Happy reading beautifuls...

"A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love."

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Its been a week of Zarar's parents going on Umraah .

Miral was tired to death due to working 24/7.

Zarar managed to make this whole week a living hell for her.

He used to ask her to wash whole house or his whole cupboard. Sometimes to make cake late at night. Sometimes by asking her to make coffee or juice for him when she was washing dishes or doing any other work. Even when she sleeps he doesn't let her in peace. He wakes her up and ask her simply to stay awake cause he is working and it makes him sleepy too.

Miral was on the verge of falling but but again and again she used to compose herself.

On the other hand Zarar was now beyond worry cause she left arguing.

Whatever he asks her to go she does it without any argue and showing tantrums.

He was missing her feisty self.

He was tensed thinking that is the okay? It she lost her mind? Memory? Something like that!

It was a pleasant Sunday.

Miral was washing dishes when Zarar came in kitchen.

Her duplata was yjed in a knot in a cross to her shoulders.

"Miral!! "

She only hummed in reply.

"I am in launch make me tea."

He said and left.

Miral sighed and started making tea.

She took cup of tea and placed it in tray making her ways towards launch.

"Tea!!"

She said getting Zarar's attention.

He nodded and took cup closer to his lips.

"What the hell... this much sugar?"

He spat tea out and shouted.

Miral looked at him shocked.

"I pour same amount of sugar as before!! "

She said lowly.

"Make another one!!"

He commander and get back to reading newspaper.

Miral sighed and went back to kitchen.

"Today I will make you realize that you shouldn't obey everyone this solemnly. You should have stopped me. I am missing your feisty and fighting side."

He smiled to himself and again got engrossed in reading newspaper.

With pinning head Miral made another tea for him.

"O my Allah Miral!! What had happened to You? This much salt?"

He spat tea out as soon as he sipped on it.

"Huh!!"

Miral looked at him dumbstruck.

"Make me another one!"

He threw tea in dustbin and commanded her.

Miral again made tea and gave it to Zarar.

"Put it aside I will drink later!"

Miral put tray aside and went to wash remaining dishes.

It was after almost 20 minutes of Miral giving tea to Zarar and going back to kitchen when she heard Zarar calling her.

She didn't even want to stand and here he was making her work this much.

She threw spoon in basin and went towards launch tapping her feet on floor frustratingly.

"What do you want now?"

She shouted as soon as she approached him.

Zarar controlled his smile.

"This tea had become cold. Make me another..."

" You!! What do you think of yourself? Han? Am I a servant to You? If you have this bad memory then I would feel highly glad to enlighten you that I AM YOUR FREAKING WIFE!!! NOT YOUR SLAVE!!!..."

She was shouting on her lungs and now started crying.

"Why don't you understand??"

She asked tiredly still crying.

Zarar pulled her into a hug.

She was too tired to protest.

After aonemomwmnts Zarar felt her arms snaking around his torso.

Her tears were wetting his shirt but for the first she was not interested in the maintenance of his shirt.

"I was kidding this tigreess side of yours!!! You don't look good while crying. One this feisty Miral who always ftay ready to kill!!!"

He smiled on his last sentence any put his chin on her head.

She snuggled more into his chest and hide her face. She was listening each and everything he was saying but gidnt reply.

Moments passed with them standing like this.

Zarar called her twice but she didn't reply.

He pulled back and straighten Miral.

Her eyes were closed and she was about to fall back when he snaked his arms around her refraining her to make contact from floor.

"Miral!!!"

He patted her cheek only to gasp.

"Allah!! She have high fever!!"

He said touching her forehead.

"Rahim!! Make my car ready!!"

He shouted from inside and his driver made his car ready.

He took Miral bridal style and make his way towards his car.

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Miral was lying on the hospital unconscious.

A lady doctor was examining her.

"Mr. Zarar come in my cabin . I want to talk to you."

Doctor said and Zarar started walking after her nodding.

"Look Mr. Zarar! Your wife is under too much stress. She is not talk g proper meal nor sleep. Dark circles around her eyes are telling a separate story. I don't know what your personal issues are but please! I am requesting you to take care of her. She seriously needs proper care and for woth proper sleep. I have sent her blood sample. I will call you when the report comes until then you can wait outside."

Doctor said and Zarar left her room silently.

He was standing in lobby of hospital drowned in his thinking.

"She needs proper food and sleep!!"

Doctor's voice was ringing in his head.

"What you have done Zarar!!!"

He sighed and was about to go in Miral's room when a nurse stopped him.

"Excuse me!! Are you with Miss Miral Mansoor?"

He turned around and nodded.

"Yes!!"

"These are her tests reports. "

She gave an envelop to me and turned to go but after taking some steps she again turned towards me.

"Please!! Take care of herself. She hasn't much time left. At least try to make these last days of her life worthy, beautiful and peaceful."

She said sadly and left leaving me in confusion .

I went inside and saw Miral laying there with her eyes closed.

He sat on sofa placed across her bed and started opening envelop.

He stretched reports in front of him and started reading.

His grip loosened on paper reading the words written on it.

A cold gust hit his hands and cheek making that paper fall from his hand.

"This can't be possible!!"

These were the only words came out of his mouth.

So how'sit

I.lnow short but is surely worthnothing.. 😊

Don't

Allah Hafiz

WITH LOVE

❤