Her blood pressure was high, seems like she was taking tension about something but what?
Daniyal sees off the doctor to the door and again went to his wife, who was laying on their king-size bed.
Putting the white comforter to her waist, Daniyal sat beside her and held her forehead in his hand, she also had a fever. Although, the doctor gave her a shot, but Daniyal was still scared for her and his baby.
He felt her moving which made him sit straight.
Hafsa slowly opened her eyes and looked around confusingly.
"Hafsa, are you okay?" Daniyal held her hand in his and asked.
"Huh?" Hafsa was still confused, but looking at Daniyal's face, all the event of the evening and last few months fall in her mind which made her removed her hand from his grip harshly.
"I.. I am fine..." Telling him, she tried to sit up.
"Be careful." Daniyal didn't notice her bitter behavior and helped her in sitting.
Neither he noticed her wet eyes.
"Your blood pressure was high," Daniyal informed her when she sat up properly and looks at her.
Even in this weak state, her hair loosely falling on her face and her face as pale as a sheet, she manages to look beautiful, like a princess. But there was a uncertainty on her face too.
"Hafsa! Did something happen? You look tense." Daniyal asked her.
Hafsa looked into his eyes, wanting to ask why he is worried about her? When all day he was with another girl.
But couldn't. She couldn't bring herself to question him. She was scared of the answer.
What if that girl was his- her heart stops by this mare thought, she wouldn't able to accept this reality.
"Hafsa?" When she didn't reply to him, Daniyal called her and tightened his grip on her hand.
"Yeah? I am okay..." She manages to whisper.
•••
In the dim light of her room, Hafsa looked at Daniyal's sleeping face, he was peacefully sleeping after dinner while Hafsa's peace was missing.
As her eyes trale to his face, she recalled his smiling face.
She was his wife and Daniyal was never this free or lively with her.
She felt a pang in her heart, as her gaze froze on his face.
She was looking at him as if seeing him for the first time.
She remembers it very well when she saw Daniyal Malik for the first time, like it happened yesterday.
•••
Flashback*
Hafsa Siddiqui was the only daughter of Ubaid Siddiqui.
Ubaid Siddiqui was a businessman whose office Daniyal Malik used to work.
Ubaid Siddiqui always used to praise Daniyal Malik's hard work and sincerity, the first time Hafsa saw Daniyal was also her first day at the office.
"Daniyal, Can you show Hafsa around?" Hafsa was in her father's cabin when Daniyal entered there.
Dressed in simple pant and shirt, Daniyal Malik still had an aura which can make anyone stop and stare. He wasn't short, neither tall, his height was perfect. He was fit, nor too thin or muscular, his muscles were in right place to build perfect physique for him. His messy hair falls on his forehead as he put them behind by his hand and smiles at Ubaid Siddiqui.
He was clean shave, and Hafsa could see dimples on his cheeks which made her breath stopped for a moment.
Hafsa wasn't the type of girl that checked boys out. Yet with Daniyal Malik, Hafsa couldn't help checking him out. It was the first time she has seen any boy this handsome.
Daniyal showed Hafsa around the office, explaining to her some things which Hafsa didn't seem to pay attention to. Her eyes, again and again, would freeze on Daniyal. And Daniyal Malik didn't even glance at her unless talking to her about something.
It has been one month since she joined the office. And in one month, Hafsa hears many rumors about herself that her employees spread when thought she isn't paying attention.
Some young men even tried to impress Hafsa as she was the only daughter of Ubaid Siddiqui. But Daniyal Malik, he never involved himself in any rumors. he never tried to impress, he never even talks to anyone in office unless it is work-related.
Even in break hour, Daniyal would be found in his cabin with a cup of tea and sandwich, working on his laptop.
In just one month, Hafsa understood why her father praises Daniyal Malik.
And she couldn't help herself from falling for him.
Handsome face, calm personality, and soft smile always on his face but reserved nature, that's how Daniyal Malik was. And now, he had her heart in his fist. He could control all her emotions and he was unaware of it.
Hafsa wasn't kind of girl who talks to boys. All her life, it was boys who tried to talk to her, trying to befriend her, but Hafsa would always lower her gaze and walk past by him. She had saved her modesty for her husband, she had saved her love for her husband. And now, Daniyal Malik was ruling those dreams.
