《Only You Can Complete Me》Chapter 25
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Sanofar's POV
I woke up with the feeling as if I'm sleeping on a warm rock. I opened my eyes and saw the love of my life sleeping. I closed my eyes back and rest my head on his chest.
It took me a second to digest our position. I'm sleeping ON him with holding his hand above his head. It looks like I'm harassing him. What happened last night. I tried to remember but I cant.
"You're awake. How are you feeling?" Asyraf asked.
"I'm good. Hmm Asyraf, did I passed out last night. I can't remember what happened." I said. He suppress his laughter.🤭🤭🤭🤭
"Asyraf, why are you laughing?" I asked
"You know something, you took high dossage pain killer last night and the medicine worked ' very well' on you." He said.😂😂😂😂
"Asyraf, tell me properly naa." I asked and tried to wake up.
"Dont move, stay. If not, I wont tell you" He said.
"Fine tell me" I said placedy hand on his chest.
"Nothing to tell, but there is something to show." He said and took his phone from the side table.
He showed me a video and I was hell shocked. Did I do all this. 😱😱😱😱
"The fire glare. Everyone is so scared of that. Teach me naa. Even mama is scared of that. She said when you looked at her like that, she feel like passing out"
Oh my Allah, what am I blabbering
"Heyyy Khala Ammi, you are here too. You are my jaan. I will give you hundred kisses just for your biriyani. What a biriyani. When I ate it, I wanted to divorce Asyraf and marry your biriyani."
I turned to Asyraf and he gave the 'really?' Look. I just gave him a sheepish smile😁
"I'm S. Now tell me mothi, you are fatter than me right?
If you want a chocolate, got get one for you. Don't snatch others chocolate. If not, I have to show you my king kong kung fu style. Understand?Chudail( witch)."
"I didn't do this right?" I asked
"Sweetheart, human can lie but machine, never." He said
I continued the video and the shocking part came. I asked him to kiss me.
"How can you kiss me in front of everyone" I said.
"Honey, listen carefully. YOU asked me to kiss you."He said
"I was not a sober. Asyraffff, what you make me to do." I said and placed my head on his chest
" Did I do anything else?" I asked, he smirked
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" A lot. Poor me, no one was here to save me." He said
"Wh.....what I did?" I asked. I hope I didn't do anything embarassing
"I thought its not safe for a girl to be with a men when she is not a sober but I never knew its the other way round." He said
"Asyraf, don't play naa. Tell me what happened?" I asked shaking his shoulder
"You see here" He showed his shoulder and neck. There were bite marks.
"You said that I bite you once, so you took revenge on me. I never knew that you take revenge like this, if I know, I would have bite you everyday." He said while smirking
"No, you are lying. Maybe I bite you but not with any other intention other than anger." I said while shooking my head
"Sano, just imagine. You asked me to kiss you infront of everyone especially in front of dadhi. So just think, what you would do when you got a handsome boy all alone in this room." He asked
"Asyraf, I don't want to trust you anymore. Idiot. Go away." I said and ran to the washroom. I walked to the mirror and scolded myself.
"Shameless, what have you done. How am I going to face everyone." I just shook my head and took shower. I changed into the salwar that dadhi bought for me and my bad luck the zip is not helping.
Huhhhh, such a bad morning. I opened the bathroom door lightly.
"Asyraf, can you help me" I asked
"Yes darling, you want me to help you in shower. No problem." He said
"Shut up. Can you call Khala Ammi" I said
"Why?" He asked
"I can't pull up my zip. Can you call her" I asked
"Nope" He said
"Why" I asked
"Dadhi is with khala ammi, just imagine what will happen I go and tell khala ammi that you need her help. Then dadhi will ask what is wrong with you both, why can't your husband help you bla bla bla." He said
"Fine please help me." I said.
He came quickly with victory smile on his face. He was purposely pulling up the zip slowly.
" Make it fast naa" I said
"Why are you shivering" He asked smirking
"I....I just took bath naa. Thats why." I lied. Of course I'm lying. I cant tell him his touch makes me shiver.
