☀︎︎ Time and Love ☀︎︎
'Tᴀʟᴇs ᴏғ Dᴇʟɪɢʜᴛ'
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Time makes sense when you're at a loss for the right one.
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|Character aesthetics|
/Momin Malik\
/Zuha Aslam\
/Excerpt\
"Why the hell did you climb up the sofa while we're in the middle of a serious conversation , Zuha?!"
"Because you're an effing khamba, my neck hurts looking up at you. Now we're on the same level, yes, now continue arguing."
/Summary\
Momin Malik is a surgeon who values his profession more than anything in the world. For him, allotting all of his time to surgeries at the hospital is something he'll give priority to over anything in his life.
However, this worries his family, who want him to have a life outside that and convince him to an arranged marriage which they consider will help their lifeless surgeon son to get a life. A wife who will bring colours to his bloody ( literal ) life.
Zuha Aslam, a free-spirited and a little clumsy soul, complete opposite of Momin, was a perfect match for him. She was like sunshine, brightening every corner she reached for and spreading smiles along her way.
Convincing them for marriage worked out well for the families, or maybe they made a quick, rash decision by pairing up the two polar opposites. Since opposites might not always attract? They might not get along at all? Their compatibility might be zero? How would there ever be love between them in that case?
Since he didn't have time at all and that's exactly what she needed from him. After all, love doesn't just bloom for someone like that.
But maybe,
love isn't made up of grand gestures or explosive displays,
but that it's made up of little things.
The little things that say
I do care for you
and that your life has intertwined so deeply into mine that there's no need to think,
a small hand on your back,
a gentle kick from where they're sitting across the breakfast table,
a head on the shoulder,
a hand in your hand,
a squeeze in the arm for your assurance,
a soft lingering forehead kiss,
because casual intimacy comes easy, just like for these two parallel opposites.
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|Author's Note|
Guess who's back with another story ?
Yours truly , YAS!â¨
I MISSED Y'ALL BOOTIFUL PEEPEL SM ð¥ºð
*catch my chummi*
Anyways so presenting y'all with another light-hearted, funny and sweet story of these two candies ð
They won't disappoint you with their silliness MUCH ð maybe just make you wanting to sar maaring deewar ke sath ð but at the same time, will make you awe hard at their cutenesss sksksk !!
& ik i was supposed to post the part 2 of when our favs met & its like 70% done but , oh the 30%- it legit took me in a slump ð a writer's block i never knew existed. its so bad i open it to complete it , reread the dialogues i've written & close wattpad each time cuz its not even funny to my anymore ðð so i might rewrite the whole thing , putting it on break for now hope y'all understand ð plus i have a huge surprise i've been sooooo excited to share w it so like i should prolly hurry my writing up ðª
I'm so grateful to y'all bootiful hoomans for not giving up on me and for loving my stories so much ð¥ºâ¤ï¸
also TOD hit 150K+
(?!?!?!?*coughs* *chokes* *dies*)
and i still can't believe this book which was j an impulsive decision of me being high on caffeine has 4 completed short stories now ð i assure y'all im back now and i've decided to complete this book w all the awaited short stories we all wanna read âð my mind is full of new ideas , lets hope the default in me aka laziness malfunctions for a long time ððª or istg im-
in case y'all are wondering what i've been upto most of the time i was MIA then heres a visual representation of my whereabouts;
anyhow , i'll keep y'all updated w updates in sha Allah !! ð©
also , i realized i updated this literally after more than a whole YEAR cuz in part 1 , im wishing â¨Ramadan⨠& now is like ramadan gone , eid gone , summers here again , yeah well *sigh* , hope y'all had an amazing year lol <3
Okay, ho gaya mera,
now we may proceed!ð
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