Now Eman had been cooking meals for him regularly. She would cook him his favourite food as often as she could.
Khizer was neither interested in food before nor he had a wish that someone prepared food for him.
But now He was not realizing that he became addicted to Eman's cooking. Eman cooked fresh food for him even if he came late at night.
He had been never before tasted such delicious food. Not at any dinner nor any restaurant.
Even from the first bite and first sip he knew that the cook was Eman.
Before marriage, for breakfast, he would eat two slices of toast, an egg, and either tea or coffee for running to the office. But now, there was a proper menu, even for breakfast.
While at the office, he'd have lunch packed with fast food, and he was okay with that. Now, he was not feeling easy with it. He had homemade meals which meant the world to him because he knew his wife got up early in the mornings to do that for him.
The hunger was also removed by a lunch pack but it would not create a blessed feeling for that woman who is his wife, which he felt daily when he was doing his lunch.
He also became habitual to that glass of water which she offered as he entered his house and to that cup of tea or coffee which they both took at the balcony at late night and to that glass of milk too which she offered before sleeping, which he stared awkwardly in starting days.
Khizer commented when Eman offered him a glass of milk, " I don't like milk."
Eman raised her eyes, " Why?"
Khizer had no logical reasons, "because I don't like it."
Eman argued, "but I like it. What you don't like about it??
Khizer tried to search a reason, "I don't like its taste."
Eman found a solution in seconds, "then I'll mix in some chocolate. You know, milk is very important for health especially for your teeth and bones and..."
Khizer took the glass before completing her sentence and finished it. As he was not interested in the importance of milk.
She took care of him. It was either habitual or specifically but she had never realized that her care had been registering somewhere...in his heart.
Like every female, she considered this care as her responsibility because like every male Khizer also did not feel grateful in front of her. Like every male, for him, it was also too difficult, being grateful was difficult than saying I love you to her.
Like every male, he was failed in showing this feeling to her.
But for Eman life had been changing or started again after a long time. If she wished for anything even at 3:00 Am, he took her to that place.
My heart wants...now she was habitual to this sentence. Because now there was someone who took her for eating ice cream, a slice of pizza, a cup of coffee, for anything when she wanted, without insisting her to be patient or guilty.
He took her for searching that thing which she wanted, with no words of complaint, and running the car on empty roads at night.
Almost four months completed of their marriage, but there was no place in the city where they both did not go or any famous food which they did not eat.
It was impossible that this person did not become a part of her prayers. She always remembered him while praying.
After marriage, her first pray to the Lord was to generate love in her heart for him.
But now there was no any pray in which Eman would not beg to Lord to blessed Khizer more and more.
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Eman was upset with Khizer because he did not call her today.
Usually, he called her twice or even three times a day while he was in office, but today, he was busy so he did not do so.
"I am sorry," Khizer quickly apologized as she picked up the phone.
Eman gave no response. She did not want to listen to an apology right now. She just wanted to search the answer that why she became angry on Khizer due to small things. In the last seven years, the feeling which she forgot was the feeling of anger. This feeling had become strange to her. Even she never complained to anyone except Allah. Although, showing anger to someone was far from this. Why was this feeling emerging now?
"Eman, please says something. Can you hear me?" she listened to Khizer's voice on the phone.
"I want to pray. The time has been passing. So I have to go. I'll call you later," Eman just tried to end the conversation as quickly as she could.
As Khizer arrived home. After a few moments, he felt sorrow in her mood. Khizer asked, "Are you sad?"
Eman moved her head and answered, "No."
After praying, she searched for her answer and finally, she got it.
She saw true love and listened to the love confession after facing a false lover and that phase of depression and anxiety attacks. She had come to the fort of a true lover in life.
Complaints, Anger and sadness would happen. She knew if she was sad, then someone would make her happy. If she was angry, then someone would give her explanations. It was her surety or her doubt, but whatever it was, it was not wrong.
Whatever had been present in her eternity from seven years was flowing in the form of flame and she was becoming normal, slowly with time.
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So a double update hurrah!
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There will surely twist in turn in their life because change is the rule of the universe or in other words nature.
But you know what Einstein said, Nature always love symmetry.
So trust me this twist and turn will finally become symmetric, and you'll get fun, I have a lot of expectations from the end of this story, I hope you keep with me.
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General Fiction"You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough." He was all she needed. But after being rejected and ending up heartbroken, can Eman find her one and only? Or has she fallen out of love for good?