I was in kitchen washing dishes when I heard him sneezing again nth time. Today was Sunday and he was at home. After that day I never tried to talk to him and he again ignored me.

I made tea for him and soup quickly. I went to the living room with his tea and gave him. "What?" He asked annoyingly and sneezed. "Take it. It will somewhat help you," I told him and handed him the cup.

I looked at him and then slowly placed my hand on his forehead hesitantly and gasped. "You have fever," I said looking at him with wide eyes. He glared at me and said, "It will be OK." I shook my head and once he finished his tea I pulled him to stand up and dragged him up to his room.

He didn't protest and followed me. His wrist in my hand as I dragged him, he didn't pulled it out of my hold. I laid him down on his bed and searched for a thermometer. I quickly put it in his mouth as he eyed me.

I tapped my right foot on floor impatiently. I pulled the thermometer out of his mouth and gasped again. I looked at him then back at the thermometer with wide eyes. "103" I whispered looking at it.

I ran to the kitchen and looked at the soup which was now cocked. I took the soup for him in a bowl and went back to his room. I entered in his room and saw him again sneezing and typing on his laptop.

I placed the tray on table and spoke looking at him, "You shouldn't do your work right now." He looked at me irritatedly and said, "Why are," he sneezed, "you caring?" I looked at him then thought yeah why am I caring for him? Then my heart answered How can you forget you love him.

I couldn't said it loud instead I said him, "Because I am a human and last time I checked they care about each other." I gave him soup and waited till he finished it. "Can I... Uh.. Can I get more?" he asked looking at me.

I smiled and quickly nodded my head. I took the bowl from him and almost took a step out of room when, "Listen." I turned around and looked at him in confusion. "Nothing," He said shaking his head and placed his laptop on the table.

I saw something in his eyes but nodded my head and went in the kitchen for soup. I went back to his room and gave him soup. When he finished it I saw him smile which was rare. "Are you gonna stand there or what?" He asked looking at me raising his eyebrow at me.

"I will stand here till you sleep," I said sternly and was surprised myself on my little confidence. He stood up and sneezed and said, "OK I am going to sleep. Happy?" I nodded my head and looked at him, "Wait." "Now what?" He asked completely looking annoyed now.

I tucked my hairs behind my ear and said, "Please take the medicine." He shook his head laying on the bed. "No way. I am not gonna take that tasteless medicine which have bitter taste," he said making face which made me want to pull his cheeks but I stopped myself.

I scoffed and thought Now I am one hundred percent sure he is bipolar. If was stubborn then I was also stubborn. I picked the medicine and gave him with water.

He looked at me and stared at me like we were having staring contest. He sneezed and looked away which mean I won. He unwilling took the medicine and gulped it with water. I smiled looking at him unknowingly and saw him sleeping in a second.

I put the covers on his properly and went out of his room with a tray in my hand to the kitchen. I washed all the dishes and smiling widely first time in my life like this.

I again went to his room and saw him sleeping. I filled a bowl with water and took a cloth and dipped it in water. I put the wet cloth on his forehead. After one hour later, when I checked his temperature again and smile, it decreased now. I saw him smiling in his sleep with made me smile. Today was the first time I showed my stubborn side to someone.

I sat on my bed in my room after dinner and giving Murat his medicine when he woke up. I opened my diary and started writing with a smile.

Kuch woh b an'a k pake the

Or kuch hum b zid k aadi the

Dear diary,

Today first time in my I am very happy that I can't even explain. Today I confirmed it that he is really a bipolar. I have a bipolar and arrogant husband. Today first time I saw him smile which made me more fall in love with him if that's possible.

I know I am the only one who will get hurt and is getting hurt but I can't even control myself because his everything is attractive making me hard to control myself.

I want to confess my love but I can't. You the people who love anyone and get their love are really lucky unlike me.

Meri muhabat bhi kya muhabat hai,

Jis ka na hi koi sir hai or na hi koi pa'un.

Kuch woh b a'na k pake the,

Or kuch hum b zid k aadi the.

He is used to stubborn,

And I am also stubborn.

Meri muhabat bhi kya muhabat hai,

Jis ka na hi koi sir hai or na hi koi pa'un.

My love, what is my love,

Which neither have a start nor a future.