Sania's POV,
I'm not used to wearing a duppatta on my head everyday around the house. But now that I'm married, I have to do it always, everyday, without fail. The room is the only place where I have a freedom.Zaheer and I keep on going out every evening meeting mine and his relatives. It's exhausting. Sometimes, he takes me out on dates too. 3 days ago he asked me the most dreaded question. 'Where would I like to go on our honeymoon?'
I know he said he won't do anything, but still... Come on..... We'll be all alone. That to for 2 weeks he said.
What if he--- and I can't even say no. He's my husband! Just the thought of it makes me nauseous. I kept on ignoring the topic but finally he cornered me and I literally mean cornered me.Zaheer's POV,A week's finally over in Simla. Now we actually look more like a couple. We hold hands walking around, sometimes I put my arm around her, taking pictures and everything. Both trying to do our best.She- trying to get close to me &I- trying to maintain the distance.Yep, it's tough.I came to the room late as I was busy talking to the guide after our visit to the Johnnie's wax museum. As I walked in, I saw Sania fallen asleep sitting on the bed. Her duppatta drooping from one of her shoulders, its edge touching the floor and her face turned to a side. She looked so peaceful. I just stood near her, watching her sleep soundly. Her lips parted a little as she breathed.'so tempting'I shook my head and stepped back.'No Zaheer! You can't!' I reminded myself.
"Aahhha...... no Zaheer.....don't" Sania moaned."Hold on Sania, just a bit longer""I- it hurts..... Please......aahhaa..... nhhaaa... Not so hard....mmmnnaaahh...Be gentle....aah""Aw, ....aww, Sania......, not so tight...." Zaheer winced."Ahhaahhnhh....""Don't scream so much, what will people think?" Zaheer teased with a smirk."You're soo crue...l... Ahhh.""It's ......almost..... done...""Za....heer......ouch....""All done"
Sania's POV,We are meeting at the mall."He'll be here in a minute" Madiha said excitedly hanging up the phone.I nodded and then HE came.My eyes popped out and my jaw dropped down. 'Wtf! He's Ruhail!? He's Madiha's boyfriend? Ya Allah no.'He looks like someone jumped out of a Bhojpuri movie. That yucky gel hair, that top unbuttoned shirt, that walking style, even ear piercing?! He just missed a hockey stick in his hand to look like a total thug.'Ya Allah! What did this poor girl get herself into?'"Bhabhi this is Ruhail and Ruhail, this is my Sania bhabhi""Salam walekum" he said in such an attitude as if he was doing a favour on me.
Sania's POV,'Ya Allah! They are planning to run away?! No I can't let that happen. I need to stop her. Should I tell Zaheer? No, if I do maybe things can get out of control and someone might get hurt. I just need to talk her out of this'."Like that worked perfectly before" my conscience mocked me.Right it didn't work but- what do I do????Just then I heard the door opening. So I ran to find an hiding spot. I took advantage of the dark and stood motionless in the shadows hoping she wouldn't notice me and she didn't. Just taking a bag and a purse with her she rushed downstairs.My mind went in a frenzy. I didn't knew what to do, so I just followed her. She took her scooty and was out of the area in no time, I followed her on mine. Mumbai is a city that never sleeps so it was no surprise all the streets were lit up.Although, she took a turn in an area which wasn't that lit. The streets
Sania's POV,Its been almost a month since the incident. Everyone is trying to forget it now, although, Madiha is still depressed. I don't blame her, Mom is still mad at her. Zaheer and I try to cheer her up but how can a daughter smile when her mother won't look at her the way she did before. Mom loves her ofcourse, but they don't see eye to eye. It's painful to watch. They started speaking just recently when Madiha's 12th board exam's results came out. She secured 89% Mom complained that its quite low because of her distractions and she won't get an admission in a good medical college. But Zaheer said he'd pay heavy donations for his sister if it comes to it. Madiha cried a lot to see her always supportive mother disappointed in her again.Mom took away her cellphone and restricted her from stepping out of the house alone, not even with me. Did I forget to mention Mom is mad at me too? She hardly talks to me. Can I blame her. Nope."As
Sania's POV,I opened my eyes to a gentle touch on my cheek. I saw Zaheer leaning on his elbow beside me."Good morning and happy anniversary" he said planting a kiss on my forehead."Hm...what anniversary?" I said sleepily."Don't tell me you forget! I thought girls were the ones to remember these kind of stuff and harass thier husbands" he said."What are you talking about?" I checked the watch, it was 12 am. "Ugh! Let me sleep Zaheer" I grumbled unable to keep my eyes open.He shook me. "Did you forget what day it is?" He sounded like a child."Go check in the calendar if you've forgotten" I said, my eyes still closed."Ouch, I'm offended""Not my problem""Huh, you are really a Hitler""Thanks for your kind words in the middle of the night" I said not caring, my sleep is more important to me right n
Zaheer's POV,My long time friends Abhi and Diana invited Sania and me for lunch at thier place. So as I couldn't even attend thier wedding which was 2 months before mine, we went bearing gifts.We are all school time pals and Abhi and Diana have been childhood sweethearts. As they both belonged to different religions, it took them quite a while to get thier parents approval, but at the end as they say 'Love conquers all'.Its always funny to see them on the dinning table as Abhishek is a pure vegetarian and Diana a pure non-vegetarian. So we had both kinds of dishes in front of us. Ofcourse Diana had halal meat for us.As we sat in the living room after lunch, Sania and I, we just sat casually next to eachother but Diana came and sat on Abhi's lap on our adjecent sofa. It was normal for me to see them like that but I'll never forget Sania's face at that time....Her eyes were popping out and
I'm not that good at writing Shayri. So please bear with it. 🤗 Don't hate me. I love you all. 😘 ❤❤❤❤❤Btw. Its a really long chapter. Be prepared._______________________________________Sania's POV,' Is dil ka ek nazraana kubool kijiyeJo apni mohobbat ko aapke naam karna chaheIn aakho ko aap ek ijaazat dijiyeJo har wakt bas aap ko niharna chahe.'Yep my Shayari fetish is back. The last I talked to him was 4 days back. He sounded soo tired that I felt sorry for him. I wanted to tell him that I love him but I just couldn't find the words.I miss him soo terribly. I feel like running to him right now but I can't. I noticed tears running down my cheeks as I was performing Asr Namaaz.As if Allah heard my prayers, as soon as I completed my Namaaz with the salaam and looked up, there he was leaning at the bedroom door. I didn't believe my e