Bagula husband
The sunlight flickered playfully on my face, teasing my eyes until I finally stirred awake. My eyelids felt heavy, my sleep tight and deep, leaving my eyes puffed. I let out a soft yawn, stretching my body lazily as I sat up.
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
*jawn with Fully open mouth*
A sudden sticky sensation on my chin made me frown. Drool? I quickly wiped it away, cringing at the thought. Ugh, how embarrassing.
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Eww.
My gaze wandered to the bed, only to find it empty. The blanket and bedsheet were slightly crumpled, suggesting he had woken up much earlier.
Of course, someone like him must rise with the sun, like a disciplined chicken or a punctual bird, I thought to myself, a faint smirk tugging at my lips.
Realizing it was my first morning here, I knew I needed to make an effort. I made my way to the bathroom and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash away my sleepiness. Afterward, I carefully dressed in a maroon red outfit,
I adorned myself with red glass bangles that clinked softly against my wrists, slipping on a chunky silver bangle entangled with a delicate chumka.
The tiny bells chimed lightly with every movement, adding a soft melody to the quiet morning. My hands were fully adorned, and I felt the weight of the jewelry—a blend of tradition and new beginnings.
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
*giggle hearing the bangles melody*
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Hehe..
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
So beautiful, just like me~ *flip hair*
Taking one last look in the mirror, I adjusted my dupatta and took a deep breath. My heart thudded nervously as I hesitated at the door. It was time to step downstairs and greet everyone for the first time.
Hope I don’t embarrass myself.., I thought, clutching my dupatta tightly before making my way out.
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
*inahle deeply*
I stepped into the living room, my nerves on edge as I approached my mother-in-law. My hands trembled slightly as I adjusted my dupatta and greeted her
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Assalamualaikum...khala.
[ Assalamualaikum..Aunty ]
My voice wavered, unsure of what to call her. She hadn’t told me what to address her as, and calling her Ammi felt too intimate for now.
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Wa Alaikum Assalam, beta *smile at her*
She replied, her tone soft and welcoming. Then, as if sensing my hesitation, she said..
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Beta, mujhe aunty mat bulao. Mujhe Ammi bulao. Tum meri beti ho ab.
[ daughter, don't call me aunty. Call me mom. You are my daughter now. ]
Her words carried so much warmth and acceptance that it made my timid smile widen. I nodded shyly, a sense of comfort beginning to settle in.
But then, her expression shifted slightly as her brows furrowed. She looked at me with gentle curiosity and asked..
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Betu, tum aise hi kyun aayi ..?
[ daughter, why did u come out like this ]
Her sudden observation made me freeze. My heart skipped a beat as I glanced down at my red dress, wondering if something was out of place.
Is there something wrong with my clothes? I checked hurriedly, smoothing the fabric and adjusting my bangles, but everything seemed fine.
I looked back at her, confusion evident in my eyes
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
K..kya?! [ what..?! ]
I asked nervously, unsure of what she meant.
She smiled again, her tone still soft but now tinged with maternal concern
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Dulhan aise nahi aati hai, betu, akele kamre se bahar. Woh bhi pehli subah ko, **she explained gently.
[ A bride doesn't come out of the room alone like this, dear, especially on the first morning. ]
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Tumhe Taha ke saath aana chahiye tha. Sab ki salam aur dua sath mein lena chahiye na.
[ You should have come with Taha. You should have received everyone's greetings and blessings together, right? ]
Her words struck me like a light scolding wrapped in care. My cheeks flushed as I realized my mistake. I had been so nervous about coming downstairs, I hadn’t even thought about the expectations of this new role—of what being a wife in this family truly meant.
I lowered my gaze, biting my lip as I timidly nodded.
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Ji… Ammi.
I murmured, the word feeling strange yet oddly comforting on my tongue.
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Lekin Ammi..wo..wo..toh kamre mein nahi hai wo toh chale gye..*said nervously, timidly*
[ But Ammi...he...he's not in the room. He has already left. ]
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Kahan chale gye?? Betu
[ Where did he go, dear? ]
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Wo..shayd ..kaam pe, wo subah subah uth Jane Wale ..bagula lagte hai..
[ He...maybe...to work. He seems like the kind who wakes up early...like a heron. ]
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
*look at her words surprisingly, and the. Start laughing* haha bagula, tum ne taha ko bagula kaha haha 😂
[ Haha, a heron? You called Taha a heron? Haha! 😂 ]
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Sorry... galti se nikal gya muh see.
[ Sorry...it just slipped out. I won't say it again, I promise.]
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Agali bar nahi bolungi pakka *said soft cute tone*
[ Next time, I won’t say it, I promise.]
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Are nahi nahi kyu nahi bolugi betu, tumhara sohar hai , jo chahe naam toh main toh kehti hu ..kauwa bhi keh sakti ho uskaa haha 😂
[ No, no, why not, dear? He's your husband. You can call him whatever you want! In fact, I say you could even call him a crow! Haha! 😂 ]
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Sachhi?? *look at her with her doe eyes surprisingly*
[ Really ?! ]
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Mucchi meri bachhi..*kiss her forehead*
[ yes , my sweet girl! ]
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
And he is not gone anywhere, he must be in his gym. Go take out his clothes for the day and come downstairs with him..
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Me..?? *points at herself in shocked*
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Yes u now go..
Ruhani Taha Mirza/FL/
Ji, Ammi *said softly and walked towards the upstairs*
Ruqayya Mirza/ML Mom/
Bagula..haha 😆 Abhi taha ke Abba ko btake aati hu , maza aayegaa hihi
[ A heron...haha 😆 Now let me go and tell Taha's Abba *Dad* it’ll be so much fun! Hihi! ]
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2025-01-25
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