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Safina mehek took a small bite of gulab jamun relishing the softness as it melted on her tongue. It was her third piece of jamun and she was deliberately having small bites slowly because she loved it so much and she wanted to feel its taste and sweetness as she closed her eyes.

My gudee...

She opened her eyes abruptly, bewildered at the thoughts that crossed her mind whilst she was only enjoying her gulab jamun. It was three in the morning and she couldn't get some sleep so she did what she used to do normally. Tip toeing gently from her room, she came to kitchen and was enjoying the sweet so as to get her thoughts out from a certain someone..

She was disturbed by the fact that how his letters/emails kept taunting her every now and then for the past two days. Unknowingly she was waiting to hear from him but there wasn't any sign of his mails or calls. She was worried if he was doing good or if something was wrong with him;god forbid.

But what disturbed her peace of mind was the fact that she was worried for him, for a man- who had changed her life, a misery she was living. Coz of him, she was not herself anymore. Yet here she was getting worried for him time and again even though she disliked him from the bottom of her heart.
She used to think she hated him but Safina mehek wasnt the kind of human who could ever understand such worse and hurtful word.

Hate?!
No. It wasn't hate. She never understood what it meant to hate someone. So she had concluded that she disliked him from the bottom of her heart, every fiber in her body disliked him to the core. Her husband; who she was supposed to fall in love with, who she had dreamt of having so many romantic moments with. But these were all just a mere fantasy now for she thought she would never let him in her life.

Sigh!

She was about to take her fourth piece of jamun when she heard someone calling her.

"Here you are!?!" Rashiya'a boistered toward her whilst she rubbed her eyes.

"What are you doing??" She asked in between her yawns while safina gestured toward her bowl which was kept in the kitchen counter and silently took one whole piece and shoved it in Rashiya'a's mouth when she was yawning heavily and Rashiya'a eyes were wide open as she wiped of the sweet liquid from the corner of her lips whilst mubmling something and relishing the goofy ball of tenderness.

"Are you stressed?" Rashiya'a asked with concern lacing her tone and safina nodded as she looked at her nails

"You are binge eating sweet!" She said as a matter of fact.

Safina looked at her as realization dawned on her that she had almost eaten four pieces on one sitting which was too much according to her.

One at a time doesn't add up to the calories!

Was her usual thing and here she was messing up with her own mantra. It was her friend and sister in law; Kinza's habit that she would binge eat whenever she was stresses out or upset. And Safina would reprimand her for doing that.

One minute she was staring into space and the other, she was embracing Rashiya'a and burst into tears hysterically... as her bottled up emotions found their way out through drops of tears.
She hiccuped more when her bestie cooed her as she rubbed against her back softly.. gently reminding her that Allah is with her and with every hardships there is ease and that Not a leaf fall but he knows it. It was all Ar-Rahmans plans that she was married off to her brother under such circumstances.

But she was not in her good state of mind to listen what Rashiya'a was saying. She was the happiest and chirpy girl everybody knew but now things had made her become the opposite version of herself.

She was dying to laugh at her own silly jokes and humorous sarcasms. She was craving to enjoy and live life in a carefree way, she was yearning that peace of mind which made her feel gratitude toward the one;whose throne is in the highest heavens- The Ar Raheem.

"Iam sorry for everything safi, I wish I can help you in some way or the other!" Rashiya'a said wiping Safina's tears, feeling helpless.

Safina gave her a reassuring smile as she felt a burden had been taken off her shoulders as she cried her heart out.

"Do you want to go back to your home?"

"No.. I am good!"

"Did brother... bhai said anything!" Rashiya'a asked hesitantly because until now nobody had brought up his name in front of safina knowing she was not in a good state of mind and was stressed out.

"It's nothing like that!"

"Are you missing your family? You can go home safi!"

"You got bored with my presence, haan?" Safina asked, sarcastically giving her a smirk.

Rashiya'a's eyes twinkled in happiness hearing her reply, finally she said something like her usual self.

"No way!" Chuckled Rashiya'a "Iam gonna shift in your room to bore you with my presence!" Replied Rashiya'a and Safina smiled back heartily before the two besties ambled to her room.

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My gudee,

Iam sorry for not being in contact with you for the past three days.
Gosh!! I missed you.

I missed sharing my feelings with you.

I missed writing for you knowing very well you would be waiting for me. My emails. Or atleast I hope so!

Did you wait for me?

Rihab Yunus poured out his heart whenever he wrote to his wife, his dear love. It took every bone in him to not write a long essay, for he would get carried away writing a hundred pages.

And the fact that they weren't talking on phone call made it even harder for Rihab Yunus to keep the letter short and simple.

He sighed before he read what he had typed on his iPhone and edited the last line. Did you wait for me?

'Why would she wait for me?' He dwelled.

Gudee... he started, as a soft smile played on his lips. For some unknown reason he liked calling her gudee. It came from within him.

I am sorry for all the pain you are going through coz of me. Well, sorry isn't enough to heal you.

But I promise to myself that I will heal you.

I promise to make your life easy.

I promise to fulfil all your dreams and desires.

I promise to look after you even if you push me away...

His heart clenched in pain as he wrote the last line but what else can he do. He only had one power and that was to pray. To make Dua for the love of his life. To make her fall in love with him. He would pray so dedicatingly that one day, Allah ta'ala would solve all the odds and mishap and Make her His.

I promise to make you mine, my Mehek.

Love,
Always yours.
Assalam alaikum.

Sometimes he stopped the letters abruptly because he felt like she would get bored to read a long one. Hoping she would reply to his emails as soon as poosible he clicked send and locked his phone before a thought that crept in his mind.

A thought so sweet yet so difficult to do.

He debated whether to follow it or not but after a few moments he gave in and did what his heart desired.

He video called her. His hearr thudding louder with each passing rings as he anticipated what to say if at all she picked up. After about three to four rings his thumb hovered over the dial to disconnect it..

But,

His joy knew no bound when she
appeared on his screen.

Assalam alaikum.

He heard her say when even after few moments he didnt say anything. Their gazes locked onto each other.

He was lost, in her innocence. The beauty which her eyes held, which had captivated him since the very first time they had met.

Time seemed to stop as he took in her appearance. He couldn't believe he was seeing her in real.. it was after about a week or so. Rihab felt speechless yet so many words were on his tongue to convey to his wife.

Isn't it a weird feeling. You have so much to say to someone but when they come in front of you, you get spell bound.

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Assalam alaikum everyone.

You guys are so good in getting what you want.
You all motivated me so much that I updated within 2 days.

Reading your comments made me realise how my writings have helped so many of you and that me feel so humbled and encouraged me to write more.

Aameen summa aameen to all your dua's.

How's the chapter?

Finally felt so good in writing Rihab's point of view.

What will he say to her?

Will she give him enough time and listen to him?

Did you enjoy reading his mails?? Ahh... i am so much in love with the way Rihab's character is turning out.. he is so good to be true. ;)

P.s. how many of you are here since the UNKNOWINGLY HIS days... its been so many years since i started writing and i would love to know who are all here with me since the time UKH started....
#stayAwesome