Chapter 23

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"What?" he asked her shocking on her words.

"You can sleep here in the bed" She repeated her previous words.

"But Noor, it's okay"

"No Shabaz, I know you are uncomfortable on the couch," She said looking at him, and he smiles at her making his way towards their bed.

He slowly dipped his body on the left side of the bed, and Noor already laying on the right side, busy staring the ceiling above her.

Both silently laid keeping a distance in the middle, Noor turned another side not wanting to face his side, and her back is facing at Shabaz.

Two hearts beating, two different thoughts running through their minds.

Darkness consumed their eyes, both fell asleep on the bed.

Noor woke up irritated by the alarm which started barking, she tried to get the mobile to stop the stupid sound of the alarm, but wait, my mobile is at home, then this. She rolled her eyes, the owner of the mobile and the damn alarm is sound asleep.

She made her way towards the washroom, did wudhu and stood in the prayerful posture for the Tahajjud prayer. After finishing her prayer she called Shabaz to wake him up before Fajr adhaan. He groaned in his sleep, woke up after hearing his name from her.

"It's time for Fajr," she told him and he ran to the washroom, left to the masjid informing her who was so engrossed in reciting holy Qur'an, he wanted to stand there to hear her recite but he needs to reach to the masjid.

When Shabaz returned to his room, he saw her sleeping peacefully, he also joined her on the bed.

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When sunlight hit his face through the open curtain, he lazily opened his eyes, but he felt something soft on his chest. He travelled his eyes down to see, and Immediately his face crept with a smile seeing her leaned on his chest, her head rested on his chest and her tiny hands placed near his neck, but he shocked seeing his own hand wrapped around her waist. He felt good seeing her close to him and having her on his arms. He saw her beautiful face which had few locks around her cheeks which distracted  him to see the full sight of her, he don't want to wake her up, so slowly took those locks aside and tucked it under her ear. She flinched on his touch, suddenly woke up to face to face with him, and she gasped, " what are you doing" she asked him. He had already left his hand on her waist, but now only her hands clenched on his chest.

He didn't reply to her but stared at her who looked beautiful even when she is angry, "Stay away from me, don't you dare to touch me" she shouted at him, it hurt him badly.

Later she realised it was her who is clenched on him, she felt bad for shouting at him but remained silent.

She got up from the bed abruptly and ran to the washroom, how I can shout just like that? He didn't do anything but me, I have to do this to him so that he starts to dislike me. Yes, I don't deserve him when it feels like I snatched him from my best friend.

Shabaz sat on the bed till she disappeared to the washroom, her words hurt him badly, maybe she doesn't like me, maybe she is not comfortable around me.

She appeared from the washroom, but he didn't look up at her, silently went to the washroom.

Noor helped Safiya preparing the breakfast, this time she couldn't decline her when Noor is so persistence on it.

On the breakfast table, Shabaz glanced at her once, but her words played on his mind, he didn't look fine, no one noticed but his brother nudged his hand, "What happened Bhai, you don't look good, something wrong?" in reply Shabaz smiled and said nothing.

Shabaz actually thought not to go to office and spend little time with his wife,  but now he doesn't want when she doesn't want him near. He left to office saying salam, sitting on the car, he turned to see whether Noor is standing there to see him go, but no, she didn't.

She did stand near the window where she saw him go, but he didn't notice her. He left with a broken heart, she stood there with tears in her eyes, I know, I am breaking everyone's heart including mine.

At night, Shabaz wanted to sleep on the couch and not on the bed when what happened in the morning, but she had already kept a few pillows as a barriers in between the bed, so he slept on the bed having pillows in the middle.

Next morning, both woke up for the Fajr, Shabaz didn't come back from the masjid, instead he went to the nearest park to get some fresh air, which he needed the most.

He left to the room and saw her getting ready, "Shabaz I want to see my family, take me home" she said and he just nodded.

Around 11 they both left from there to her place, after their wedding she haven't been there.

"Assalam Alaikum mom, dad" she happily hugged both of them, it is Sunday so her dad is at home, she is glad seeing him, they replied to her salam and welcomed their son in law.

They all spoke, Bilal too joined them after few minutes, Shabaz glanced at Noor who looked carefree and happy, smiling wholeheartedly from the time she reached her home.

"Noor, I am going to take dad's position in the company," Bilal said the decision he had taken.

"Wow, congratulations, my brother is CEO just like my husband" she happily said but remained silent, why did I tell like my husband.

Shabaz shocked when Noor excitedly told that but thought she might be doing it in front of her family. He also congratulated his brother in law smilingly.

After lunch, he made his way towards her room when his mother in law insisted him to take rest, he entered her room, it was small compared to their own room at home, but this is cute, with pink colour.

He took a quick tour into her room, saw her wardrobe and the set of her books, paper under one of her books caught his attention, he slowly grabbed the paper from it, and his eyes went wider seeing himself in the paper, his sketch, sitting on the car confused. But how?

"Traffic guy", written on the top of the paper, and then the realisation hit him, that day when he saw her but did she notice him too? Yes, she did see you, dumb head, if she didn't, then how come she draw your sketch, my mind reminded me.

And another paper caught his attention, this time his eyes shined, seeing the paper, him hitting that idiot who tried to hurt his Noor, " My saviour" written on the top.

"She is good at drawing, MashaAllah" he muttered, he heard someone entering the room, before she could see him holding the papers he hid it inside his pocket.

"Shabaz, here take this" she handed him the juice which she brought with her.

He wanted to ask her, everything, if she doesn't like him, then why did she draw his sketch? If she really likes him, then why is she acting all weird? He needs his answers, he doesn't want to question her here but once they reach home.

Both went downstairs, and Shabaz told them they will take leave but,
"Shabaz, I want to stay here today, please," she asked him, he doesn't want her to stay, he wants her near him though she doesn't want, he couldn't deny in front of her family, he sadly nodded.

With a heavy heart and holding those sketch papers in his hand, he drove from her place. One thing he is sure, she likes him too.

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