He was never too keen on the idea of having children or atleast he never explicitly discussed it. But he would give her anything she wanted. There was still so much to him Arzoo did not know. From their forced marriage to discovering the real Sahir to falling deeply and madly in love with him. But somehow she was aware that her love could never match up to his. The way he looked at her, like she was his center of gravity. The touch of his hands, his warm breath, or simply when their shoulders brushed reminded her of how much he loved her. He wanted to give her everything, he was constantly trying to repent for the suffering she had experienced in life, due to him or otherwise.
Last night was their second wedding anniversary and as a gift she asked him for a promise that he give her one wish, a rain check so that when the time comes she could ask him for something. His reply, "even if it is my life, you need not ask."
She was five weeks pregnant, she hadn't told him that she missed her periods, she wanted to keep it a surprise. It was so hard to keep this secret but now she couldn't wait another second. She was headed straight home it was almost dinner time and she knew he would be back soon.
As the car pulled up into the driveway she rushed out the car. His car was already in the driveway, but there was also another car that she didn't recognize. Strange she thought to herself. But quickly she pulled the pregnancy report with the sonography printouts stapled neatly in the corner all tucked into a pink folder.
She paced towards her room, as she got near she heard an unfamiliar voice coming from her room. She opened the door to find Sahir standing in the middle of the room. He was enveloped in the arms of a girl. She didn't recognize her but her blood boiled. How dare she touch her man. This was her husband, only she had the right to his touch. But before she could ask any questions Kurti Appa stormed into the room.
"Zeenat my darling" she screamed causing her to release Sahir who suddenly became aware of Arzoo's presence. He saw the tears that were threatening to flood her eyes. Guilt swept him and he felt an animal rage growing inside. His hand reached out to her...
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Hey Guys, I haven't been writing a lot lately but this just popped into my head so I wanted to see if it was worth a shot. Let me know if anyone is interested in reading more. I would only like to write more if a decent amount of people are genuinely interested. Love Bell
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