Musa typed on his laptop when he heard a knock on his door. Permitting, the complete team entered the office to place their mobiles in the drawer. Musa looked at all the doctors and frowned. They were no sign or Dr. Amal or Dr. Nayyab.
"Ahem!" He faked a cough to gain attention.
"Where is Dr. Amal and Dr. Nayyab?" He asked everyone but before anyone could reply Musa's office door opened and gasp escaped from everyone's mouth and Dr. Taha mobile fell on the floor with loud thud.....
There stood Nayyab in all her glory wearing a beautiful white long shirt with black embroidery on neck body and on sleeves. The white chiffon veil with it was also embroidered on borders in black color which sit decently on her right shoulder. She was wearing black plain 4-inch stilettos making her look 5'5 almost. Her glossy hazel hair straightened to perfection. A black leather handbag in her hand.
Musa looked at her from her face back till toes. Her face was slightly covered
Nayyab heart accelerated as Doctor Omer came out from the ICU. She looked at him worriedly for an answer. He put a hand on his father in laws shoulder and then said,
Today was thier last day at Maldives. They will back to their home and professional schedule by tommorow.
It happened 5 years ago at the Welcome party....
Nayyab was standing near the window when Musa walked out of the washroom. He looked at his wife who was scowling at nothing in particular. He walked to her and gently grabbed her waist pulling her to him as he placed his chin on her shoulder.
42Her husband had went outside for some walk and she decided that it was best time to tell him about her feelings. She dressed up wearing a black VS nightie and wore long ankle length robe. She put on a blood red lipstick and did a light makeup. She straightened her hair and
She snuggled further into the warmth that was around her. She furrowed her eyebrows as something traveled softly on her back. Her back that was bare! It was bare!