Assalamu Alaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuhu.

Okay I've finished writing the prologue, thus thought to update before finishing The Doctor's Love For His Wife.

And I've also changed Muskan's name to Thanzia, ask the reason? Oh well I gotta ask my brain then it will need to answer me and then I'll have to answer you, thus just let it be.

Thanzia means Eternal life.

So.........let's know them.

Main leads are

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Tanveer Warsi is 27 years old, a Pakistani soldier, his section fights against the terrorists and works related to that.

Thanzia Amatullah is 24 years old, an orphan who stays with her sister and brother in law. She works at a Quranic Institution.

Shahveer Warsi is 22 years old who studies in medical and also does part time job in a multinational company.

He is a young divorced guy having 6 months old baby boy, Nahiaan.

Misunderstandings made him marry Thanzia as he thought her to be his dream girl, unfortunately his brother stole his dream girl, unknowingly.

As they say true love happens once, Thanzia's case was different as she loved both the brothers at the same time.

Shahveer stays in his Chachu's house along with his sick father. He has his Chachi and her children with them, though they're not that close even being together from childhood.

He disagreed to re marry even though his family forced him blackmailing about his son's childhood.

Thus they decided to get Tanveer married with Thanzia, who surely won't mind to love Nahiaan.

Thanzia and Shahveer's families are close family friends. Thus they've regular connection with each other.

Thanzia, the eternal life! Not every Aakhirah holds Jannah. It can give you Jahannam too, and I got both of them.

When I wanted him, I got his brother, and when I wanted his brother, I got him!

Time doesn't prove love, seconds of togetherness with the name of Nikah can easily create true love.

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Finally she gathered all her courage to look up at him. Her gaze fixed on his face without blinking for a second.

Looking at his broken, shattered and rejected situation, her body shivered. Though he is the one who is kicked off, in actual point she's the one who is in unconditional pain.

She so wished to hug him, hide him in her arms and console him. She wished to tell him that he's not left alone. She's closer to him.

She'll keep him closer to her!

Unfortunately she can't. She's helpless. All that is possible for her is only to pray for him.

"Eaaaaa...eaaa..aaa......" The hall blasted with the loud cries of a baby.

He was placed on his trolly for a long time. He kept crying, no one moved a single gaze to him.

Her heart ached. She couldn't handle anymore as she slowly took baby steps near him. Looking down, she saw him flooded in tears, playing with his hands and legs.

A teardrop fell down from her eye that landed on the baby's chest.

She looked around and found everyone busy, even him. He's so lost that he didn't even hear the cries of his baby.

She bowed down and took the baby on her arms. Holding him closer to her, she caressed his back as he got warmth in her chest.

"Sshh...." Surprisingly he stopped crying. He snuggled more in her chest, wiping his precious tears on her Niqaab.

"DAMN IT! THAT WITCH DARED TO LEAVE MY SON!" Suddenly he yelled, walking faster towards her.

She shivered as he came closer to her and snatched his baby.

Getting hurt by his father, he cried loudly.

"Uhh..." Thanzia forwarded her hand but immediately moved back as she realized to have no right on his baby.

He cried more but Shahveer failed to control him.

"Don't cry, please!" He whispered bringing his son's face closer to him. He drank his tears and hugged him tightly.

His Chachi came towards them and tried to take his baby.

He looked at her questioningly, with his swollen and red eyes.

"Give him to me."

Shahveer confusingly stared at her. When the baby's own mother couldn't love him, how can anyone else do?

"Shahveer.... don't worry. Allah will fix everything."

He handed his son to his Chachi.

Controlling his sobs, being a man as always, he ran away from the crowd of his family.

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"Whyyyy! Why did this happen to him? Why Allah why? Why did you choose to break him down? Why did you do this to him? How can you, Allah?"

She cried, punching down on her prayer mat, sitting there with broken heart, complaining everything to her Rabb.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa Shahveeerrrrrrr!"

She yelled dangerously without caring. Tears flowed down like rain. She desired to cry more and more. Her whole face turned crimson red.

She looked up from prostration as she felt someone caressing her back.

Difficultly, she looked at the person in darkness and immediately hugged her.

"Appi...Appi... Look, he's in pain, Appi. She left him. Their son....his little son. How will he manage everything? Why did he marry that girl? Appi........I can't see him falling down in every step.....he...

Shahveer...I...love him.. I love him so much!" She cried loudly as her sister kept caressing her back.

"Calm down. Ssshh.... everything will be fine. Don't cry please. Thanzia... Zia...hey.." She found her unconscious as her head fell on her sister's lap.

"Zia....why do you punish yourself for him?" Mahia, her sister controlled her tears and hugged Thanzia

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Flashback

Shahveer came running towards the old lady resting on a chair placed outside the restaurant.

