Maqbuliyat- مقبولیت
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Ongoing, First published Apr 12, 2022
His biwi (Wife) was not a happy soul like before and it was killing him that he couldn't take her pain away he was going through that same pain. Both of them had lost a piece of there heart.

There hearts  badly wounded and there is nothing that cab provide aid to there aching left side.
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he didn't believe what he was seeing.

"she was not ready to come out of her room in the morning and now dinner... how did this happen.he said while talking to Ayesha in hush whispers.
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She is looking at her hands that he is holding. He was watching her.
Her face expression less as if she isn't feeling anything.

He missed her...he missed the bright and cherry girl she was before.
'Not knowing the meaning of sadness' she was his Lucky-charm Brightest part of his life.

Now her eyes were dull as she was not sleeping or eating properly. Her long black hair thighed in a  fish tail braid.

" I need to wash my hands" She said while moving going to the kitchen.He waited for her for sometime and then he also went inside kitchen.
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