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Murtasim smiled, eyes shining. "Haseen khwaab... Jitna socha tha tum usse bohot bohot zyada haseen ho... aur meri khush kismat ke tumhe main dekh paa raha hoon."
          
          Her eyes filled instantly.  She cupped his face with both hands and pressed her lips to his.  Not playful. Not teasing.  
          Just deep. Full of everything she couldn’t say.  
          
          When she pulled back, her forehead rested against his."Shukriya... mujhe roshni dene ke liye."Murtasim pulled her closer into his arms.  Meerab snuggled into his chest and closed her eyes. "Thodi der aur..."she murmured.  
          
          And in that dusty, golden morning — for the first time — he watched her fall asleep while seeing every single detail of her face.
          
          

The next  morning felt different than any other morning.  Sunlight hit his eyes hard — a feeling he hadn’t known in years. He was so used to waking up to darkness, to the sound of his own alarm to know the time.  
          
          He squeezed his eyes shut first. The light stung.  Then slowly, carefully, he opened them.  At first everything was hazy.Then it cleared.  The first thing he saw was the chandelier above.  It was glistening in the morning sun, throwing tiny rainbows across the ceiling. He just stared at it, breath caught in his throat. 
          
          Roshni. Asli roshni.  
          
          He turned his head.  And there she was.  
          
          Meerab.  
          
          Asleep beside him in an uncomfortable position, like she’d spent the whole night making sure he was okay before finally letting herself rest. Her eyelashes rested on her cheeks.  One small curl had fallen over her face, disturbing her sleep.  Without thinking, he reached out. His fingers were careful, trembling a little. He tucked that curl behind her ear.  
          
          The moment he did, a soft "Ahh..."left her lips and she shifted.  Panic flickered in him. He immediately moved his hand to her back — to the exact spot he’d pressed t last night to ease her into sleep. He started rubbing it in slow circles. Soothing. Apologizing without words.  
          
          Her frown eased.  A soft smile touched her lips and her body relaxed again.  
          Murtasim couldn’t look away.  This was the face he’d only ever felt in the dark. The warmth of her, the sound of her breathing.  Now he could  see her.  
          
          And he couldn’t help it. He leaned down and brushed his lips slowly against her pink ones.  
          Gentle. Lingering. Like a thank you and a promise all at once.  
          Her eyes fluttered open. "Kya dekh rahe ho?" Her voice was hoarse  from sleep.
          
          
          
          

After dinner, Meerab looked at him and said, "Lait jaayein?"
          
          Murtasim chuckled under his breath.  
          "Kya karna chahti ho?"
          
          She hit his arm lightly, cheeks pink.  
          "Aaj kal aap kuch zyada hi beheki beheki baatein nahi kar rahe? Drops dena hai.."
          
          He groaned in irritation, pulling the blanket over himself. "Hmm..."
          
          Meerab leaned closer, her voice firm but soft.  "Koi laparvahi nahi.. bas kuch din aur."  She carefully tilted his face up and put the drops in his eyes, her fingers lingering for a second. "Bas aankhein band rakhiye... theek ho jaayega."
          
          "Hmmm..."
          And that was it. The room went quiet.
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Hi dear when will you update new chapter in siskiyaan.. 
          
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          Update part 2

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