Yours Truly ✔️

Chapter three ✔️

AHAD'S POV
I left her in the room and came out to see my siblings. I knew I had a lot to explain and I am willing to do so. But at this moment I'm very tired to say or do anything.

I entered the living room where my murderers were sitting. I sat down on the couch and my sister Shaheen came to press my head. I took her hands into my hands and kissed them. She was younger than me.

Saima di was the eldest, I was second, Shaheen was third, Shoaib was fourth and then the last one was my princess who I love the most, my younger sister Ahana. I call her Ahna for short. I made Shaheen come and sit and I placed my head on her lap. "Hey that is my spot! Go your wife is in your room" my brother in law Zakir announced. We all laughed at him.

I looked at my elder sister and I knew she was upset with me for not informing them about Zoya. I just called them in the morning and told them I'm bringing home their bhabhi.

I decided not to wait longer and tell them everything. I got up from my sisters lap and sat straight. I explained to them everything. How Zoya was tortured in that house, how her father thought her as a burden, how he always taunted her and lastly how he disowned her. My sisters had tears in their eyes and all looked sad. I then asked them to make her feel good around us and we together would try to erase all of her pain.

My sister Shaheen knew her from before so she was the first one to say she would make her feel special and never make her feel excluded. This is why I love all of them. They can never hate anyone. They are not like me. Who would hate someone to the extent that I would do anything to harm them. I smiled looking at my happy family and then left to have some rest.

I entered my room and saw my beautiful wife sleeping. She still had her clothes and hijab on. I smiled looking at her peaceful face while sleeping. I took a shower and then headed to the sofa to sleep. I know she wouldnt like me sleeping next to her so to avoid arguments I slept on the sofa.

I've never let any woman sleep on my bed and I've never slept on the sofa. There is something about Zoya that is pulling me towards her. My thoughts then left me and I fell asleep.

ZOYA'S POV
The sun light touching my face disturbing my sleep, the curtains blowing on my face and the loud beating of my heart woke me up.

I looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings and realization hit me like a truck that this isn't my home. I'm a married woman now with responsibilities. I looked around and saw my husband sleeping on the couch. He looked very uncomfortable. I got up and tapped him. He woke up with a jerk and I stared at him. I averted my gaze and told him to sleep on the bed.

He sleepily got up and fell on the ground. I laughed at him as he got up and I turned around to hide my smile. He fell on the bed and went to sleep.

I headed to the bathroom and looked at my self. Two days ago where was I and today where am I. I can't ignore the fact that I'm married and I do have responsibilities. I quickly did my business and headed out.

As I was walking I admired the beauty of this house. I headed to the kitchen and found no one. I guess everyone is still sleeping. I decided to make breakfast for everyone. I made pancakes, omelettes and tea for everyone. It was then when I heard a loud sound I immediately looked back. I found Shoaib looking at me with a scared face. I asked him what happened.

"Bhabhi I'm sorry I scared you like this, but no one wakes up at this time in the house and I've to make my breakfast my self and when I saw you I was shocked I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." He said all in one breath. I smiled at his state.

"It's ok, I guess from now on you don't have to make breakfast yourself. Come I'll serve you" I said and he thanked me and sat on the table. I served him the breakfast and headed back to the kitchen to finish cleaning up.

"Wah bhabhi! Your just so amazing. I've never tasted such tasty and delicious breakfast in my life. Mumma use to make food like this, you reminded me of her today" he said the last part with tears in his eyes. I wanted to ask what happened but I shrugged the thought and continued my work while he washed his hands.

"GOOOOOOD MOOOOOOORNING"
I immediately looked back to find the owner of this loud good morning.

Ahana was standing there in her pajamas with her hands on her hips. My sister use to wake me up like this. She always put her hands on her hips and wake me up like she's some grandmother. Oh how much I miss all of them. "Earth to bhabhi" Shoaib said. "Huh" I realized I zoned out at wasn't paying attention.

"Good morning Ahana, what would you like to have" I asked politely. All of his sisters came down and I served them breakfast.

"Good morning bhai" Shaheen said. I looked back and saw Ahad coming all dressed up. He had on a white shirt, black pants and black blazer. I averted my attention back to the table while he came forward.

He sat on the table, "Good morning everyone, Woow the breakfast smells delicious." He said. He tasted the food and stopped. "Who made this food?" He asked more shouted. "Shaheen did you?" She nodded negatively. "Bhai, bhabhi made the breakfast today" Ahana reported. He looked at me and I looked back at him.

He got up from the table and left. I was surprised to see his behavior. But then again you have only known him for one day so you don't know anything about his behavior my subconscious said. I was going to sit on the table when a little boy came running down the hall shouting "mama, mama! Mumma where is mama"

"Qasim slow down" I heard Shaheen saying. Qasim came up to Shaheen and she pulled him in her lap giving a kiss on his forehead. " Baby mama has gone to office!" Shaheen said.

"But I want tuh(to) pay (play) with mama" he said in his cute babyish voice. He then looked at me and looked back at Shaheen. "Qasim this is mami, say hello" Ahana said. He looked at me and shyly said "hello" I answered him back with a hello and asked him to come to me.

AHAD'S POV
I woke up to see no one in the room. I got off the bed and headed to the washroom and did my business. I heard the loud voice of Ahna greeting everyone a good morning and I chuckled. She does this all the time. I was now fully ready and headed downstairs.

As I reached down, I was greeted by Shaheen and the beautiful brown eyes of my wife. I sat down and smelled a familiar breakfast. The smell of the breakfast reminded me of someone. My mother. I started to eat the breakfast and suddenly I remembered my mother making food like this. I inquired who made the breakfast and Ahna said Zoya did.

I got up from the table and left. I went towards my car and left towards office. Tears were coming from my eyes when I ate that breakfast after so long. I wish you were here mumma, your Ahad misses you. I prayed silently.

I entered my office and was greeted by my idiotic best friend Armaan. "Oho, the man that never let any girl besides his sisters come towards him, is a married man today!" He said.

I glared at him to make him shut his mouth but he continued to tease. " I would surely like to see this bhabhi of mine." I got a pen and threw it at him. I went into my cabin and started to do my work.

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