Sorry for late update..
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Just a simple one shot on our beloved musjeena ❤️🤌
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It was a chilly Sunday afternoon, and Mustafa and Sharjeena were looking forward to a cozy time together. Mustafa, with a smile, set up their wedding video on the LCD screen, his fingers hovering over the remote. He called out to Sharjeena from the living room, "Sharjeena, yaar jaldi ajao video start hone wali hai"
From the kitchen, Sharjeena’s voice echoed back, "Kya hai yaar arahi hoon, bas do minute!.." She was busy preparing a small snack for them. Soon enough, she appeared in the doorway, a tray in her hands with two cups of tea and a plate of snacks. She walked over, carefully placing the tray on the table, and settled next to Mustafa on the soft, cozy mattress ....
The air was cold, so Mustafa immediately covered her with a warm blanket, making sure she was snug.... She smiled up at him, her cheeks rosy from the kitchen warmth, and handed him one of the cups of tea...
"Thank you 😊" Mustafa said, his eyes twinkling. Sharjeena just leaned in a little closer and put her head on his shoulder as they both faced the screen. The soft sound of their wedding video began to play, filling the room with memories....
As the video played, Mustafa couldn’t help but giggle. He pointed at his own face on the screen, “Kitna hawanak muh banaya hua hai maine ....” His laughter filled the room.
Sharjeena chuckled and playfully nudged him. “Mujhe bhi to dekho kitni khoi khoi lag rahi hoon..aise jaise koi gun point py shadi karwa Raha ho 🤭." she teased, making fun of her own appearance back then....
Mustafa bursts into laughter, and Sharjeena chuckles too..... Mustafa, still laughing, nudges her.
Mustafa:
"Mujhe to hansi aa rahi hai, waise yeh video jab humare bachay dekhenge to Kya sochengy Hahaha...."
As Mustafa laughs, Sharjeena lets out a soft giggle too, but her expression changes ... She looks up at him with teary eyes, and Mustafa notices, his laughter halting.
Mustafa:
concerned
"Sharjeena? Kya hua?"
Sharjeena doesn’t say anything. Instead, she moves closer and wraps her arms around him, her tears flowing freely now. Mustafa is startled at first, unsure of what’s happening....
Mustafa:
worried
"Kya hua? Maine kuch galat bol diya kya?"
Sharjeena:
softly, with tears in her eyes
"Nahi 🥹 bas... woh..."
She doesn’t finish the sentence, but the weight of her unspoken words hangs in the air. Mustafa, sensing her pain, softly caresses her back as he tries to understand.
Mustafa:
gentle
"Mujhe pata hai tum kya feel kar rahi ho... Humne is bare mein kabhi baat nahi ki, aur main janta hoon tum darti ho iss bare mein baat karne se… par aaj mein chahta hoon ke hum khul kar baat karein."
Sharjeena looks up at him, her tear-streaked face searching his eyes for understanding. Mustafa holds her gaze, nodding slowly, giving her the permission to release the emotions she's been carrying....
Mustafa:
softly
"Aaj hum apne dil ki baatein karte hain, Sharjeena..."
At the mention of the miscarriage, the deep pain that Sharjeena has buried for so long surfaces. She starts crying harder, the tears flowing freely as her body shakes with the weight of the grief.... Mustafa gently pulls her into his embrace, holding her close.
