Billionaire's Feisty Wife (Updating In the End of September 2021)

Chapter 30 - Loss is bigger

Chapter 30

AIRAB

I button up my dress shirt.

Knowing Elza would not be coming in a sec to set my tie like a traditional wife, I knit it myself and alien the crisp black collar. The barren feelings are over powering my mind.

My life from past seven days is in hell as the nights are being spent in graveyard and then performing normal day tasks without the fulfillment of needed hours of sleep has made me irritated. And it will continue till another thirty days to respite the clouts of evils. Thankfully, soon, we will be getting Aalims' call off order from being involved in graveyard sessions. According to them, our existence in further processing may cause us serious harms. Allah knows what is the truth. I am just following those who have spent more time in exploring the secrets of sacred Holy Book; Quran Pak. They surely know more and better than us.

About Elza, she got discharged two nights ago. Though she is in the room, she is mute. Not talking, not smiling. Just a sullen face. She is not even trying to come over the intricate maze of sorrow.

Mom, on the other side, is advising me to keep an intact hold on patience and give love and time to my wife. For this, she is reminding me again and again, "You should be thankful. She is strong to survive the miscarriage at this age. The miscarriage and giving birth to ten children shares the exact same level of pain."

I know, if not today, then after a week, a month or two, she will eventually learn to compose herself. She is a strong woman. And with me beside her, the inspiration to come back towards the bright life will hit her more. I am sure, my love will bloom in her heart – again. Even the thought of conceiving again could not put off her pain at once.

Gelling my hair, I wear the coat and march towards the bedroom where she is laying straight on her back, watching the garden through glass doors. I had moved the curtains away to let the morning sun annihilates germs.

She seems enjoying the life of an awaken day.

"Elza, I am going office." I inform to seek her permission. She should not think anything values more than her.

Since the night I made a determination of not attending office, I really have been staying at home, basically due to my accident. And now this... The work has been effected much. Honestly, I do not care but she is the one who brain washed me last night after I sang for her.

I have a stern order from Mrs. Airab Haroon to attend the office regularly. It must be followed.

"I am quite gratified with your work. Do you want to snatch the line from me 'My husband earns with his mind'? What would I answer of my husband's source of income?" She explained when I leant down to her sick face and stole a feathery lip kiss. She was still for a moment when our lips met into a sweet connection after the hell of ten days.

"I love you, no matter what." I express my earnest feelings to obliterate any wandering thoughts of her husband being on off mood because he did not get a kid from his wife. We know how worst she thinks and the extreme level she reaches is still beyond my supposition.

"I love you so much." I smile straightening up my coat, admiring the eminent glow of her face. All thanks to the bright sun rays.

"Can I ask something?" I was about to exit the bedroom when her attempt to converse halts my steps. It has been many days she did not a question on her own.

I rush back in a blink.

"Yes, ask, honey." I caress her forehead, cuddling her in arms and my eyes impatiently wait for her to speak. My ears have waited so much to listen to her. "And since when my crazy yet stunning wife needs consent for speaking?" I narrow my eyes, in attempt of bringing the long lost smile on her face with my puns.