Thora sa Haq (18+)

Happy married life in new home p1

This imaginary scene takes place few weeks after shifting in together.

11:50am Sehar quickly wiped the kitchen counters after having completed cooking. She looked around the kitchen and thought to herself what a gorgeous spacious kitchen and overall first beautiful home she is getting to live in. 

Right now she was all alone in house and thus the house felt empty. But she knew when in few hours the life of the house in the face of her angelic looking husband, Zamin, would come home within moments the whole house will be beamed up. She smiled to herself whilst she turned around to leave kitchen area recalling his daily morning routine, how he wakes up every morning with his hair tousling on his face and if she isnt in the room, he comes out hunting for her with bare foot. 

Eventhough he would be at times still sleep drunk, he would come from behind her and bury his head in her collarbone and mumble: 

" Sehar, bohot neend aarahi hai, mujhe sula do". 

[ Iam very sleepy,put me to sleep]

With a loud laughter, she would often reply: 

" Mujhe dhoondne ke bajai 5 minute aur so lia kare".

 [Instead of searching for me,sleep 5 min longer]

But she is always aware that this act of his is actually his way of starting his day by showing her how much he adored her and was attached to her. And if she is honest to herself she loves this act of his so much.

Quickly she went in her room and grabbed a light pink outfit which is amongst one of her favourite dresses. She still remembers how Zamin, once his injuries were healed, one day suddenly came in living room whilst she was dusting and said to quickly get ready and that he doesnt want to waste a single day anymore in freeing her from all the utran's . Grabbing her hand he made her sit on his lap and told her: 

" Sehar, mujhe iss takleef se nikalo tumhai in utrano mai dekhne ki. Uss ghar mai mere haath bandhewe thai, aur jab bhi malls mai kapron ki dukaano se guzarta tha toh har piyari cheez dekh kar tumhai yaad karta tha, ke kab tum latest kapre woh bhi brand new pehnogi. Sehar tum bohot khoobsurat aur sabarmand ho, magar tumhari izzat e nafs ko aur nahi azmaana....... mai bohot sharminda hoon ke tum par ye utran kapre charhe hi kion...." ! 

[pls take me out of this pain watching you wear second hand clothes. In that house my hands were tied; and whenever I saw in malls nice clothes and things I used to think of you that when will you wear branded and latest trend outfits. Sehar, you are very beautiful and patience ,but I dont want to test your self respect further. I am very embarrased as to why you had to wear those second hand clothes in first place.....]

Seeing a sudden sadness on his face, she kissed his forehead, on that place where he bled few weeks ago. She still shivered when she thinks back how the bat hit him. Brushing the painful memories aside, she just gave him few more kisses all across his forehead and replied: 

" Apne uss sab ka azaala kab ka kar chuke hai, nahi yaad kia kare un dino ko..........mai aap se bohot mohabbat karti hoon meri zindagi ka chamakta hua sitara". 

 [You have made up for it long time ago, dont think about old times...I love you very much my life's shining star]

 Before she got up to get changed that day, he engulfed her in a bone crushing hug, as though she was the most precious living thing in this world.

Dressed in her pink outfit now, she was waiting for the mehendi girls (20+ age), who wanted to get mehndi applied by her for some function in the neighbourhood. Sehar with her pleasant personality was slowly making new contacts and Zamin encouraged her but always said in playful tone: