TERE BIN - Yumna Z-Wahaj Ali DT# 6 "Tum Mere Liye Sabse Zyada Imp ho" - Page 30

Originally posted by: TR_19

I can't wait for that above upcoming pictures its surely after separation and misunderstanding. Finally their love track is starting...by the look of the pace for this show its will come by next week episodes.

I also have a question does anybody knows how episode will tere bin will have?

someone said 28 but 28 doesn’t seem enough. We think we want it long but that would just include nonsensical plots. I just hope we get a satisfying end.

Originally posted by: Moonks

yeah @janeAustin

Does she care? A short story.

Murtasim paced around his room. He was thinking about what Haya had said.

Did Meerab really hate him that much?

He understood that he had been harsh with her so many times, but for her to not even care one bit after his accident left his heart with an ache he couldn’t describe.
He knew what Meerab thought of him.
The words she said when she told him she could never love him still stung in his ears.

He walked over to the small folder and opened the page of conditions where he had signed his life away. The torture of looking at his wife and not being allowed to love her in the way he wanted to, was getting more and more painful to bear.
And now it seems she had left him when he wanted her, no, when he needed her beside him more than ever.
He sat in his chair and gripping the hard leather tightly, he could feel the heat from the tears rising in his eyes. He looked up towards his Lord and finally let his tears mourn his broken heart.

Everyone in the house seemed cautious to talk to him he understood that they were worried about him so they had given him his space.
Only Haya had kept coming into his room trying to offer him food and drink which he continuously rejected. She was the last person he wanted to see. The one whose face he sought, he could only find in his dreams.

The day of removing his plaster cast from his broken arm had arrived and he insisted that he would go to the hospital by himself. Even when Maa Begum had begged to go with him he politely declined and said he was well enough to do things for himself.

As he entered the clinical room the doctor looked at him and asked with a quizzical look where his wife was? Murtasim was surprised. Why would he be asking about Meerab? He frowned at him until the doctor spoke again.

The doctor explained how Meerab had been waiting for him the night that he was brought into the ICU.
She was exhausted and in pain from her own bruises and sores but she had declined food and drink and rest until she knew he was out of danger.
He was listening intently as the doctor described that she was tearful and relieved when she found that he was over the worst.
She has spent the whole night awake worrying about him forsaking her own comforts. She had want to come into the room and see him on numerous occasions but wasn’t allowed.
She had pleaded with the doctors just to let her see him once even for a moment but was persistently declined.
He heard how she wanted to see him as he regained consciousness and was told he had called out her name but again she wasn’t allowed to enter the room, so with eyes hot and red through crying, she was taken away by her father.

He couldn’t believe what the doctor was saying. Murtasim stared at him with open eyes. Why didn’t anyone of his family tell him about this? Why was this the first time he was hearing about it?

Suddenly a glimmer of hope fluttered in his heart. Like a small plant just beginning to grow. Fragile. Delicate. But nonetheless with roots strong enough to hold it steady.
A thought. A feeling. A hope. A realisation that Meerab cared for him. That her eyes were red and warm with tears only for him.

Does this mean that she cared for him? He began to think the unthinkable. Did this mean she could possibly love him?

As his plaster cast was finally off and the bandage removed on his forehead, a small smile began to form on his face and his heart started to beat again to the rhythm of her name. Meerab. Meerab. Meerab.

It might not mean she had begun to love him as he loved her. But it was enough for him. For now he had reason to hope once again.
He looked up at the doctor, shook his hand strongly, and thanked him reverently. The doctor wished him and his wife well and smiled back, telling him that he was very lucky to have such a caring loving wife.
Murtasim smiled back at him, and this time the smile reached his eyes and twinkled.

Originally posted by: adventure_gurl

awesome story

Originally posted by: JaneAustin

thanks for tagging me on new thread. Can I repost my story here? 😳

Does she care? A short story.

Murtasim paced around his room. He was thinking about what Haya had said.

Did Meerab really hate him that much?

He understood that he had been harsh with her so many times, but for her to not even care one bit after his accident left his heart with an ache he couldn’t describe.
He knew what Meerab thought of him.
The words she said when she told him she could never love him still stung in his ears.

He walked over to the small folder and opened the page of conditions where he had signed his life away. The torture of looking at his wife and not being allowed to love her in the way he wanted to, was getting more and more painful to bear.
And now it seems she had left him when he wanted her, no, when he needed her beside him more than ever.
He sat in his chair and gripping the hard leather tightly, he could feel the heat from the tears rising in his eyes. He looked up towards his Lord and finally let his tears mourn his broken heart.

Everyone in the house seemed cautious to talk to him he understood that they were worried about him so they had given him his space.
Only Haya had kept coming into his room trying to offer him food and drink which he continuously rejected. She was the last person he wanted to see. The one whose face he sought, he could only find in his dreams.

