It's a TereBin fanfic that will follow the events from the start of Episode 58.
This story will follow the OG TereBin and how events would have progressed as Meerab returned home.
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Meerab slowly stirred in her sleep when the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting gentle shadows across the room. She was lying on her side, her face facing the wall when she moved her hand and instinctively reached over her stomach searching for the warmth of Murtasim's hand that had rested over her waist the whole night while they slept but her quest yielded nothing instead, she felt cold empty space beside her. She opened her eyes and a pang of worry fluttered in her chest as she glanced towards Meesam's crib, only to find it vacant as well.
Swiftly changing her position, Meerab sat up in bed, her heart racing with concern. But as she turned towards Murtasim's side of the bed, her eyes widened in delight at the heartwarming scene unfolding before her.
There, near the entrance of their bedroom, stood Murtasim, cradling Meesam in his arms with a tender embrace, her small form nestled against his chest. He held her carefully, her head resting in the crook of his arm close to his chest while his same hand went under her bottom holding her tiny body close to his chest and his other hand held her bottle to her mouth. His gentle voice, laced with affection, filled the room as he bounced her up and down slowly, soothing her with comforting words.
The room was bathed in a soft, golden glow from the lamps alongside the rays of sunlight that seeped in from the open curtains, creating a serene atmosphere. Meesam, with her eyes closed, looked peaceful, her tiny hands curled against her chest in contentment.