Her face invited a satisfying smile as she looked at him with love. Coming near her, he fell on his knees and rested his hands on her lap.

Her clothes are dirty but full of modesty even at this age of her life. She has no one, she spends her day and night on the same road, but everytime she has 2 angels in the form of humans next to her.

Shahveer and Thanzia!

"Hey oldy queen, who was that princess? I see, she's now regularly visiting you." He desperately asked, his eyes showered a very different emotion as his heart somehow felt closer to that girl.

"Ohho? How is my king interested on any girl hmm?" She asked messing his hair, at which he removed her hand and glared.

"Obviously no, she's capturing my place. I'll feel jealous if she becomes more important to you than me." He justified and winked at her.

"She newly joint the Quranic Institution over there, ever since then, she visits me everyday."

Shahveer's mouth opened in an O as his thoughts ran back to that girl.

How she was feeding the old lady with her hand! As if she was her own daughter!

"She seems to be beautiful, right?"

"My young king, she had Niqaab, how can you know if she's beautiful or not?" She slapped on his arm and raised her eyebrows.

"Oh come on! Her Abaya and Niqaab justifies so."

"Ohho! My Doctor is liking her?"

"Hahahaha. Leave it now. Do you want to eat anything?" He asked moving the fun mood bringing a serious expression as he touched her forehead to check if still she has fever or not.

"Thanzia just filled my stomach with Biriyani prepared by her hands." She happily replied bringing her tongue out to suck her upper lip.

"Thanzia? Nice name hmm! Eternal life owh!" He dreamingly whispered at which got a slap on his head.

"Get married soon, you are unable to control your desires out of nowhere!"

"Heyy I'm just 20! I need to become the best Doctor first, then I'll think to marry you."

"Oh really? I'm 60, I'll be burden on you!"

"Shut up my oldy queen! You are the best part of my life."

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Shahveer rested his head on the headboard and kept staring at the screen of his phone, the only one picture that he and his wife clicked with love and pure happiness.

His wife, Thanzia!

He tried a lot, from the very first day of their Nikah till 1 and a half year, he gave his best to their marriage life.

When she stood against him, talked ill about him, criticized him to others, he kept calm. He just wanted to change her, unfortunately she never agreed to change.

Though he knew that he was mistaken and out of a big misunderstanding, he married her, yet he forgot everything and just for the sake of the precious Nikah bond, he worked for her and tried to accept her.

His eyes filled with tears, of losing the mother of his child.

All the harsh memories kept haunting him.

Did really he has any mistake?

Did he not try his best to change her?

"Why were you not the one I loved?" He whispered the question to himself.

"Thanzia... sweetheart listen to me once. Please, sit down." He controlled his ego and took her to the bed, leaning forward, placing a kiss on her forehead, he smiled and took her hands on his lap.

"Why are you so strict? I'm your wife, not your slave. Please just give me some independence. Let me breath, do I need your permission even for that?" She rudely questioned, breaking him more.

"Wh...when did I try to rule over you? Ever did I? You are my wife, ok? The most important part of my life. I just want you to be the purest for me." He said, trying his best to make her understand, but as always, he failed.

"So now just if my cousin brothers talk to me with brotherly love, then I become impure for you?" She pulled her hands away and looked at him with rage.

His head ached, a lot. He felt tired of everything. He can't control his wife, he can't take her to the right path, how on the earth can he be a good man then?

"Do your cousins talk to you with brotherly love or Shaytanic lust?" This time he asked with dryness of tone.

"Why don't you just say that you can't bear them near me? You just want me to be your puppet and roam around you?"

She asked. This time he lost his temper and stood up.

"I'm your husband. Ok? I'm your husband. Whatever I say, I say for your good. And yes, if you think that I'm jealous and I can't bear them near you then that's true.

How can you expect me to not be when you...you...talk...to them in that manner?"

"Listen Shahveer, if you wanted someone like so called 'stay away from boys and be in proper veil' then why did you marry me? Why didn't you choose a your type lifeless girl?"

The question reminded Shahveer of his street memories. How everyday that angelic girl used to feed the old women and come to teach Quran to those little babies, being in Abaya and Niqaab.

"Okay leave that. Come to me." He grabbed her hand and looked at her with love again.

"Don't you want to keep me satisfied with you?" He asked softly. She nodded.

"Can't you accept my 1 request? I'm just telling you to stay in veil. Am I asking something so hard?"

"Why Is Islam So Restrictive? Why Can't A Girl Stay With Her Rules And Ways? That's Too Mu........."

"ISLAM IS RESTRICTIVE FOR WOMEN LIKE YOU.