The day of removing his plaster cast from his broken arm had arrived and he insisted that he would go to the hospital by himself. Even when Maa Begum had begged to go with him he politely declined and said he was well enough to do things for himself.

As he entered the clinical room the doctor looked at him and asked with a quizzical look where his wife was? Murtasim was surprised. Why would he be asking about Meerab? He frowned at him until the doctor spoke again.

The doctor explained how Meerab had been waiting for him the night that he was brought into the ICU.
She was exhausted and in pain from her own bruises and sores but she had declined food and drink and rest until she knew he was out of danger.
He was listening intently as the doctor described that she was tearful and relieved when she found that he was over the worst.
She has spent the whole night awake worrying about him forsaking her own comforts. She had want to come into the room and see him on numerous occasions but wasn’t allowed.
She had pleaded with the doctors just to let her see him once even for a moment but was persistently declined.
He heard how she wanted to see him as he regained consciousness and was told he had called out her name but again she wasn’t allowed to enter the room, so with eyes hot and red through crying, she was taken away by her father.

He couldn’t believe what the doctor was saying. Murtasim stared at him with open eyes. Why didn’t anyone of his family tell him about this? Why was this the first time he was hearing about it?

Suddenly a glimmer of hope fluttered in his heart. Like a small plant just beginning to grow. Fragile. Delicate. But nonetheless with roots strong enough to hold it steady.
A thought. A feeling. A hope. A realisation that Meerab cared for him. That her eyes were red and warm with tears only for him.

Does this mean that she cared for him? He began to think the unthinkable. Did this mean she could possibly love him?

As his plaster cast was finally off and the bandage removed on his forehead, a small smile began to form on his face and his heart started to beat again to the rhythm of her name. Meerab. Meerab. Meerab.

It might not mean she had begun to love him as he loved her. But it was enough for him. For now he had reason to hope once again.
He looked up at the doctor, shook his hand strongly, and thanked him reverently. The doctor wished him and his wife well and smiled back, telling him that he was very lucky to have such a caring loving wife.
Murtasim smiled back at him, and this time the smile reached his eyes and twinkled.

Originally posted by: Roroo

love love love it reading it again

Originally posted by: ABBY_JERAN

Watch jo bichar gaye

Maya and Wahaj are just exceptional there together

JBG is a masterpiece......all the 3 leads maya wahaj and talha did fantastic job.....even the supporting cast is so good....wahaj is exceptional as rumi ❤....i became his fan after JBG 🙌

Already new thread 😮😮 maine toh last waale mei ache se attendance bhi nahi di. I cannot cope up with this super speed 😭😭

Thanks Sera for the tag. Amazing job on the first page again. What a beautiful idea to compile all the FFs in one post 🤩🤩

But please tell me if i missed anything important? Koi new promo/bts/ya script leak?? Agar kuch hai toh pls share the post again.😳

Originally posted by: reshamc

Already new thread 😮😮 maine toh last waale mei ache se attendance bhi nahi di. I cannot cope up with this super speed 😭😭

Thanks Sera for the tag. Amazing job on the first page again. What a beautiful idea to compile all the FFs in one post 🤩🤩

But please tell me if i missed anything important? Koi new promo/bts/ya script leak?? Agar kuch hai toh pls share the post again.😳

U missed 2 of my epic posts

Wow I m shocked at the back lash over the interview

I m internally grateful to Hassan for bringing them together when the iron is hot

Would have loved to see Ahmed with parizaad cast like this but as wahaj very rightfully said ...AAA THINKS TOO MUCH

We missed out on the parizaad craze just coz AAA just shut himself in

I would have loved to see AAA and Yumna and other parizaad girls together in a joint interview but I very much doubt it would ever happen

AAA was flooded with offers after parizaad which he all rejected

He is also going the Zahid and Fawad and ganza Abbasi way of becoming too popular and stay at home gradually becoming Buddha actor

Wahaj and Yumna are making hay while the sun shines as for actors age also matter......

I m happy they did Tere bin after a bakhtawar and jo bichar gaye

I have seen many interviews with Hassan with solo actors but they aren't even 1% fun compared to today's interview

It's so so so much more fun when 2 actors come

Why do we always have to be so over scrutinizing over everything

There wasn't a single uncomfortable or unnecessarily masala Daar moment in the interview for which we have to raise eyebrows

It was just 2 people basking on the glory of Tere bin and making us a part of it

CHILL GUYS

STOP OVER REACTING

There was backlash on the interview 😮😮😮 kyu bhai?? I thought it was lovely. Fun and frivolous...nothing deep to discuss or analyse.

I am sure people took issue on Yumna vs Hania. Uffff this Twitter is too much sometimes. They don't know how to enjoy things 😒

Originally posted by: Madhuilove

yeh dekho 👄👄👄👄👄👄👄❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Never felt so happy looking at my own wedding pics :-)

Hope this is indeeed TB pics not some dish soap advertisement or Ramadan spl.

But sher in Red kurta is like public announcement Murtasim style I am in love 🥰