He flared his nostrils in his deep, deep voice, with intense anger. As he flared his nostrils, Nimra, biting her lip
"This is my fate -" She came into the kitchen and was constantly trying to persuade Belen to lift the bitterness inside her paw. Only then did she first put the box and then the bill.
Last night, Nimra's cousin Shumaila got married. She went to her uncle's house from Mecca with her mother. Saqib was supposed to reach the wedding hall at 8 o'clock, but he didn't come and Nimra spent all her time looking at her watch, mobile phone and the gate. How is the bride?matter of marriage or a family, no responsible son-in-law can do anything. Even during the mehendi ceremony, you left me at the gate and turned around?
Ah! Nimra was overcome with shame. Mamani was sitting there eating a loan. She was thinking that she must not have known about Saqib's carelessness the previous night. But oh well! Not everyone is so angry with her for her eagle eyes.
She returned home embarrassed. Her parents dropped her home. Saqib had come from the office and was not alone, with two friends? Friends too. She had to make tea in anger and while she was in the roomWhen he returned, it was already dark. I thought that Namat would come early in the morning. But in the morning, the "arrow" he shouted loudly and hit her, the result of which was also in vain. Instead, he had to be scolded and leave the room. Like submissive wives, she made breakfast from above and then sent her husband away.
"You too, Nami! When the resentment was so intense, what was the need to cook breakfast? Send Bhu's office one day and then see how he comes on the way," Tamru Baji did the opposite for him.
"You will send Adeel Bhai to tell him that we don't have such a custom," she smiled sarcastically.
Women like you are also responsible for this. From the very first day, you put your husbands through such a high test that they never dare to get out of there for the rest of their lives. "You made me even angrier.
"You too, brother!" She burst into laughter. I called to ask you when I should take away Mamani's displeasure and you did it."
Hey, leave Mamani alone. She has never been happy before and she will never be. You were gone a lot. Just forget it, in a few days you will be back.
"What is the usual way to come and go there?" Tamru relieved him of his burden. "I'm just trying to explain to you that you shouldn't teach Saqib too much. You'll have to bear the consequences later."
"Leave it alone, brother. I think all husbands are like this. Indifference, stubbornness, and impurity in matters of wives."
Yes, this is also just your courage, to say such things to console yourself after being imprisoned.
"You wonder. Is Rabia's husband like this? How come Shana's husband and the two young men run after their wives? They are careless, neither stubborn nor unyielding.""So what should I do then?" Nimro asked, feeling anew disappointed and
The heart began to feel heavy.
"Be a little careful, Nimra, it's been four years since you were married. Keep an eye on your surroundings, learn something from other women. To control a strange and cruel creature like your husband, you have to keep all your senses alert. Only a woman who is always alert is successful. Don't ignore anything. "The more you apologize in every matter, the more your husband will become indifferent towards you. Women who keep their husbands worried all the time, understand that they are successful because their husbands are afraid of them."
Shammah Hai began to describe the essence of her life in a loving and affectionate tone. Nimrah, with her help, sought permission from the Guru. She resolved in her heart that she was deeply dissatisfied with Saqib and got busy with her work.
So, she had no major complaints against Aqib. Looking back, her four-year marriage was nothing special and childless. She and Saqib had an arranged marriage. Saqib's relationship came through her Asma's sister-in-law. He was a chartered accountant. Because of his high post and name, the relationship was accepted immediately. Saqib was a bit rough. He was very uncommunicative and had a somewhat cold temperament. The young Nimra was subdued in the beginning. She took it.
She was so impressed by the personality of Wali Saqiba from the very first day that even after four years, her husband remained a mystery to her. Her second complaint was Saqib's carelessness and stinginess. It was a strange habit for Saqib, who took special care in every matter of his own, to be so careless with Nimra's affairs. Nimra's relationships, friendships, and everything else would be sacrificed to Saqib's small and big actions and, apart from all this, his stinginess. Thus, sheHe was a man who spent money wisely. He never let there be a shortage of food and drink in the house, nor did he allow guests or transactions, except for one Nimra. Even in his memory, Saqib would always have a gift for her, or he would know if he had liked something for Nimra himself, or if he had placed a Monty in her hand. Nimra always had to withdraw money either by hand or by hand.
Bashar had woken up from his sleep. She came out of her world of thoughts and started making his feeder. She had not intended to burst into tears as soon as Saqib arrived in the evening. But he arrived at the time of main meal. Now what would she say at the dinner table and when she returned after wrapping up the dishes, Saqib started before she could say anything.
"If you have time from weddings etc., why don't you go to Khawar Sahib's place sometime? It's been more than a month since he returned from Umrah. If it weren't for your friendly relations with his wife, I would have come alone to congratulate him, but he had gone to perform Umrah with his family. I will go alone, Mujeeb."
The limit was reached. Nimra went out, thinking to herself. Not getting any answer, Saqib noticed her long silence for the first time. Then he suddenly realized that Begum
"Sahib has been fasting silently for the past twenty-four hours." He came back carrying Asher in his arms.
"What's the matter, you're angry?" The question was quite surprising. Nimrah continued her work with a silent look.
"Hey, is it true?" He was surprised once again. Are you angry about something? He was playing a very silly game. Nimrah's courage was broken.
The night was spent with Shumaila and you were also unwound. I waited for three hours, looking at the gate.
His eyes widened. "Oh!" Saqib whistled as he remembered something.Lips pursed in style.
"Sorry, man, I swear to you, I just remembered that I used to go there too." He started scratching his head in deep embarrassment.
One of the things you are going to do is call Farhan and Sajid. Farhan had an interview today. He needed some detailed information about everything (purchase) and Sajid had a very important presentation today. You know, both of them always run to me for such things. They invited me to a restaurant but I told them with great pleasure that there is no wife and children at home. I am completely free, come here. By God, the thought in my mind was that you are many in some regular function and I am free now. It completely crossed my mind that this is a family function and my participation is very important.
That embarrassed science. Yes, my own words escape my mind.
And you don't forget anything." That flare flared up. But
"Where are you even thinking about me? I am not even included in your routine." Fake! A person thinks about what is far away.
Now that you are in front of me, how can I think of you? " He was able to meet her and his anger began to cool down. Hey, hey
She has become very busy. If I don't come, you might not even think of me for a year. Mehreen hugged her with great love, but Nimra didn't feel ashamed.
But, my friend, the housework is not over yet.
Come on."
She brought him into the drawing room. Mehreen was her school friend. They had been together for years. Mehreen was married a year before Manmaru's.
