The first festival

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Farjaad and Umeed's life after their marriage was nothing less than a fairytale itself. Even though they had some disagreements and nok jhoks but they sorted it out. A relationship is healthy with efforts from both sides  and that's what both of them were doing. And the love between those two was getting stronger with each passing day.

Celebrating happiness and joy together, standing with each other in sorrows, motivating each other when demotivated, being the number one cheerleader for their partner. Taking care of each other, worried about work overloads, improper eating habits. That's all what they have been doing ever since they fell in love.

Life was going on in a beautiful way. Ramadan came, the first one after their marriage. Both of them helped each other make sehri as Farjaad had made a tradition to give an off to the househelp for this month as they go back to their native homes to spend this time of the year with their loved ones full of blessings and joy. Umeed got to know that Farjaad likes to eat omelette in sehri with a cup of milkshake and a little paratha and Farjaad learned that his wife has no specific preference the sehri depends on her mood. One day she would say that she'll eat what he'll eat but the other day she will say that she will just have some toast and a cup of tea. Umeed loved the chai made by her husband he's now an expert of the house so whenever Umeed wants to have tea Farjaad makes two cups one for her and one for his mom. The saas-bahu duo is now the best friends forever duo usually teaming up and roasting Farjaad on the dining table. And Farjaad sulking and missing his forever defender his sister. Mimi video calls them at their sehri time as she studies at that time and virtually accompanies her family. That was their tradition of sehri the whole Ramadan which also had Umeed gulping glasses of water last minute before the time is up and Farjaad asking her to slow down and that she ain't a camel who'll store this water in her hump for the day. Umeed retorted to him then

"Aap to rehne dein Farjaad. Tanki fill karna zaroori hota hy"

This made Niggo laugh her lungs out and Farjaad looking at Umeed in wonder before saying.

"Ok wifey aap karein tanki fill hum kon hote hein kuch kehne wale"

In result of which Umeed pulled his cheeks and said

"That's my man"

And he blushed. Making Umeed smirk and Niggo giggle. Seeing her grown adult son blushing whenever his wife says something swoony was not in her  wildest dreams.

At iftari Umeed and Niggo collaborated to make the dishes they've assigned to each other while Farjaad comes home late so they let him rest. Umeed loves samosas and pakoras and whenever she tries to feed some to her husband he denies saying that his skin will have acne if he eats those oily things. Shaking her head Umeed usually leaves him be and starts savouring her yummy delicacies.

Umeed's café opens at sehri and iftari and Chachu asked her that he'll manage that and that she should stay at home and help. Umeed agreed to him as she also thought that her first Ramadan at the Khan Bahadur house should be more special and she should be giving more attention. Farjaad also cut his office hours short as he tried to get Umeed accustomed to the routine.

Ramadan passed away quickly with them cashing opportunities to bond with each others loved ones, making sehri iftari together, praying together, going out with Haya and Sameer at suhoor and iftars. Umeed loved the Ramadan like none other before. Same was the case with Farjaad he loved this month and now with her by his side, he loves this month more and more. Every day while offering tahajjud Farjaad thanked Allah for bringing this sunshine girl in his dark and colourless life.

It was the 29th roza and Farjaad and Umeed were making Sehri together. Niggo left to meet Mimi as she wanted to spend Eid with her so that she won't feel homesick and left out without her family. Umeed's mood was gloomy today Farjaad noticed it since she woke up. Her body language gives that away. Whenever she's lazy to move, her lips pouty, sighing time to time Farjaad understood that something is going on in his little wife's mind. When she was frying the omelette Farjaad wrapped her in his arms from behind resting his chin on the dip of her neck. He sighed and said

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