Love starts after Nikkah

Chapter 22-Love In Air

"Long time, Zarina." Saba said with a forced smile while her anxious
orbs went toward the end of the hallway where washrooms were
present.
She shook her hand, while her mind was a whirlwind of different
thoughts.
"How is life treating you?" Zarina asked with a smile at which Saba
gulped.
"Yeah, good."
Her orbs again went toward the washroom side and it skipped a beat.
Sahir was coming toward them.
"That's great! What are you doing nowadays?"
Sahir had come near them and was looking at Saba with quizzical
orbs. Zarina also looked toward him and then shifted her gaze toward
Saba.
"He is my husband. And she is my friend." Saba said at which Sahir
gave a smile to Zarina.
It was the first time he was introduced as a husband, and it seemed really odd.
"School friend, Saba! Give a proper introduction of mine!" Zarina
said in an excited tone and greeted Sahir.
He nodded his head and excused himself at which Saba took a deep
sigh.
"It was nice to meet you, Zarina. But I have to go. We will meet some
other day." She said while stepping toward the shop where Sahir had
gone.
"Saba."
She turned her head toward Zarina who had serious expressions now.
"Grow up now. School years have past now. We are mature, and
should move forward in life."
Flashes of her lonely self in the school classrooms and grounds came
in front of her orbs.
"Some parts of us don't grow, unfortunately! And, a thing which
is little for someone can be huge for another person."
She said and stepped toward the shop where Sahir was present,
leaving Zarina behind.
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There was the noise of cutlery in the silent dining room of home.
"What have you bought today?" Mrs. Amna asked Saba while
chewing her rice.
"Nothing! Everything was too expensive!" She replied carelessly
while eating her rice.
"Why? How much pocket money Sahir is giving you?" Mrs. Amna
asked at which Mr. Sikandar also saw them.
Saba bit her lip at the question, and looked nervously toward Sahir.
Sahir was shocked at the question and saw Saba.
"Why are you looking at her? If she doesn't take money from you
then it doesn't mean that you will not give her. It is your
responsibility. " There was anger in Mrs. Amna's tone.
"I.... I don't give importance to this point Mom. But now I will give
her money and be careful in this matter." It was the best answer he
could think of.
"What do you mean that you don't give importance to this point! It is
her right that you should take care of her basic needs."
This time Mr. Sikandar was saying.
"Remember one thing my Son! When a Man at the time of Nikkah
says that "He accepts' ', It means that he is saying that he accepts the
responsibility of providing for his wife, loving her and protecting
her! And you also have done the same thing Sahir. So accept every
responsibility of Saba."
Mr. Sikandar was saying these lines at which blush crept on Saba's
cheeks. She was so ashamed that she had no courage to speak and to
see in the direction of Sahir.
Sahir was biting his lip. He didn't want to argue with parents and
deep down he knew that he was not totally innocent in this matter.
"Saba, you should frankly tell him how much pocket money you
want. This is your right and never hesitate to take your right!"
Mrs. Amna said at which she nodded her head.
Her gaze involuntarily went toward Sahir who was also gazing at her.
They both tore eye contact and turned it toward the plates.
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She was reluctant to go in the room. It was not that she was afraid of
Sahir, but just was embarrassed due to the whole situation. She even
prayed her Isha prayer in the lounge. Mr. Sikandar and Mrs. Amna
were in their room and Sahir was also in his room. Now Saba sat on
the couch to gather her courage.
In the room, Sahir was waiting for Saba. When after a long time, she
did not come, then Sahir came out of the room and stood near the
reiling to see what she was doing. She was sitting at the front couch
and Sahir could see her confused expressions.
"Uff! This girl has to get confused in every situation!"
He said to himself while gazing at the girl.
"Saba! " He called out.
"Yes! " Saba answered and looked in an upward direction.
"Come in the room! It is already too late! " He said in an inflexible
tone.
Saba stood from the couch and started to move toward the stairs with
a slow pace. She entered the room and saw Sahir standing in between
it. He had crossed his arms on his chest and was staring at her.
"Where were you?" He asked.
"I was in the lounge praying my namaz!" She replied in a low voice.
"Hmm… So, how much pocket money do you want? " He asked
while stepping toward the cupboard.
Saba bit her lip at his words.
"I don't want any pocket money. I can earn money, so I don't need
someone else's money."
She replied firmly while seeing toward him.
"Another stupid decision." He said with a sigh at which she became
confused.
"Saba, please sit." He said, pointing toward the couch.
"Taking money from me is your right. And, a person should never
abandon their rights. Even though you are earning, you still should
take pocket money from me."
She nodded her head while gazing at him who was going toward the
home office. After a while, he came back with some notes in his
hand.
"Take this money, Saba! " He extended his hand toward her.
"These are too many. I can't take this much money."
