MUHAFIZ

-21

Author pov

Sidharth missed that silence in room which was comforting and peaceful because they had each other. They wanted nothing more. Just their breathing voice could be heard. Sidharth craved for that sukoon again which only came when she was in his arms. Her absence is like curse to him. Man who has always been pulled together was shattered. He always questioned why do people exaggerate and say they can't breath if their loved once's are separated. Now that he has experienced this feeling he gets it

He turn his head to look around his room , which was eating hum. He hates living here. Give him back those days when she was with him. Deep sigh left his mouth as he lay on his cold bed and closed his eyes. He was reminded of time when his thumb rubbed against her neck's skin in gentle manner as he has her face cupped. She looks at him with innocent eyes and peace on her mind

"Aren't you uncomfortable in these clothes?" She asked innocent questions. Genuinely being concerned since he doesn't sleep in his western clothes because of their fitting. It makes him uncomfortable

"Tum kaho toh utar doon." Her cheeks heat up. She didn't mean it in that way but whom she was kidding really

"Rehne den." She turns with smile, facing him her back. He groans but didn't complain and just hugged her from behind before burying his face in her shoulder "Mir-sahab na karen mein keh yahi hoon apko-Ahh-Nahi!" She giggles at his attempt to tickle her

He hates that sun had to rise and with that their time together came to end. She left for college while he was sleeping. He woke up in empty bed with just her fragrance lingering around. Sidharth opened his eyes and stared at ceiling he wants to see her again. What to do? She only came to her normal self thinking he won't remember anything, now she won't even let him step into her house. He wasn't one of those gundas (gabool) who just dash into their partner's house and threatens them to get back together. He respects boundaries or he likes to believe that he does

He opened his phone and came across what's app message from bajwa. There was photo. Photo of his newborn baby girl. She has cutest little baby he has ever seen with green eyes. Adorable. She has name tag around her tinny wrist Shehnaaz. He asked bajwa to name his daughter after his wife because, Sidharth wants shehnaaz to come out as blessing for person who has been reason his wife has lost most. Kill them with kindness. Whenever bajwa will call his daughter he will have sense of guilt towards Shehnaaz. He will suffer and will be remind of how much of bastard he is

Everything aside. Bajwa's daughter is freaking cute. God, now he badly want daughters. One isn't enough. He want them to be like his wife so people could see what made him fall in love harder with that beautiful woman. He's manifesting for them to have same hair as her. Phone ringing annoyed him because he was in middle of creating scenarios with his daughters. He was called to reminded that he has to attend winning party tonight

"I'm not in mood." He says

"Sochlo I'm at your wife's university for some work and soch raha hoon unko bhi invitation doon alag se." Junior gabool smirked and that worked. Sidharth sits up immediately hearing that. Gabool had already knew that Mir shah won't come to winning party and that was disadvantage to them, so he had to think what will make shah wants to happily be there

"Don't you dare even look at her."

"Achaa I'll wear goggles." This piece of shit. Sidharth takes deep breath