"Ma'am...Mam..wake up mam!"

Asmara heard a faint sound of maid Amina aunty.

"Mm..yes aunty?"she spoke up unable to open her eyes.

"Ma'am Sir is waiting outside...he was asking me to wake you up."

She told.

"Hashim...oh acha,I am up!"she immediately got up from bed...after freshening up and getting ready she came out...

Hashim was buttoning his shirt up...Asmara was again lost in his actions...

"Have breakfast and I'll drop you to the university."Hashim said when he saw his wife lost in him.

"Okay."Asmara nodded and went out of the room.

"Hashim...don't you wanna have breakfast?"Asmara asked hesitantly.

"If you are done...come outside,I am going in the car."Hashim said going out of the apartment.

Asmara got up,took her bag following Hashim...she was nervous and that nervousness was written on her face.

While in the car...

Asmara kept staring at Hashim...his hands...his face...trying to read what's going on in his mind,but he kept driving showing his plain face,he was getting affected by her innocent stares but he just masked his emotions.

"We have reached?"Asmara questioned herself when she saw car entering the university gate...her heart became restless all at once...she can't face Hashir now.

Hashim parked the car,unbuckling his seatbelt:"planning to sit here for the whole day?"

"Sorry!"Asmara hurried out of the car.

"Allah Haf..."Asmara was going to bid him bye but Hashim came out of the car.

"Where are you going?"Asmara asked hesitantly.

"Come with me."Hashim replied and start heading to principal's office.

"Hashim?"

"Kuch nahi ho ga(nothing will happen)."

"But..."Asmara was tensed.

"Everything is gonna be fine!"

Hashim said entering the principal office.Asmara entered behind him.

"Assalamoalaikum Sir!"Hashim greeted the principal.

"Waalaikumusalam...Mr.Hashim?"

Principal asked.

Hashim nodded.

"Have a seat please...you too Miss Asmara."Principal said politely.

Asmara was confused...she was looking at Hashim with a questioning gaze.

"Betho(sit down)"Hashim pulled a chair for Asmara.She sat down hesitantly.

"So Sir I have discussed the matter with you...and about your response I am so thankful to you."

Hashim said.

"Mr.Hashim its our responsibility to provide students a good envoirment and dismiss these hooligans from university and I appreciate the way you took stand"

"Miss Asmara...Hashir is no more in your class,we have dismissed him from university,feel free to attend your class and if somebody tries to bully you again,you should report it directly to me...understood?"Principal asked.

"Yes Sir!"Asmara nodded.

"You may leave for the class now."Principal said and Asmara's eyes welled up again.

"Relax...everything is fine now!"

Hashim squeezed her hand a little to comfort her.

She looked towards Hashim and he just passed a smile.

"Thank you Sir...I shall go!"

Asmara got up from seat heading to her class.

While in the class...

"Ansha?"Asmara tapped her shoulder.

"Hey Asmara...you,how are you idiot!"Ansha hugged Asmara.

"I am fine!"Asmara smiled weakly in the hug.

"I missed you...your temperature got normal...How is Hashim bhai?"

Ansha bombarded Asmara witg questions.

"I am fine...you know Hashim got some pictures of the fresher's party and that incident...and then he asked me about the pictures saying those were real...then he left the house and when he came he just asked me to sleep because I have to attend university tommorrow...then he took me to principal office and I am here now."Asmara told Ansha everything.

"Relax...relax!"Ansha gave her water to drink.

"I don't know whether Hashim believes me or not."Asmara said.

"Can't you see...he trusts you Asmara that's why he did all the things...see now relax...I think bhai is a little angry because you didn't tell him by yourself...he will get back to normal soon."

"But Ansha...Hashim is not talking to me now and it is killing me,I can't bear his silence anymore...I can't...I want to go to him."

"He will talk to you...just apologize in a good way."

"How?"

"Yar...his anger will melt just by seeing these innocent eyes of yours!"

"Pakka(sure)?"

Ansha nodded.

When the university time got end

Ansha got a call from Hashim.

Ansha:"who is this?"