Listen, I've had enough with you. Fulfil my commands or else I'll divorce you right now." He warned, standing up, looking with rage and tiredness.

She suddenly smiled, showing a 'oh really' look.

"Go on. Who will want to stay with a fake scholar like you. Divorce! I don't want to stay with you nor to rear that crying child of yours." She spoke making him shocked.

He just realized that he has a baby who needs his mother. But his mother doesn't even love him, he's just a burden on him.

Shahveer closed his eyes and calmed his mind.

"I..I am sorry. I..I.. please don't say like this."

And just like this, one day she was found on her cousin brother's lap, giggling and doing fun with him.

Shahveer warned her for the last but then she directly asked for divorce. That was it. End of his Nikah.

What he thought was that, Thanzia would fill his life with heavenly smiles, but instead she spoiled his every smile.

But maybe he thought right, of another Thanzia!

She's still there, somewhere keeping him closer to her.

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Shahveer.

The dream of my soul.

The man whom I always preferred to be mine.

I know that he never even knows me, though I always stay near him, yet I love him unconditionally.

If I were a boy, and he was a girl, then maybe I could have proposed him for Nikah. But being a girl, that too an orphan, I could never gather my courage and express my feelings to him.

Obviously I had the right to propose him. But knowing that he's busy preparing for his career, could I have done so?

Maybe he would have accepted me, but I was always unable to even ask for so.

I just waited for my Rabb's plan. I thought if I keep asking for the best man, truly he'll bless me with Shahveer, as he was indeed one of the best.

Unfortunately Allah had better plans for me for which I remained alone while Shahveer got married to....her!

I wish I could stop, but I was so broken that I lost my soul.

And finally that girl left him.

How could that fool creature let such a pious husband go?

I still wish.....to become his wife, and no doubt, the mother of his son.

In Shaa Allah.

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"Where is he?" Tanveer asked rolling his sleeves up. He started sweating more even after coming under AC. His brown beard turned black being wet while his lips changed into blood red.

"You're tired, son. Rest for a while then do meet him." His father said as he sat on his place.

"Abbu, please..... where's he?"

"Studying, in his room."

Tanveer stood up nodding. Within a minute he climbed up the stairs and reached to his room.

"Veer!"

Shahveer turned his head to the opposite, seeing him, he immediately stood up as a smile curved on his lips.

"Soldier!!!" They both walked to each other and had a warm hug.

"Heyy you just look like me now! Not fair!" Tanveer teased as he messed Shahveer's hair. Immediately he moved a step back and gave a pout.

"Your brother after all."

"Nahiaan also looks like me!"

"Oh you've met him?"

"Yeah....sit." They both sat on the bed, staring at the floor. Silence overtook the room as they got lost in their thoughts.

Shahveer felt ashamed of marrying that girl while Tanveer felt guilty of not being with his brother in his need.

"Thanzia.....mm..what...uh.. Nahiaan..." Tanveer couldn't find any words to exclaim his thoughts as he kept uttering anything.

"I'm sorry Bhai. I really am. I shouldn't have done that. I swear it was a big misunderstanding. Yet...I..tried...but..."

"Let bygones be bygones. I'm sorry, I should have correctly known about that family. I don't know...mm..leave it."

Both again stayed silent until Shahveer remembered something and turned his head to smirk at his brother.

"Bridal hunt! Bro! I heard she's a gem!"

"Yeah whatever."

"Go and rest now. Chachi will jump on you anytime soon."

He slapped on Tanveer's shoulder playfully. Immediately Tanveer slapped back pulling his tongue out to tease him.

"Um...tonight? Do we know that girl?"

"Ismail bhai's sister in law. Never met her, though they visit much here."

"Mm...her name?"

"How will I know? Strange! You should know huh?"

"Whatever. Give me your clothes and towel."

Tanveer stood up unbuttoning his army suit.

"Not again please! You can't take my things everytime!"

"Shut up Veer! Give soon." Saying so he entered the washroom.

Shahveer took out his clothes and kept on the bed.

After a whole month he stepped out of the burden. He surely believed that something better awaits him.

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Thanzia happily stood up to leave the hall as the elders started discussing about the further plans. When she was about to get on the staircase, her heart jumped up excitedly hearing a beautiful and delightful sentence.

"Thanzia.....will you try to be rightfully our Nahiaan's mother?"

She turned her head and served them a warm smile.

"I'll, I promise."

Unaware of the truth, she left to her room and started dancing out of happiness.

Only she wished for is to soon be married with Shahveer Warsi. While the destiny willed to get her married with Tanveer Warsi.

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I know that the chapter is little or very confusing but you need to go through the upcoming chapters to explore all the flips and turns of the story.