When the wife is extra beautiful - Romantic Story

 Redoan, you can marry Bhabhi again, she is becoming more and more attractive as time goes by!! What is this secret, friend?

My wife Maisha's appearance has become a cause of worry and frustration for me. We both work. Our only son is three years old. I don't fit in with my wife in any way.

Our love marriage. Although I was handsome once, I also looked very old now because my head is completely bald. My phone is ringing.

~ Hello, who?

~ Hey, I'm Helal. You got a beautiful wife, so you don't remember the name and voice of such a close friend!! Didn't you see my name on the phone screen? It's no fun talking to you, give it to Bhabhi!!

My head got hot after hearing Haramzaada's words. Even then I said,

~ What are you talking about

~ Hey, it's my brother's wedding, if Bhabhi is wearing yellow at all the events, it will take four moons. Everyone will be fascinated and look at Bhabhi!! Give me the phone

I lie, Maisha is in the washroom

I have to listen to you wherever I go. Even my girlfriends and colleagues don't miss the opportunity.

That day, my and my wife's friend Bithi said,

~ Redwan, get your hair transplant done. You are 36 but look 50. And Maisha looks like a 25-year-old!!

~ What happened, why are you sitting with such a sad face?

~ No, I was thinking about some office work.

I kept the wedding invitation from her. There will be no shortage of people there to compare me to my wife, I won't go there. Lately, I can't stand Maisha either. She suspects me. Isn't she doing something in secret?? Although I check her phone whenever I get a chance!!

~ This is your friend Helal Bhai calling, I pick up the phone.

Brother-in-law, I have to invite my wife, she's so persistent!! Then a week later, I attended the wedding.

More than I thought. Everyone is busy taking pictures with my wife. They push me aside or push me around and pose with Maisha smiling!! I want to shoot them all!!

~ Friend, whatever wife you got! Improve yourself or someone else will take it. Ha ha ha

Then another relative of Helal says,

~ Brother, take care of your sister. What has happened during the day. And what is your condition, your hair is falling and is drying up again.

I can hardly keep a smile on my face despite all the other comments. I got angry and started a fight with Maisha in the car. I didn't bring my son, he is at home with his grandfather.

~ From now on, you will wear a burqa, otherwise it won't work!!

~ Are you crazy, what are you saying? I have never studied before. I work in a corporate job. If I had worn a burqa before, it wouldn't have been a problem. Now, if I went to study, I would have to face whispers and harsh words.

~ I don't know all this, you have to read it!!

~ Before marriage, you see a girl wearing a burqa and get married. Your friends, girlfriends and colleagues make fun of you. Why do you take these seriously? And will everything be solved if I wear a burqa?

~ Yes, all the solutions

~ Okay, okay. I will wear a burqa at any event where your relatives or friends are present. But not in my office.

I thought the problem would be solved, but after wearing a burqa, everyone started poking me more and more.

~ Did Redwan Sahib, a beautiful wife, wear a burqa? Does that cover her beauty?

I kept burning with anger. My close friend said,

~ You made a sister wear a burqa, friend!! I realized that you have an inferiority complex.

This way, it's double the pain. So I told Maisha to stop wearing a burqa. Meanwhile, one day, on my way back from the office, I saw her standing on the balcony, smiling and talking to someone!!

When I entered the house, I saw her still talking.

~ What happened, put the phone down and come here. Why did you come home early today?

~ Even if Oma comes home late, it's her fault, and even if she comes early, it's her fault!!

I've been observing Maisha for several days. Now I'm sure she's in a relationship with someone. Talking on the phone has increased. Even if I call, she finds me busy. I have to make a tough decision!!

~ Why, father, why does your face look dry? What are you thinking so much? With such a Lakshmi Chander Tukku wife by your side, what are you thinking so much about??

Oh, my mother doesn't go less. My mother doesn't understand anymore, how much trouble this Lakshmi Chander Tukku wife of hers is causing me!!

Maisha has fallen asleep. My son sleeps with his grandfather. A great idea comes to my mind. I suddenly press my pillow tightly against his nose and mouth and hold it until he breathes out!!!

Now I feel at peace. Maisha is gone, now my Maisha will never be anyone else's!!

I walk until morning. My mother comes calling Maisha and shouts. I pretend not to understand. The house is full of people. There is crying all around.

Meanwhile, my friend Helal says,

~ My friend, Mayabhara, has lost a life partner. You know, she called me one day and scolded me. She said that I love my husband no matter what he is bald or whatever. I don't like the fact that you are making him so angry.

Then another colleague of mine says,

~ Redowan brother is lucky to have such a wife. Do you know what Maisha said one day, that she is beautiful, with your care and love!! What praise she gave you that day!!!

Bithi is my and Maisha's classmate. She is crying all the time.

~ There is no one like Maisha, Redowan!! What love I have seen in her for you all the time!!!

Meanwhile, my mother is crying loudly.

Why didn't I think of my three-year-old son in all this!! Mom is screaming, Mom. Her cries are tearing my heart apart!!

When I was going to take my Maisha to the grave, the boy came running to me and cried,

~ Where are you taking Mom and Dad? Keep Mom and I with you.

I will play!!

I kept shouting loudly in front of everyone, saying I am a murderer, I have lost my village mother, I killed her with my own hands, everyone punish me, punish me!!!

I don't want to live with such a big crime and sin. You look at my son!! What will happen to my son? What will happen??

My body is shaking like when you fall into an earthquake. When I open my eyes, I see my Maisha screaming and telling me,

~ What are you talking about? Nothing has happened to our village. She is sleeping peacefully in her grandfather's house. You seem to have had a nightmare.

I jumped up and hugged Maisha and kissed her on the cheek and forehead. I kept saying,

~ Maisha I love you very much.

~ I know. You calm down a little. I love you very much too.

I thank the creator. Luckily it was a dream. I scold myself, scold, and scold myself. As long as I live, I will take care of the person I love. I wish I never had such a nightmare even in my dreams!!!

Ended....