She said with rounded orbs. Frustration took over his being and he took her hand and put the money on it!
"You should take this money with full confidence. You should know
your rights and you should claim them and remain confident not
guilty!"
Sahir was standing near her and was saying with a scolded tone. She
gazed at their hands and then gazed at his face which was so near to
her.
They maintained eye contact for some moments and then he stepped
back from her.
"Spend this money as you want. They are yours now."
He said and turned toward the bed. Saba gazed at his back, gazed at
the money and a smile etched on her face. Heart bloomed with
happiness, and hope pumped in her veins.
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"Welcome to my channel. Today we are going to discuss…. Umm.
No!"
Frustration took over her being as she deleted the recording on slide.
She was recording a YouTube video for her channel, but lack of
confidence was making her delete the recording again and again.
"Bismillah!"
She murmured and again started the recording.
Gazing at the script in front of her, she said it in a go with the right
connotation and pronunciation.
Taking a deep sigh, she listened to the recording.
As expected, it seemed horrible in the beginning. But the
pronunciation, pitch and flow was right so she went on another slide
in Canva.
After an hour, she succeeded in recording one YouTube video on
Canva.
After getting relaxed from it, she went toward the bed, switched off
the lights and slid into the covers to have a nap.
Sahir entered his house and saw Mrs. Amna in the lounge.
"Assalam o Alaikum!"
"Walaikum Assalam. Sahir, where is Saba? '' Mrs. Amna asked.
"Mom, I think she is still in university. Maybe enjoying the time with
friends. " He replied carelessly, and yawned.
"Ok! You are right. You must go and sleep for a while." Mrs. Amna
saw at which he lazily nodded his head.
He opened the door of his room and entered it. The atmosphere of the
room is so sleepy so he did not switch on the lights. He just took off
his shoes and socks, closed the door, and sat on his bed. Thin ray of
sunlight was coming into this room, illuminating a bit of it.
The duvet was already spread on the bed.
"Why is it here?"
The thought came into his mind but he ignored it and lay on the bed
as its body was aching.
While sliding into the duvet, a fragrance came into his nostrils.
"This is the fragrance of Saba! "
He thought and unintentionally put his hand on the other side of the
bed. A shriek erupted from the other side.
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She got disturbed in her sleep. She felt someone come near her. But
she rejected that thought in her sleep. But then, her senses started to
awake and she felt someone's fragrance. Before she could open her
eyes and understand the situation, she felt someone's hand on her
chest and she shrieked.
Two side lamps were switched on at the same moment, and they both
gazed at each other with slightly apart lips and wide opened eyes.
Saba was astonished at the situation and was not able to understand
the situation. The atmosphere of the room was sleepy. Whole room
was dark and only lamp lights were there. That light was reflecting
on their faces. Her orbs were pink and there was redness on her
cheeks too.
Sahir was gazing at the beauty in front of him who was confused, red
and astonished.
"Umm.. Sorry, I really don't know that you are sleeping here."
He tore his gaze from the sleeping beauty in front of him and spoke.
Saba suddenly stood from the bed and started looking for her dupatta.
Her mind was numbed and she was unable to find something in the
dark.
A smile etched on Sahir's face at her foolishness.
"Saba, First switch on the light. In such darkness, you can't find
anything. " He said with an amused tone.
In reply, he listened to her "sorry" in a weak and sleepy voice.
She quickly moved toward the switch board, and within seconds, the
whole room was bathed with lights and Saba hurriedly moved toward
the couch where her dupatta was present. She was in loose trousers
and shirt while her long black hair was lying on her back.
Sahir's gaze was on the innocent beauty and she was getting embarrassed under his gaze.
"I thought that you would not come till night." She murmured while
sitting on the couch.
"Yes! But I just got tired, so I came home to sleep for two hours.
After that, I have to go again."
Saba nodded while her gaze did not meet him.
"When you came back from university?"
"Almost two hours ago. I recorded a YouTube video, and then went
to sleep." She replied.
"Ahan! On which topic?"
She raised her gaze to see the glint in his orbs. A smile etched on her
face.
"Personal branding"
A smile etched on his face, and they both gazed at each other for a
few seconds.
"Should I switch off the lights? You want to sleep? " She asked.
"Yes, Please switch it off." He said while lying back on bed.
She came out of the room and closed the door. Sahir was lying on the
bed and looking toward the window.
The scenes of a recent incident came to mind. The beauty and
innocence of Saba, she was so confused that she didn't meet his gaze.
The blend of her foolishness, strong personality and shyness made
her personality unique.
A smile etched on his face, and happiness flooded in his veins. He
closed his eyes, and flashes of Saba's face came in front of them.
Pure love, which comes from Heaven and with the permission of
Allah, had come to conquer Sahir's heart. A small plant of love grew
in his heart.