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Chapter no 1: Fish

A few days after the marriage.

Meerab was sitting near Murtasim looking at him, her eyes laced with sleep and worry

Murtasim utho na!!! Ankhein kholo na.

Meerab said, her voice a mix of desperation and worry as she tapped his cheek, her fingers trembling.

Murtasim opened his eyes, a low hiss escaped his lips.

Murtasim

Meerab cried in relief as she kept her head on his chest.

Murtasim,s heart skipped a beat. However his hands still weak moved towards her head. He gently placed his hand above her hair and waited for any sigh of resistence from her but surprisingly got none.

Meerab sighed feeling her body hair tickle as he placed his hand above her hair. Her heartbeat stopped for a moment as she felt his fingers slip through her hair, the feeling of his fingers slipping through her hair filled her heart with a newfound sense of belonging. Her heart raced as she felt her blood heating up. This simple gesture of him, conveyed the deep sense of care and tenderness he held for her. She felt overwhelmed with emotions and let out a soft sigh.

Main theek hoon Meerab.

Murtasim said trying to assure her caressing her hair.

Meerab raised her head up immediately which made Murtasim gasp in surprise.

Tumhe kal hosh nahin aaya Murtasim. Tumhe andaza nahin hai main kitna dar gayi thi.

Meerab said, her voice quivering with emotions.

She touched his cheek and forehead and found it unusually warm.

Tumhe bukhar hai.

Meerab exclaimed, her heart aching with worry.

The next moment, she was up on her feet and was about to go out but stopped feeling a tug on her hand. Her heart raced as she felt shivers running down her spine. Gulping the lump that formed in her throat, she turned.

Don't worry Meerab. I'll be fine.

Murtasim said, his voice a mix of tenderness and assurance.

No tum theek nahin ho. Tumhe bukhar hai. Main tumhare liye kuch khane ko lati hoon. Woh kha ker dawai kha lena tum.

Meerab said, her voice laced with worry and an unknown tenderness.

The tenderness and care in her voice was a different kind of happiness which washed over him in waves like a warm summer rain after a long and ariddrought. It was a kind of happiness which ignited a flicker of hope in his heart that maybe they can make this marriage work.

Murtasim found himself overwhelmed by her care and tenderness that she showered on him despite knowing that it is for a time being, he found himself unknowingly craving for more.

He looked into her warm brown orbs, and whispered, his voice, a quite murmur, tinged with a blend of tenderness and sincerity.

Thank you Meerab.

Murtasim left her hand and she felt disappointment wash over her as the unknown but comforting warmth that his touch had provided her flew away.

However quickly masking her disappointment, she smiled and walked out, her steps urgent and purposeful as she made her way towards the kitchen.

Meerab walked towards the freezer and opened it. She found fish inside.

Feena feena

Meerab called out, her voice tinged with worry. She took out the fish and rushed out closing the freezer.

Ji Meerab bibi.

Feena exclaimed hearing Meerab,s calls.

Yeh fish freezer mein kya ker rahi thi? Aisa lag raha hai bahot dinon ki rakhi hai

Meerab asked, her voice gentle.

Yeh fish iss ghar mein kaise aayi. Tumhe pata nahin hai ke iss ghar mein machli nahin layi jati.

Maa begum scolded, her voice a mix of anger and fear.

Meerab looked at maa begum, her voice holding a tinge of curiosity as she asked.

Kyun maa Begum? Iss ghar mein machli Kyun nahin aati?

Maa begum looked at Meerab.

Murtasim ko fish se allergy hai uski tabiyat kharab ho jati hai fish khate hi.

Maa begum replied. Meerab,s heart raced in her chest as Murtasim,s sudden unconsciousness and now fever made sense to her.

Toh machli laya kon?

Meerab asked, her breath hitching.

Aur kon layega? Tum hi layi hogi kyunke tumne hi toh kal poocha tha ke Murtasim ko khane mein kya na pasand hai.

Haya accused looking at Meerab with furry in her eyes.

Maa begum looked at Meerab, her eyes laced with anger and disappointment as she spoke.

Mujhe andaza tha Meerab ke tum Murtasim ko pasand nahin kerti, per tum iss hadh tak chali jaogi ke usko takleef pohanchao gi yeh umeed nahin thi.

Maa Begum,s words cut though Meerab,s heart like a sharp knife. She stepped back shaking her head sideways.

Kya umeed nahin thi maa?

Murtasim asked coming downstairs.

Murtasim Meerab ne machli banai thi.

Haya exclaimed. Murtasim raised his palm in front of her indicating her to stop.

Bas ker do Haya

Murtasim exclaimed tiredly crossing his arms across his chest.

Murtasim tum theek ho na beta?

Maa begum asked worriedly. She stepped forward and touched his forehead and cheeks only to find it unusually warm.

Tumhe toh bukhar hai.

Maa begum said worriedly pulling her hand back.

Meerab.

Maa begum called out angrily. She took a step towards her but was stopped by Murtasim who stood in between them.

Maa Meerab ne jaan booj ker nahin kiya and I'm sure woh aisa kabhi nahin kerti agar usse pata hota ke mujhe fish se allergy hai.

Murtasim said, his frame shielding Meerab from maa begum,s pricking gaze.

A/N: Maine storyline hi change ker di.

Koi suboot hai ke fish Meerab ne hi banayi hai?

Murtasim asked.

Aur maan lete hain ke agar Meerab ne fish banayi bhi toh aisa konsa gunah ker dia usne

Murtasim added, his voice defensive.

Kya galat ker dia Murtasim tumhe pata hai na fish kha ker kya halat hoti hai tumhari?

Haya asked, her voice a blend of accusation and worry.

Maa agar koi cheez mujhe pasand nahin ya suit nahin hoti iska matlab yeh nahin hai ke woh bakiyon ke liye haram hai.

Murtasim said.

Meerab jo chahe ker sakti hai jaise chahe reh sakti hai, jo chahe bana sakti hai, jahan chahe ja sakti hai aur yeh haq usse main deta hoon. I hope I'm clear.

Murtasim said holding Meerab,s hand. Meerab,s heart fluttered in her chest like a caged bird hearing Murtasim. Her heart swelled with gratitude and tenderness as she gazed at him.

Maa begum maine machli nahin banayi thi aur main machli nahin layi.

Meerab said looking at maa begum, her voice laced with honesty.

Haya gulped hearing Meerab. Her heart racing in her chest as she fidled with the end of her duppata.

Aah!!!!

Murtasim held his head. Meerab, maa begum and Haya looked at him worriedly. Meerab held his upper arm.

End Of Chapter!!!

Coming up next:

Murtasim ko khane mein kya pasand hai?

Biryani, kheer aur kabab.

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