Synthesis of Scattered Pieces ✔️

69.

I didn't know what time the clock was reading... Was it middle of night or late morning I didn't know! I wasn't in the mood to know either because right now I didn't want to open my eyes. I wasn't sleeping... Not completely awake either.... What should this condition be named? Umm... I don't know.

Strange! Nowadays my situation is different from usual. I'm not The Daniyal Kazmi anymore, now I'm feeling like The Deni. I know it's funny to hear, but true. Deni is pretty different from Daniyal. Daniyal is an immature man who doesn't care about anything and ignores every problem like it's nothing but Deni is a responsible man who has a wife and parents to take care of... Daniyal needs his family to take care of himself but Deni is a family man who cares for his family! And this journey from Daniyal to Deni was covered because of an Idiot woman whose name starts with S.

I opened my eyes and the right corner of my lips pulled upward in a small smile when I found this beautiful lady fast asleep beside me. Wearing my t-shirt she was looking somewhere between seductive and cute. I never thought that our relationship would be changed in this way, but there are no regrets just happiness and satisfaction in my heart. I love to feel her fragrance around me.

Life is unpredictable so is my idiot woman. She could be the most silly person ever at any time and without any prior notice she could be the most sensible person with a treasure of maturity.

Meri Ahmaq biwi Kissing her cheek I stepped out of the bed, Grabbing a kurta pajama from the cupboard I walked to the bathroom to take a shower. It was the last hour of the night. After a long shower when I came out of the bathroom there was only half an hour left for Fajr, the best time to pray tahajjud and talk to Almighty.

I went to wake Shifa up but her tired eyes stopped me. It seems she cried yesterday, I know whenever she cries the edges of her eyelids swell and they give me pain. "May Allah give all your pains to me." I can't see her in pain anymore, Kissing her eyes I walked back towards the prayer mat.

After performing Tahajjud I just sat silently while reciting some verses of the Quran when my attention was grabbed by my wife who was changing her side. "Ya Allah..." I lifted my hands in the air after making a cup of them and reshifted my eyes to the prayer mat instead of that beautiful face. "Ya Allah please save my Shifa from every problem and give me strength to fulfill her every single wish and need. Ya Allah bless my parents with good health and long life," and for a moment I stopped and closed my eyes, maybe then only my heart wanted to talk to almighty "Ya Allah, I don't know where she is but you know everything, please never give her any hardship in her life. Remove all the pains from her life and replace them with immense joy, pleasure, good health, comfort and happiness." I again opened my eyes with a smile and "Ya Allah increase the amount of love in between me and my wife and let us live a happy life together, and after death make us enter in jannat with each other."

"Aameen, Summa Aameen, Allahumma Aameen ya rabbul aalameen" Finishing the prayer I looked at the only source of disturbance in the room. My dear wife and her light snoring voice.

"Shifaaaa... It's Fajr time, wake up." I said loudly but it's not easy to wake up this khatoon (woman)

After completing my namaz I threw myself on the bed and removed her hair from her face. "Wake up, khatoon."

"Deni..." She muttered in a sleeping state. "Hmm?" Pulling her cheeks I smiled but she again slept.

"Khatoon." Shaking her arm I call her with a smirk. "My lovely Khatoon."

"Umm... Deniiii..." Pushing my hand away she covered her face with a pillow but I wasn't in the mood to let her sleep.

"Khatoon..." I again called her with the same name, last night when I called her khatoon she said it sounds like cartoon so she doesn't like it. And since she doesn't like it I just loved it.