Hashim:"sorry to disturb you Ansha...I am Hashim,I want to talk to Asmara."

Ansha:"oh Hashim bhai...okay!"

"Take the phone...its Hashim bhai's call."Ansha whispered to Asmara.

"Hashim?"Asmara spoke.

"Driver is outside the gate to pick you up...you were not picking the call so I called Ansha."Hashim replied and ended the call before Asmara could reply.

Asmara got sad...:"I'll leave now Ansha,Driver uncle is here."

"Ok...take care."

Asmara left for the car...she sat inside and searched her mobile in her bag but her phone was not there...so she left that at home...that's she didn't get to know about Hashim's call.

"Asmara ma'am we have reached."

The driver spoke up.

Asmara sighed leaving the car...she went inside the apartment...heading to her room.

She was tired of the happenings in her life,she was missing her old self...she dialled Ayesha's number...

"Assalamoalaikum my bhabhi."

Ayesha greeted cheerfully.

"Walaikumusalam Api...how are you."Asmara smiled.

"I am good...you and my stupid brother?"Ayesha asked.

"We are fine Api."

"Hmm...good,where is Hashim?"

"Office,I guess."

"Hmm...so you are back from university?"

"Yes...Api I want to ask something?"

"Bolo."

"Api...umm...promise me,you won't tell it to Hashim?"

"Okay sweetie...I promise!"

"Api Hashim is angry with me...I mean super duper angry...how to make him happy now?"Asmara said and Ayesha chuckled.

"Api...I am tensed and serious."

Asmara whined.

"How can he get angry on his super duper cute wife?"Ayesha asked.

"Api please tell me na...what you do when Omar bhai get angry?"

Asmara asked.

"Hmm...so,do a thing,wear his favourite dress and let me tell you a thing he likes you in red...so wear any red colour dress!"Ayesha suggested.

"Red?"something clicked Asmara's mind.

"Hmm...red."

"Okay Api thank you..."

"No need titli...I want to scold him for making you tense but you forbade me."

"Api...he will get more angry if you scold him...and I feel so bad when anybody scold My Hashim."

"Okay okay Hashim ki deewani...I won't scold him."Ayesha teased her.

Asmara blushed.

"Api...should I cook something too?"

"No no...you don't know anything about cooking...so just leave it."

"But I learned to cook biryani...Amina aunty taught me."

"Okay as you wish sweetheart."

"Okay Api...thank you...I should get to work now."

"Okay...Allah hafiz."

"Allah Hafiz api."

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"Haan so biryani is ready...I hope Hashim likes it...but he is so much angry...Allah please let him talk to me once...I'll tell him everything in detail."Asmara was talking to herself cleaning the messy kitchen after preparing biryani.

"Shall I call him?"Asmara thought.

"No...I should get ready first."

"But that dress...no matter what Hashim bought it for me...though I had only bad memories with the dress but Allah please let me forget those memories and create new with my Hashim...my happy memories."

Asmara got ready in the dress which Hashim bought for her and which she wore in the fresher's party...though she was reminiscing all those horror moments of Hashir near her but she just tried to calm herself down chanting

"My Hashim will forgive me."

Its been 9:00pm but Hashim still has not returned and Asmara was all restless...she even tried his number multiple times but he was not picking up the call...she was getting strange thoughts in her mind...the more she thought about the consequences,the more restless she gets...

She dialled Mr.Ahmed's number...

Mr.Ahmed:"Asalamoalaikum bacha."

Asmara:"uncle!uncle Hashim is not home yet and he...he is not picking up his phone...uncle please ask him to come back!"

Mr.Ahmed:"Asmara bachy calm down...I'll call in his office and let you know...don't take tension...he might be busy!"

"Okay uncle."Asmara said ending the call.

Mr.Ahmed called Hashim's office but he came to know that he had already left the office...he dialled Hashim's number but Hashim was not picking up his calls too...

He also got tensed but he told Asmara that Hashim is on the way home and his phone is out of coverage.

