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After the conversation, Haya had left the room and Zaid looked at Mubashira and let out a sigh.

Zaid....

Mubashira whispered inaudibly, her finger moved. Zaid saw it and a hopeful smile spread across his face.

Mubashira.

Zaid called out, his voice trembling with relief as he reached out and cupped her face with trembling hands.

She opened her eyes and blinked the delicate folds of her eyes and looked at him.

Are you okay?

Zaid asked, his hands still cradling her face. Tears of relief escaped his eyes as he felt relief washing over him.

Kya hua....

She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Zaid smiled and made her sit on the bed and pulled her in his arms. Mubashira was confused for a moment.

Khuda ka shukar hai ke tum theek ho.

Zaid said softly, his voice filled with a mixture of love and relief.

That's when she remembered that she had taken sleeping pills. She pulled away from the hug with a jerk and looked at him, her eyes wide in alarm.

Woh.... Zaid sleeping pills...Main

Shh.

Zaid shushed her placing a finger on her lips

Uss bare mein baat mat karo.

Zaid said pulling her in another warm embrace, his voice was soft but held a hint of barely controlled anger.

Mubashira trembled slightly in his embrace and he tightened his hold on her.

He pulled away from the hug and cradled her face in his palms, their eyes locked.

Kuch khaogi?

Zaid asked her softly cradling her face as if she's a child.

Kuch nahin khana.

She said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Theek hai.

He said softly and then leaned in, placing his lips on her cheek in a tentative, affectionate kiss. Mubashira closed her eyes, her heart pounding against her ribcage as a wave of warmth coursed through her vains.

He smiled at her. Her facade had crumbled and her true self had came to light. In these moments, she looked like a girl who craved for love and assurance, who was a little weak and needed strength and he'll give her that.

Oh!!!

A thoughtful expression flickered across his features as he tapped his finger under his chin, a gesture he does whenever he's in deep thought.

Mubashira opened her eyes and blinked them.

Kya hua?

Mubashira asked, her voice filled with concern, her eyes searching his as she reached out, her hand brushing against his cheek in a tentative, affectionate touch.

Nahin choro.

Zaid said softly shrugging his shoulders, pretending to not to care and looked away for a moment before looking back at her.

Kya hua Zaid?

Mubashira asked, her voice filled with boundless concern as she cupped his other cheek as well, her eyes searching his once again.

Woh mujhe bhook lag rahi hai.

Zaid said looking at her giving her the best innocent look he could and then looked away.

Mubashira grew concerned, her heart hitching in her chest. She cupped his chin, drawing his gaze back to her and their eyes met.

Kuch khaya kyun nahin tumne?

Mubashira asked concerned as their eyes locked, a wave of uncertainty washed over her.

He cradled her face gently in his palms and said, his touch, a mixture of warmth and affection.

Ab meri biwi ne yeh jo stunt kiya hai uske kuch after effects toh honge hi na?

Zaid teased, a gentle smile playing on the corners of his lips.

Mubashira saw the spark of hurt in his gaze and downed her head, a wave of guilt swept over her hearing his words.

I'm sorry.

She said, almost tearing up. It was hurting her that he was hungry because of her.

No.

Zaid said softly cupping her face in his palms, his touch gentle and affectionate as he chined her up and their eyes met.

No need to say sorry Mubashira. I understand.

He said softly, his voice filled with sincarity. He was angry at her for the stunt she pulled but he understood why she did that stunt, the things had taken a toll on her. He understood the reason but he couldn't digest the fact that she could do it.

He pulled her closer, into his lap, her legs straddling his waist as he pulled her into his lap. Her heart pounded in her chest like a drum. As his hand cupped her head silently urging her to come closer. She couldn't help but compile, her head resting in the crock of his neck and wrapped her arms around him, trembling slightly, her hands locking behind his neck as she melted into the warmth of his embrace. Her eyes fluttered close as she breathed taking into his exquisite scent, a blend of wood and something that was uniquely Zaid. She burried her face in the crock of his neck, his scent calming her inner turmoil to some extent.

I'm sorry.

Zaid whispered, soft but laced with regret, his breath curling into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. His hand held the delicate curve of her waist, fingers spreading to cover more of it. She held onto his shoulders tightly, her eyes snapped open, a flicker of confusion evident in their depths.

Kyun?

Mubashira asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He pulled back, their eyes meeting, warm brown orbs filled with confusion and a hint of vulnerability reflecting in his gorgeous black ones.

Mujhe tumhare sath hona chahiye tha toh shayad....

Shh!!!

She cut him off gently keeping a finger on his lips shushing him.

I'm sorry.

Mubashira spoke, her touch on his face was gentle as she cupped his cheeks and their eyes locked.

Kya sorry..... Kya sorry Mubashira. Tumhein idea bhi nahin hai kya halat hui meri, Haya ki aur Shahmeer ki jab doctor ne kaha ke tumhara brain damage ho sakta tha, ya coma mein ja sakti thi tum? Woh ghadi ko dekhte rehna phir tumhein dekhna tumse plead kerna ke uth jao. Koi idea bhi hai kaisa feel hota hai?

Zaid lashed out, his anger taking over and he seemed to care less. Today he wanted to let out his emotions.

Mubashira looked at him, her hands cupping his face tighter, her tears spilling over as she spoke, her voice trembling with regret

I'm so sorry. I just don't know kaise maine woh sab ker dia. I was not in my senses Zaid when I ended up pulling this stunt. I'm sorry. I know yeh koi justification nahin hai but still mujhe maaf ker do.

Zaid,s face softened and he hugged her again, his arms tightening around her frame.

Vaada karo dubara aisa kuch nahin karogi.

Zaid spoke, now softly, his anger calming down but his head ached from stress. He stroked her back to calm her down as he sensed her breathes growing slightly unsteady.

Promise.

She said, her voice taking a childish tone.

He smiled and pulled back making her sit on the bed.

Okay now betho aur main khana laata hoon.

Zaid said softly and got up.

Bhabhi.

Haya and Shahmeer entered the room like a thunderstorm, concern evident on their faces.

Lo aa gaye donon.

Zaid said softly.

Ab baatein karo.

Zaid added and left from there.

End Of Chapter!!!!

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