Flashback continues*One evening, she was serving her father tea when he invited her to sit with him, which was unusual, Ubaid Siddiqui always has his evening tea alone with his book.Nevertheless, Hafsa sat on the floor and put her arms in his lap."Although, I'm feeling weird to have this conversation with you because most of the time, it is mother, who talked to their daughter about her feelings. But what can I do? Your mother passed away when you didn't even know how to talk properly." Putting his hand on Hafsa's head, Ubaid lovingly told her.Hafsa was his only kid, and very precious to him.
Her husband was hugging another woman. This shattered her trust into pieces. Even after everything, she never questioned him because her love was greater than the doubt. And that's what she got in return? Her husband had another woman in his arms.Feeling someone's eyes on him, Daniyal raised his head and saw Hafsa looking at him. Her hazel eyes clash against his black eyes."Hafsa!" He whispered when saw tears in her beautiful eyes.The girl in arms raised her head confusingly to look at him, then turn to look where he was looking at. Shock plastered over her face when saw Hafsa outside of their ward.Hafsa didn't wait another second and left
Her husband was hugging another woman. This shattered her trust into pieces. Even after everything, she never questioned him because her love was greater than the doubt. And that's what she got in return? Her husband had another woman in his arms.Feeling someone's eyes on him, Daniyal raised his head and saw Hafsa looking at him. Her hazel eyes clash against his black eyes."Hafsa!" He whispered when saw tears in her beautiful eyes.The girl in arms raised her head confusingly to look at him, then turn to look where he was looking at. Shock plastered over her face when saw Hafsa outside of their ward.Hafsa didn't wait another second and left
Harsh rays of sun falls against the car window, as Daniyal drove them somewhere.Hafsa didn't have courage to ask him where they are going. Although, her heart was dying to know.While Daniyal was driving the car in silence, Hafsa was sitting in passenger seat without uttering a word, kids in the backseat were chirping happily.Huzaifa and Ayaan were really happy that after many months they are going for an outing with their parents. Laiba was at home, in the care of her nanny.The car stopped outside of a small house
"I- I didn't know..." Hafsa's throat dried, thinking what her father did to Daniyal, and now she doubts him too."I'm really sorry, Daniyal. I don't know why papa did this... If I knew about this, I would've never asked you to leave your family for me." Hafsa tightened the grab of his hold and apologize."Hafsa, it wasn't your fault." He held her cheek in his free hand. "It wasn't anyone's fault. Your father did this only for your sake."But separating you with your family wasn't right.""Maybe, but it's okay, it doesn't matter now." Daniyal shrugged his shoulder.
Love! A strange feeling. For some, the reason to live. For some, a painful memory. Just like the feeling when the first drop of honey touches the tip of the tongue, love can prove itself sweet. And just like bitter gourd, it can be too bitter at times. Love is really a strange thing. If it wants, it can make your heart prosperous, and if willing, it can ruin your life ••• Sitting on a bench of the park, Taimoor was aimlessly looking around. The chilly wind of December brushes against his skin, making him shiver as he brought his hands up to blow some warm air in it. He forgot to bring his gloves. He didn't plan to leave his office and came to the park which is two blocks away, but the sudden wish of getting fresh air made him leave his office building.
You shouldn't be here, his heart told him many times. But no matter how many times his self-conscious told him how wrong it is, he was here once again, with her. With Daneen, the love of his life. "How are your parents?" Taking a sip from his cup, he asked her. The hot coffee was bitter on his tongue. He never liked black coffee, but now has a habit of drinking it for the last six years. "They are not uh...in talking terms with me." Nervously laughing, she put a lock of her brown hair behind her ear. Daneen was a beautiful woman. Her hazel brown eyes and those high cheekbones could make anyone falter. Her 5'6 height added to her killer figure. She had in possession everything that could make a girl envious or a boy want her.
Many days passed in silence, Nayab was noticing some changes in Taimoor's behavior, he was turning cold and distant, not only from her, but from Qirat too. Last week, he forgot to attend the parent-teacher meeting in Qirat's school, which he never did before. Nayab couldn't understand how to ask him the reason. While on the other hand, Taimoor and Daneen were meeting each other daily, many times in his office and many times in restaurants or cafes. They were becoming close, just like before, as if nothing happened between, as if Taimoor didn't have a wife and daughter at home. All that matter to him was Daneen, and only Daneen. Silent lingers between them as they have their breakfast in silence. Nayab was helping Qirat finish her french toast, while Taimoor was having juice and omelet. From time to time, he would raise his eyes and glance at Nayab, like he wanted to say something but didn't know how to.