and my own eyes moistened

I know that I left her like that I shouldn't have and that deed is unforgivable but I have as well lost the child it was my child as well

"Shhh it's okay" I try to calm her down by patting her back gently ,a lone tear slipped from my eyes she pulled back and looked at me- "if it's okay then why are you crying"

She asked ,I opened my mouth to say something but I don't know what to say ,we stared at each other tears rolling down our cheeks

"Hazal in life we lose a lot of things ,but we just can't stop living right ,Allah be usse utna hi time de ke bheja tha aap usmein kuch nhi kar sakti ,kya pata ismein uska hi bhalai ho"