She wondered if Ishaq had planned something mischievous against her — when did he ever say she should try on a bra? She stood there speechless as if frozen, feeling extremely embarrassed.
She pressed her lips tightly together and avoided looking at him, even pulling her hijab over her face. Yet deep inside, she truly felt happy that Ishaq had returned.
The car horn sounded as they entered a large, beautiful house — clearly a place of comfort and success. The gatekeeper welcomed his boss respectfully and opened the gate for them to drive inside.
Before Ishaq finished parking, Zahra tried to leave the car quickly because she felt uncomfortable. Suddenly she felt him hold her hand. She turned slowly, ready to argue, but his calm presence made her unable to speak.
They looked into each other’s eyes for a long moment. Zahra began blinking nervously, trying to control herself. Ishaq, on the other hand, felt a deep emotional pull toward her. After years away, his feelings overwhelmed him.
For almost three minutes, they could not break eye contact. Zahra felt strangely weak and emotional.
Gently pulling her hand away, Ishaq held her face and kissed her softly — a kiss that even surprised him. His body trembled; he had dreamed of this moment for years. Zahra also felt shaken, but she couldn’t stop him. She felt she could never truly oppose him — and deep inside, she didn’t want to.
After a while he stopped, breathing heavily. He pulled her into a hug and whispered words of love, promising that she was special to him and that he would never abandon her.
Zahra closed her eyes, letting his words flow through her. She remembered how he had always cared for her since she was young and stubborn. He never hated or mistreated her — and she knew she could never turn her back on him.
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They finally arrived home. Zahra quickly ran toward the house, feeling extremely shy and embarrassed. She was afraid people would notice what had just happened between them.
Inside, the house was full of people welcoming them. Without greeting anyone, she rushed straight to her room, thinking that if anyone looked at her they would immediately guess what Ishaq had done. She felt confused and overwhelmed by her own emotions.
She lay on her bed, replaying everything in her mind like a dream — his return, his hug, his kiss. She couldn’t understand why she never felt angry with him; to her he had always been gentle and respectful.
Still lost in thought, she went to take a bath, trying to calm herself and forget the moment.
Zahra widened her eyes in shock and anxiety.
She wondered if Ishaq had planned something mischievous against her — when did he ever say she should try on a bra? She stood there speechless as if frozen, feeling extremely embarrassed.
She pressed her lips tightly together and avoided looking at him, even pulling her hijab over her face. Yet deep inside, she truly felt happy that Ishaq had returned.
The car horn sounded as they entered a large, beautiful house — clearly a place of comfort and success. The gatekeeper welcomed his boss respectfully and opened the gate for them to drive inside.
Before Ishaq finished parking, Zahra tried to leave the car quickly because she felt uncomfortable. Suddenly she felt him hold her hand. She turned slowly, ready to argue, but his calm presence made her unable to speak.
They looked into each other’s eyes for a long moment. Zahra began blinking nervously, trying to control herself. Ishaq, on the other hand, felt a deep emotional pull toward her. After years away, his feelings overwhelmed him.
For almost three minutes, they could not break eye contact. Zahra felt strangely weak and emotional.
Gently pulling her hand away, Ishaq held her face and kissed her softly — a kiss that even surprised him. His body trembled; he had dreamed of this moment for years. Zahra also felt shaken, but she couldn’t stop him. She felt she could never truly oppose him — and deep inside, she didn’t want to.
After a while he stopped, breathing heavily. He pulled her into a hug and whispered words of love, promising that she was special to him and that he would never abandon her.
Zahra closed her eyes, letting his words flow through her. She remembered how he had always cared for her since she was young and stubborn. He never hated or mistreated her — and she knew she could never turn her back on him.
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They finally arrived home. Zahra quickly ran toward the house, feeling extremely shy and embarrassed. She was afraid people would notice what had just happened between them.
Inside, the house was full of people welcoming them. Without greeting anyone, she rushed straight to her room, thinking that if anyone looked at her they would immediately guess what Ishaq had done. She felt confused and overwhelmed by her own emotions.
She lay on her bed, replaying everything in her mind like a dream — his return, his hug, his kiss. She couldn’t understand why she never felt angry with him; to her he had always been gentle and respectful.
Still lost in thought, she went to take a bath, trying to calm herself and forget the moment.