Numair Aydin.
Roufa Talheen.
"Numairrrr, What the hell is wrong with you?", said she, wiping her face which was dripping wet.
"Ohh baby!!! cool down!!! I cannot help because you were sleeping like log", said Numair smirking at her.
"This is not go...
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"His Zee and her Nimmi"
Once he closed the door of his house, with a Loud bang, he marched towards his bike which his chachu gifted him as he knew his madness for bike race, his jaw clenched with anger, zoomed off to her house.
He drove so fast, that to reach the place it takes 30 minutes but he landed there within 15 minutes. He just wants to remove his frustration and that was right place with her.
Once he shoved the key into the key hole, literally walking fast with furiously red face, the door cracked open with a loud thud by his Force, making her aware that he has come to meet her, but this time not in the right state of mind.
He marched towards his work out room, pulling off the punching gloves, still lights off. He knew exactly everything, at where the things are placed as it was his second home.
He started to punch the bag so hard that his knuckles made a crack sound. He was punching furiously, as his muscles became stiff, hard and sweaty. He thought about the morning encounter with Tamina and punched so hard, while growling loudly which made, her to just get out of her room.
She wanted to give him some time before she faces him off. She knew exactly what happened as she too came across the viral video. She laughed her ass out and felt proud of Roufa. As she broke his pride of every girl swooning around him, though he just joked Everytime as he doesn't give a damn to them except his wife.
"HOW DARE YOU TO TALK TO ME LIKE THAT?
HOW DARE YOU TO POUR THAT YOGURT ON ME?
HOW DARE YOU TO MAKE THAT VIDEO VIRAL?
HOWW?". Numair growled so loudly that she had to cover her ears while making hot chocolate for both of them.
His hands started to bleed, while the time she came and stood in front of him catching the bag which he punched with full force.
She switched on the lights, only to screech, seeing his blood filled knuckles. Numair was just breathing heavily still his face hard and sweaty. It took all of her might to not to comment on him as sexy, which would made him red as tomato.
He stood there, in the middle of the room, his white shirt, sticking to the body with sweat, showing his toned fit muscles.
She came forward, took his hands, and made him sat down on the floor. He was still breathing heavily as Tamina's stupid blurry naked pic flashed on the curtains of his eyes. He started to murmur astagfirullah.
She sat beside him with the first aid kit, forwarding her small palms and took hold of his hands, only to get a wincing sound from him.
"How can she do that Zee? How can they both?", Numair shouted again. "Mair, calm down. Nothing sort of This will help you. Just start reciting Astagfirullah please and till then I will bandage you. ", She said calmly, cleaning the blood with cotton balls dipped in medicinal liquid.