"Why Allah Why? Why is Hashim so much angry on me...when he already knew the truth...he didn't let me justify myself...he didn't listen to me...Why is he doing so and now he is not picking my calls purposely...am I that bad...Allah please I want my Hashim back...I want him back please Allah"

Asmara was crying sitting near the bed...her eyes,her nose her cheeks all turned red due to continuous crying...

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Hashim's POV....

After dropping Asmara to the university I came to office.I was very much relieved that I just solved the matter of that bastard...

It was the off time of Asmara's university but I was so busy so I sent driver to pick her up...I called her multiple times but she was not picking up the calls so I dialled Ansha's number and talked to her...but I was so into the work that I ended the call immediately...

Then I just made up my mind to end all the fights and distances between us because my titli is getting hurt alot....I had so much work to do because from last few days I was unable to do anything so I completed my work and looking at the clock my eyes went wide...it was already 8:00pm.

I hurried out of the office and sat in the car...driving as fast as I can...then but damn...the traffic today is on its peak...Allah its been 9:10pm and I am stucked here in this huge line of cars...I searched for the phone and damn...I forgot my phone in my jacket which is hanging on my office chair...she must have called me and she will be tensed but there is no way except to wait and go home.

The road got cleared and I rushed the car to home...It was already almost 10:00pm and I know she must be crying...I hurried to my room...all the lights were on and she was sitting with her head on the bed and sitting on the floor...all dolled up in that red maxi...her phone in her hand...her tears dried up on her cheeks and she was mumbling something in her half concious state...

Allah...what I did to her,I went near her and her voice striked my ear....she was mumbling:"My Hashim!"

"Meri Jan!"these words left my mouth and she opened her eyes in an instant...

"Hashim...Hashim!"She grabbed my hands instantly.

"I am here!I am here."I pulled her into my arms and she just clinged to my body like a baby...I stroked her hair gently.

"Hashim?"she mumbled in my chest.

"Shh...don't cry...I am here."I patted her back.

"You believe me na?She sobbed hard.

"Asmara I told you already that I don't have any trust issues...I believe you my beloved wife...I was just angry at you that you didn't tell me anything and suffered all alone...I was angry that you didn't consider me that trustworthy that you can share your problems with me...I was hurt that my titli was suffering and I was just ignorant of all the situation...I believe you Asmara,you are my life...my most precious thing,how do you even thought that I won't believe you!"

I poured my heart out.

"I am sorry Hashim...I am sorry,I thought you will get hurt If I tell you that I am...I am impure."

She said looking into my eyes.

"Dare you say my wife is impure!"

I said and captured her lips for a sweet kiss...she held my shoulders tightly and started reciprocating...

After breaking the kiss I placed my forehead on hers.

"My Hashim!"She spoke.

"Hashim ki titli."I placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Sorry again."she held my face in her tiny palms.

"I will accept your sorry If you accept my one condition."

"What you want...I'll accept it."she said moving her hand gently on my stubble.

"I want to know everything which is bothering you anytime...I want to know all your problems and I want you to trust me...trust your Hashim and situation like this will never come in our whole lives ahead in sha Allah...I'll protect you,you are my innocent love."

She smiled with teary eyes nodding her head.

"I got ready for you...but everything is spoiled now."she chuckled.

"Oh...my wifey got ready for me!"

I said picking her off the floor.

She giggled and nodded.

"Nothing is spoiled sweetheart...you are looking beautiful."

"I am a mess!"

"My lovely mess!"

I placed her on the bed.

"Why you got so late today and why were you not picking my phone?"she asked when she was back to her normal self.

"I got stucked in traffic and I forgot my phone at office."I held her in my arms.

"Oh...I thought you were angry!"

"You know I cooked biryani today but you spoiled everything!"

She complained cutely.

"Sorry!"

"And I wore this dress especially for you.. you know I got to remember all those memories by wearing this but this was your favourite dress so I wore!"

"We will buy new dresses for my titli...you don't have to wear this anymore...I like you in every dress!"

"Thank you!"she smiled hugging me tightly.

"Ahh...I am so much happy now,Alhamdullilah we are back to normal."I squeezed her a little in hug.

And our talks continued....