"Owhhh ok" He said and rub his finger slightly on my back.
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"Asyraf, stop teasing me. Faster " I said. He just laughed and pulled up the zip.
I wanted to walk away but I remember something
"Asyraf wait. Did I say something night?" I asked
"You said many things sweetheart." He said
"Owhhh. Hmm, Anything about Seher?" I asked. He looked at me with a questioning look. Seems like I told him something.
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Asyraf's POV
"Owhhh.Hmm, Anything about Seher?" she asked
"No, nothing." I lied. I saw relief on her face. I never knew she don't want to expose Seher
"Why, she did anything?" I asked. She was shocked.
" No...no. Of course not. Remember she burnt the toast. Actually she burnt the paratha too. We kept it as a secrete. I was just worried that I would tell anyone." she said. She can't even lie properly.
"Owhhh, by the way Sano, we are heading home today. The clients from Italy are coming today" I said, actually they wanted to come monday but I insist them to come today. I have to be away from Seher for sometime until she changes her mind. Sano just nodded and walked out of the room.
I took bath and changed into something comfortable. I walked to the living room and I heard voices. I entered the living room and saw mama and baba were here.
" Mama, baba. You are here." I said
"What you done to my sano. I heard you gave her the wrong medicine." She said. I just rolled my eyes.
"Never mind bahu, if she didnt took that medicine, I wont know what you are thinking about me" Dadhi said with her fire glare and mama gulped.
Sano entered with a tray of tea. She gave everyone their tea and stand beside me. I could see Seher getting mad. I placed my hand around Sano's waist.
"Whats wrong with your neck" Dadhi asked
"Your daughter in law was very violent last night." I said and Sano pinched me. Everyone were laughing except for Seher and Sano on the other side blushing hard.
"Baba, we have to go now as the clients from Italy are coming today. We have to be there" I said and bid our goodbye and we drove to office directly.
"Asyraf, I'm in my salwar, Its not formal. Is it fine?" She asked
"You are my wife and you are also the indirect owner of the Khan's group of company, so no problem. Its saturday anyways." I said
"Indirect owner?" She said
"You are a direct owner if you are the CEO of this company, but since you are the owner of the CEO of the Khan's group of company, you are the indirect owner." I said. She just laughed and she was looking like an angel.
We walked to the conference room and saw the clients are already there.
The meeting was smooth and the clients like our deal too. We sent off the client and we wanted to go back when Zain came. Why the hell he is here?
" Its not office day. What are you doing?" I asked
" I'm here to meet Sano." He said
" Zain, can I talk to you?" Sano said giving me shock. He nodded and walk away from me. They are visible but I cant hear what they are talking.
😑😑😑😑 WHY CANT THEY JUST TALK OVER HERE.
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Sanofar's POV
"How are you Zain? I heard about you sister." I said. He just keep quiet.
"I know you must be hurt but I know about my Asyraf. He is not like that." He looked at me shocked.
"You trust him, he killed my sister Sano. My princess died because of him. She love me so much. Wherever I go, she will follow me saying bhai this bhai that. But he killed her, that rascal killed ...."
"Stop it Zain, If she loves you enough she wouldn't leave all of you like this. If she think about your family, she won't do this." I shouted. I realised what I'm doing.
" Zain, did you hear from both of them what happened?" I asked
"She said it was not his mistake, she....she asked me to trust him. She might say that so that I won't hurt him." He said looking everywhere except me.
" See, she herself wants you to trust your friend. You tell me Zain, do you really think Asyraf would do anything like this?" I asked. He remained silent.
"No harm in talking. If we talk, we can sort all problem in this world." I said and I walked away but I stopped. I turned to face him.
"Last but not least, I can't accept your feelings Zain. The only man who own my heart, my feelings and my love is my husband. I love Asyraf only, I can't think anyone else on his place. Please remove that feelings from your heart because ONLY HE CAN COMPLETE ME" I said and walked away.
I walked to Asyraf and intertwined my hand with his.
" Lets go home hubby" I said. He kissed my forehead and we walked from there. I hope Zain understand and move on.
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