Raza's POV
After taking a warm shower and changing into the clothes Dua gave me. I layed in bed to rest for a while. I don't remember when I fell a sleep but I did anyways. I woke up feeling extremely hungry. It took me a while to register where I was and what happened. I asked Mehak if there were here or they left. She replied saying uncle and aunty suggested we stay the night since it was pouring heavily. And Abba agreed.
All the events crossed through my memory. The nikkah. Dua's reality and her "all the best".
The three word sentence somehow shakes ne up. Not giving it another thought I went to the bathroom to freshen up. Feeling the hunger getting the best of me I checked the time. Its was about 9:00pm so I don't think anyone would be asleep at this time I can ask one of the cooks or if needed aunty to make something for me. It would be so embarrassing but I haven't actually eaten anything since probably morning.
I walked out of my room and heard some noises coming from the kitchen in Dua's penthouse. I walk over to the kitchen and what I saw was... Shocking I guess. There she was dancing and cooking. Wasn't she the sane person who was crying and being like a lifeless depressed mess.
Her hair was wet in curls. Her arms and shoulder on full view. She mouthed the lyrics but not actually sang. The tanktop was really thin and flowy. I noticed her dupatta sitting on one of the stools. All in all she looked.... Magnificent. Her hair covered her back while when she reached up to grab something from the cabinet her tanktop rid up showing off the skin of her tiny waist.
She took a spoon from a drawer and opened the fridge. She took out a plate and on it sat a delicious looking chocolate cake that looked heavenly.
She put it on the counter and started eating while she did danced freely. I moved forward and stood right behind her. She was about to put another spoonful of cake in her mouth when I took her hand in mine and instead of her I ate the cake from her hand and her spoon. To be honest I don't mind at all. She froze completely. Looked at her bare shoulder. A bit blunt but no sign of bra straps. That means she's not... Shit.
Forgetting the first red flag I removed one earbud and listened to what she was listening and it I'm A Mess by Bebe Rexha.
I went near her ear. She smells good like lavender. I closed my eyes inhaling in her intoxicating scent. All I wanted at this moment was to wrap my arms around her small 5'3 figure. I was towering over her with my height.
"BOO" I yelled in her ear. Since she couldn't or maybe wouldn't scream. She jumped and was about to fall down when I wrapped my arm around her waist. She looked so adorable with her eyes tightly shut and hands clutching my shirt tightly.
She slowly opened her eyes. Her honey hazel brown eyes were wide. Her rosy lips sat in a straight line. One of my arms was fixed around her waist while with my other hand I used to take another bite from her cake. My eyes fixed on the barely covered girl who just so happens to be my wife now.
"You really are a mess" he said taking another bite of my cake.
She stood straight and glared at me tho she looked cute with that small pout and glaring eyes.
This face of hers wants me to leave my anger behind and accept her with all my heart. Her eyes are pulling strings of my heart that sadaf couldn't.
I went to take another bite but she silently moved the plate away from me. I ended up hitting the counter. She laughed silently. She looked so good controlling her laugh. I guess she realized what she was wearing she blushed furiously the only benefit of that flimsy tanktop was that it was black.
Can she just stop turning me into a softie. I might sound rude or arrogant but deep down I'm still the guy who fell for a girl woh would always smile at me no matter what the situation would be.
She hastily got out of my hold and took her dupatta and wrapped it around her self much to my disappointment. She then checked whatever was in the pot and took them out in a bowl all while I kept staring at her. She put half in another bowl and pushed the bowl towards me.
"Huh?" I asked cluelessly
She signed if I wanted some.
"Ohh no thanks" but my stomach protested. She emptied her half in the bowl she pushed forwad and pushed it towards me.
"Umm thanks but what about you?" I asked scratching the nape of my neck. I could see her cheeks lifting up but before a smile could be formed she hid it and turned around and put another set of noodle on the stove to cook.
"Well the noodles are not as bad as I thought they would be." I said swallowing. She rolled her eyes at me and sipped something from her cup.
I was still eating while leaning on the counter don't judge I was starving. She suddenly slammed the wooden spoon on the counter really hard making me jump a little and she again laughed silently.
I glared at her, she signed me to sit and eat. A second later I went and sat on the stool. Her noodles were ready so she sat with me and ate in silence. We then shared the cake and in my good mood I sipped from her hot chocolate making her glare at me but I just shrugged in response. After our dinner we went our separate ways.
Just when she was about to open the door and step inside her room I called her.
"Umm Dua" I called she turned around and raised her eyebrows
"Thanks" I said with a hint of a smile on my face. She nodded as a response giving me a small smile and went inside.
What was all that? We just acted civil with eachother. Not for long I only loved sadaf no one else can replace her. I don't care of she left me for someone else. Doesn't matter if that was my best friend. I don't care because the loved her with such intensity that now I don't think any other women can make me feel like that anymore.
Dua she does something to my heart the I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stay put together.
Sadaf....
What have you done I served my heart on a golden platter and you crushed it. You stabbed it with the knife of betrayal. Coated in in poison you turned the once living heart black with the poisonous words you used. Why? What did he have that I didn't? I don't think I'll ever stay mad at you. Even if you comeback and just say that you love me I'll accept you like I would've back then. If it was someone else I would've killed them but you chose the person that I trusted the most. You chose my brother, my best friend, Humza.
I wiped the lone tear that fell from my eye. I looked at her picture on last time and then switched my phone off and tried to sleep. Eventually after I don't know how long I fell a sleep.
Assalamualikum guys here's another update. I hope you guys like it. So I started college again after winter vacation. I will not be able to update more frequently but I'll try.
Poor Raza got his heart broken😞😞.
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