"Daneen"

"Ji ami"
(Yes Mother)

"Yahan aao"
(Come here)

Placing the medicine in the drawer she turned and looked at her mother, walking towards her she sat on the bed beside her releasing a tired sigh. Asma looked at her daughter closely, she could clearly see the tiredness on her face. She had dark circles under her eyes speaking of her sleepless nights.

"Naraz ho mujh se"
(Are you upset with me?)

"Nahi"
(No)

She shook her head and looked down at her hands in her lap, biting her bottom lip. 
Asma sighed and placed a hand on her cheek softly.

"Mai janti hun tum Azghaan se shadi nahi karna chahti thi, par beta pata nahi meray pas kitna waqt hai"

(I know you didn't want to marry Azghaan, but i don't know how much time i have left)

"Ami please aisy mat kagein"
(Please don't say this)

Daneen pleaded with her, taking a hold of her hands she kissed them. She only had her mother in her life and she couldn't bear the thought of losing her.

"Tumharay baba kisi aur ko passand karty thay, wo mujh se shadi nahi karna chahte thay. "

(Your father liked someone else, he didn't want to marry me)

Daneen didn't show any emotion. Her father didn't mean anything to her. He  became of no importance when he left them for another. Asma didn't talked about her husband in front if her because she knew Daneen hated talking about him.

"Agar hamari shadi nahi chal saki to iska ye matlab nahi hai ke tumhari bhi nahi ho gi"

(If our marriage didn't work out doesn't mean same will be the case with yours)

"Azghaan bohat acha hai, tumsay bohat pyar karta hai"

(Azghaan is very nice guy, he loves you a lot)

"Aap so jaein"
(You should sleep)

She placed a kiss on her forehead and got up from bed. Turning off the lights she walked out of the room.

Walking towards his room she felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, that she felt now everytime he was close to her. Turning the knob she entered in the room. He looked at her from the bed where he was sitting busy on his laptop.

She walked towards her wardrobe ignoring him and took out a simple shalwar kameez and went to bathroom to change. When she cane out, Azghaan called her.

"Dani"

She looked at him but didn't speak a word.

"Movei dekhein gi meray sath ? "
( Fancy watching a movie with me)

He asked her who was now applying lotion on her hands. She rolled her eyes and placed the bottle of lotion on the vanity table and walked towards her side of the bed, placing her dupatta on one side she laid down with her back towards him.

"Biwi ban kar zayada hi nakhray karne lagi hein"

He mumbled looking at her back.

"Kya kaha hai? "
(What did you just say)

She quickly sat up and turned towards him. He looked wide eyed at her and shook his head.

"Kuch nahi"
(Nothing at all)

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He combed his hair and looked at the tie on the chair. He huffed and then quickly turned around looking at her. She was sitting on the bed with a book in her hands. He was getting late for office, today he woke up very late. Picking the tie in his hands he walked towards her.

"Ye bandh dein zara"
(Please tie this)

She looked up from her book at him and then at the tie in his hands. She wanted to turn him down but then deciding against it she stood up and took the tie from his hands. She knew he didn't know how to do it.

A smile graced her pink lips when she remembered how he used to fuss all the time when he was in college. He hated the tie so much that one time he put it on fire just because he couldn't tie a knot perfectly.

"Kis baat pe muskra rahi hein? "
(What are you smiling about?)

She looked at his face and quickly averted her eyes.

"Roz tie lagaty ho? "
(Do you wear a tie everyday?)

He looked at her dainty hands working perfectly on his tie.

"Nahi pehle nahi lagata tha"
(No i didn't used to before)

"To ab kiyu laga rahy ho? "
(Then why are you doing it now?)

He smiled at her question and replied in a soft voice. His eyes stuck on her face.

"Ab aap agayi hein na meray pas"
(Now you're here with me)

His hands snaked around her waist and he pulled her closer to him. She gasped and looked at him. His eyes were burning with an emotion she still wasn't used to seeing in his eyes. His fingers lightly stroked her cheek.

