《Mending Her Heart |Book I (✔️)》Chapter 9 : Hurt
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She looked at herself one more time in mirror and walked out. She was all ready to go on the dinner at her house after marriage with Elam. She slowly walked downstairs. Everyone looked up at her as soon she entered in the sitting room.
'Wow, you are looking beautiful Mah shah Allah.' Mrs Malika said while she sat down on couch next to her. She looked at Elam whereas he was already looking at her and their eyes met.
'Elam brother, have some shame, don't stare at her in front of everyone.' Aryan said teasingly and Elam quickly looked away and glared at him whereas everyone start laughing.
'Shut up Aryan.' Elam muttered and angrily looking down.
'There is nothing wrong but in your room.' Ayat added teasingly whereas everyone start laughing and Elam nervously looked down and Jannat blushed red.
'Shhh..... stop teasingly them.' Mr Farooq said playfully
'But Elam contol your eyes around people.' Mr Farooq added and everyone start laughing and Elam looked at his father.
'Dad, you too.' Elam said helplessly while looking at his dad and he just shrugged his shoulder.
'Mr Farooq, stop teasingly my son.' Mrs Malika said while lovingly looked at Elam.
'Mum, I am your son as well, not just him.' Aryan said childishly.
'Stop being jealous.' Elam said while smiling and Aryan just childishly showed his tongue to him.
'I am not jealous.' Aryan said in his defend.
' Well, You action show different.' Elam said and Jannat was looking at him. He was looking so carefree and different while teasingly his brother.
'But I think you two should be going now, they must be waiting for you. It is getting late.' Mrs Malika said and everyone nodded their head in agreement while they all got up from their places.
'Take care of yourself and drive safe.' Mrs Malika advice just like typical worried mother and Elam nodded his head in yes.
'Mum, take a chill pill, your son is not kid anymore. he is married man.' Aryan said playfully and his mother glared at him. Elam and Jannat said their good bye and walked out. They start walking towards car which was parked quite far away. Jannat looked up at him who was looking at front while in deep thought. Jannat took in dee breath to encouraged herself.
'How I am looking?' Jannat asked out of blue and Elam looked at her whereas she was waiting for his reply.
'Good.' Elam replied and Jannat stopped at her spot whereas he kept walking as he didn't noticed that she had stopped.
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'Just good!' Jannat asked whereas Elam stopped in his tracks then turned over and looked at her and she was standing while holding her arms on her chest and staring at him.
'What else do you want me to say?' Elam asked innocently and Jannat frustratedly sighed.
'What I want you to say? Seriously Elam.' Jannat said irritated.
'I am not getting you.' Elam said and Jannat sighed again.
'So, I have to tell you how to praise me. I can't believe it.' Jannat said and looked around annoyed.
'You want me to praise you.' Elam asked amused and Jannat looked at him.
'Then, why would I even ask How I am looking?' Jannat said in disappointed tone.
'I though you just ask randomly.' Elam said innocently.
'O God, husbands.' Jannat said frustratedly and quickly walked away.
'Jannat!' Elam called out for her but she just ignored him and sat down in car. Elam opened the door and sat car and stared the car while Jannat was looking out of window and Elam focusing on driving and rest of journey was in silence. He still hasn't praised me. Janant thought angrily. I do 't care.' She thought and shook her head. The car stopped and Jannat came back in her senses. They stepped out of car and walk towards the house where on gate her parents welcome them.
'Welcome.' Mrs Sania (Jannat's mother) said and they greeted back then smiled got inside the house and entered in the sitting room.
'Salam Grandmother.' Janat said to her grandmother who was sitting on couch.
'Wasalam.' Mrs Sultana said emotionlessly and Jannat sadly sighed.
'Salam.' Elam greeted her and she smilingly replied him back. Then they all sat down On sofas.
'How is your married life going?' Mr Ayub asked and they looked at each other.
'Amazing.' Jannat quickly lied and Elam looked at her whereas she was busy looking at her family who were looking at them with curious in their eyes.
'What about you Elam? Mrs Sultana asked and Elam looked at her.
'Beyond amazing.' Elam said and Jannat shocked looked at him then smile appear on her face.
