Pretending It Doesn't Hurt

7

----Saajida's POV ---

Several weeks had passed since we got married. I'm suprised that we are still together.

I'd be lying if I said I was still at the point where I wanted to kill him. I mean, I still don't want to be his wife but at least it's less worse than before.

"Hey, tum teek toh ho na?" Manav questioned.

"Ya, I'm fine,"I said.

"You don't look fine,"he said.

Funny, Hussain said the same thing this morning.

"Go talk to the boss and go home,"he said.

"I'm completely fine,"I said.

"If you don't go, then I'll go for you,"he said.

"Okay, I'll go,"I said.

I went and told the boss and was given a leave.

I went home and honestly all I wanted to do was lay down. Hussain wasn't home, should I take the bed? Will he get mad?

I'm not in the mood to fight. I just changed and switched into my PJs. I went and fell asleep on the couch.

I don't know how many hours passed by before I was awoken, by a hand on my forehead.

Someone's probably checking to see if I'm warm. It's probably his mom.

I opened my eyes and was suprised to find him there instead.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"I'm okay," I said.

I really was in mood to fight.

"Tum bed par kyu nahi lahthi?" He asked.

"Woh, I didn't want you to get mad. Aur mera mood nahi hai larna ka,"I said.

He laughed at that.

"Come on, you need to lay there,"he said.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Ya, come on,"he said.

I went and layed there.

"Do you want eat something or drink something?" He asked.

"Why are you acting like you care?" I asked.

That suprised both of us.

"You can say no,"he said.

"Fine then, no I don't,"I said.

He left after that. Maybe I did have it in me to ruin this.