"I love you "

He mumbled and leaned down to place a passionate kiss on her forehead. With one last look at her he left the room. While she stood there with a heavy heart.

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She placed the kettle on stove and washed the dishes waiting for the water to boil for her tea. She was early riser, she loved getting up early in the morning and enjoying her tea in the peaceful silence of morning.

After checking upon her mother she cane downstairs and made breakfast for herself and her grandmother. Before Daneen came here the maid used to prepare her breakfast but after coming here Daneen took the responsibility of everything regarding her grandmother.

"Daneen beta, Azghaan chala gya office? "
(Daneen, did Azghaan went to office?)

Daneen who was lost in her lost gasped when she heard a voice behind her. Turning around she saw his mother, who was taking out something from the fridge.

"Apne mujhe dara hi diya tha Tayi Ami"
(You scared me Aunt)

She chuckled and turned off the stove. Taking a hold of the kettle she poured the water in the cup and placed a tea bag in it.

"Kya keh rahi thein aap? "
(What were you saying? )

"Mai poch rahi thi Azghaan chala gya office? Tumhary Taya to kab ke chalay gaye hein. "

(I was asking did Azghaan went to office? Your uncle has gone already)

She stiffened at her question. It had been two weeks since they got married, apart from sharing a room nothing changed between them. The first week was very hard for her. Her mother was ill and she also had to keep a facade that she was happy in front of everyone. It was difficult for her to adapt to the sudden changes.

"Mai dekhti hun ussay"
(I'll check on him)

She placed her mug back on the shelf top and went upstairs to check on him.

Azghaan didn't bother her much, maybe he was giving her some time to adjust to everything. Although she hadn't accepted him properly as her husband but she knew there was no going back. He was her husband and it was hard reality and she had to accept it whether she wanted or not.

When she went in their room she found him fast asleep, curled in comforter.

"Azghaan"

She called him softly but he didn't even move a bit. She frowned and walked towards him. Placing a hand on his shoulder she shaked him lightly.

"Azghaan wake up"

She placed a hand on his forehead which was burning up with fever. She sat on the bed beside him and called him again, and he hummed in response tiredly.

She quickly went downstairs and came with a bowl of luke warm water and face towel. After half an hour his fever went down a little bit. She had already told the maid to prepare some chicken soup for him.

Shaking him she tried to wake him up after much after he tiredly opened his eyes. Giving him support she made him sit. After feeding him soup with her hands she gave him medicine and covered him with comforter again so he could sleep properly.

Daneen went downstairs for spend some time with her grandmother and when she came to check on him he was still sleeping. And he slept till evening.

He ate dinner with everyone and wemt to his room early. When Daneen cane in the room the lights were off. She thought he was sleeping so she didn't wanted to disturb him. Taking off her dupatta she placed it on the sofa and laid down. With a thought she turned around and placed her hand on his forehead to check his fever.

But her wrist was caught before she could pull her hand away. And in a flash he was on top of her. She breathed heavily and looked at his face which was slightly visible.

She felt him leaning down and then felt his lips on her neck which sent bursts of current to every cell in her body. She placed her hands on his shoulder to push him away but he didn't move a bit. She felt her body tingling when it came in contact with his.

He placed his lips near her mouth and she felt her breath stopping.

"Azghaan ye kya kar rahay ho? "
(What are you doing Azghaan?)

She asked him breathlessly. He pulled his face away from hers and looked in her eyes.

"Pyar kar raha hun"
(I am making love)

Just with that sentence she felt her resolve slipping away.

The moment their lips met she forgot everything but the feel of his lips on hers. The feel of his tongue slipping inside her mouth. The union brought a pleasure all over her body.

With every layer of clothing her walls came crashing down.

She woke up with a strange feeling. The room was still dark, but she now could see everything because of the light coming from the lamp on her side. She clutched the sheets on chest and sat up on the bed. Looking to her right she found him sleeping on his stomach, his bare back on display.

Their state told her everything that transpired between them last night. She placed a hand on her mouth and breathed harshly. Getting up from the bed she went in the bathroom and after cleaning up she left the room before he woke up.

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