'Good to know.' Mr Baloch said whereas Her grandmother make disgusting face which Jannat seen and was hurt with her reaction. Jannat don't know but her grandmother always hate her. She used to though maybe there something is wrong in her but never know the actual reason.
'But I am curious how you agree to marry a divorcee? You are young, handsome and Rich you easily can get any girl you want.' Mrs Sultana asked while they looked at her and Janant was hurt with her question. Tears start foaming in her eyes and looked down to hide them.
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'Because no body else can be Jannat.' Elam said while her heart skip a beat and she looked at him who was smilingly looking at her grandmother while there was awkward silence in atmosphere.
'Shall I go and put food for you two?' Mrs Sania asked quickly to change the topic and she came back in her senses.
'Yes please Mum.' Jannat said to awkwardness in atmosphere to go while her Mum nodded head in yes and got up from her place.
'Come with me Jannat dear.' Mrs Sania said and Jannat got up as well and walked out with her. They entered in the kitchen where Mrs Sania's order the maid to put food on table.
'Sorry for your grandmother.' Mrs Sania said and Jannat smiled
'No worries.' Janant replied
'Are you happy Jannat?' Mrs Sania asked worried and Jannat smile to her.
'I am happy Mum, Elam is so nice and I have never met a person like him. He is amazing human being.' Jannat said and Mrs Sania smile to her then hugged her.
'Ma'am, I have put food on table.' Maid said while entering in the kitchen and they looked at her.
'Okay.' Mrs Sania said and they walked out. Then they entered in sitting room and all looked up at them.
'Come. Elam dear, food is ready.' Mrs Sania said and he nodded his head in yes. They all got up and got into dinning table for food. They all sat down on chairs and put food in their plates.
'Elam, how is your work going?' Mr Ayub asked
'Fine Uncle.' He replied. Then, silence took place between them and they concentrated on their food.
'Do you know Elam, you and Jannat were born on same day.' Mrs Sultana said out of blue and they snapped their head towards her.
'Really.' Elam asked amused and looked at Jannat who was looking at her grandmother.
'Not just born on same day, you two were even born in same hospital and on same time.' Mrs Sultana said and they shocked looked at each other.
'Wow, I never knew that.' Elam said
'There alot more which you don't know.' Mrs Sultana said while in deep thought and they looked at her.
'What do you mean, Grandmother?' Jannat asked
'Oh... nothing, lets finish our food.' Mrs Sultana said while smiling and they all got back to their food. Rest of food they ate in silence.
'Go Jannat and show him around the house.' Mrs Sania said and Jannat looked at her. They just had finished their food.
'Yeah, she is right.' Mr Ayub said in his wife support and Jannat nodded her head in yes and got up from her place. Elam looked at them then he got up as well and they walked out. She start showing him the house while he was listening and impressively looked around and then they entered in her room. He looked around and there was study table on left side of room and on top there are sticky notes all over on her wall . There was bed in middle of her room and large mirror on top of her bed. There was Pink bed sheet spread on her bed with red pillow . He looked at right wall and there was pictures of desserts stick on her wall. With wide eyes he first looked at her whereas she embarrassed looked down then he walked toward the wall and start laughing.
'What is that?' Elam asked and Jannat walk towards him whereas stood next to him.
'It is dessert's pictures.' Jannat said and Elam looked at her.
'And why they are here in your room?' Elam and Jannat looked at him.
'Actually, I don't know how to cook the food specially desserts. So I just put pictures of them in my room. So whenever I feel liking eating desserts I just look at them.' Jannat said embarrassed and Elam start laughing even more loud.
'What is so funny?' Jannat asked while glare at him and Elam stopped laughing and looked at her.
'Why don't you learn how to make the simply' Elam asked while controlling his laugh because she was getting angry.
' I tried to make many time but it always turn out to be disaster and everyone laugh on me.' Jannat said and Elam nodded her head in yes
'But practise make it better.' Elam said and they looked at each other.
' I know but it take alot of time and hard work which I can't bother.' Jannat replied
' I knew you are just being lazy.' Elam quickly said and Jannat glared at him
'I never been lazy.' Jannat said in her defend and Elam didn't answer as he don't want to make her more angry. After that they came downstairs. They say their goodbye to them and back to their journey for home.
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