| Novel Name: | Morey Piya Mileingaye |
| Writer: | Zainab Shah |
| Category: | Child Marriage Based |
Most Attractive Sneak Peak Of Morey Piya Mileingaye By Zainab Shah
"Why are you so pretentious?" The intention was not to scare, but Jahangir and Ghassa were both friends and enemies of each other, and he still couldn't control himself...
"Yes," he said, looking at the person sitting in front of him...
"Who is this form for, a husband?"
Fizza's eyes fell on her hands, which were sometimes closed and sometimes opened.
"No, no... I'm not married yet." Fizza didn't understand his question. Jahangir shook his head at her answer, as if he felt sorry for her.
"You know, just for you, a busy and time-conscious person like me had to find the ocean and come here." From the way he spoke, it seemed as if he himself was surprised by this...
He placed the cushion under his head, his broad arms crossed over his chest, the scent of Jo Malone perfume was coming from his body. Fizza was losing consciousness.
"What are you trying to say, sir? Please, I will listen to everything you say, but not here. I have to go home and I am going..." The bird was startled...
She was about to get up from the sofa and move towards the door when the iron grip that had awakened on her wrist made her fall back onto the sofa. The lion was already awake.
"Sir, I am your student, and you probably don't know my family. It is too late for this act of yours to spread in the university, my brother and father will not leave you." How could the bird threaten the lion now? She tried to remove his iron hand from her wrist, but Jahangir also grabbed her other hand and pulled her closer.
"Don't mention your cowardly father. And no matter how powerful they are, no mother has the courage to forcibly separate her husband from his wife..." Jahangir's heart wanted to teach the two-inch, two-foot, girl a lesson that she would never forget... He bowed his head and looked into her eyes. Green glass... Why did he forget that the father of this nymph was the culprit of her father? He was wrong in his thoughts when she was shouting...
"What? Are you talking? Which wife? What kind of husband? Sir, I have been respecting you until now, considering you my teacher. You have started to consider yourself the king of some place inside." Jahangir laughed at her abrupt speech and rubbed his eyes with his hands, also ran his hand over his beard. It felt like she was miles away not only in age, but also in experience.
He was a sea creature who would eat small, insignificant fish like her for breakfast.
"I have also brought you all the way here, taking you as my disciple. From today we will start a new assignment," he said meaningfully and his eyes darted around her as if to say... Oh God! What kind of assignment? Fidha asked in a small voice. She wiped the dried tears on her cheeks with her hands. Could she have gone home after completing the assignment?
"The assignment between husband and wife, which we should have done long ago..." Saying this, he got up and poured water in a glass and gave it to her. She was going to need it badly.
"You did not give this article, I remember you had said to write on Religious Laws." She really looked very confused. Jahangir looked at her without any expression for a moment and then supported religion in a serious voice.
"If you look at the duties and laws of religion, you have been very negligent, what punishment should be given?" Now the way her eyes looked had changed. Clouds, cold air, rain, wind, and now a storm...
"I don't understand what you are saying, please make cement and leave the house! !! "
Humbled, she folded her hands in front of Jahangir. Jahangir quietly got up and placed his palm in front of him. Ignoring the outstretched hand, Fizza stood up and tied it around her arm and chest.
"Where to go?"
"Over there" she pointed towards the bed with her eyes.
Her eyes widened and then her steps staggered.
"No, it's okay here." She sat down again.
"I asked you what is right and what is wrong? Do what you have said." She stared at him with her eyes wide open.
"Please sir. Why are you doing this?"
"Because my patience is over, I feel like an animal is roaming inside me whose cage has been broken." He was really talking as if he was losing control.
His ambiguous words were going through Fidha's head. But she suspected that they were both talking about very different things. He took two sips of water.
"What do you mean?" she asked fearfully, but his vulgar and dirty answer set fire to her body. Her heart wanted the earth to split and she would be swallowed by it.
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