Credit: Maria [Doodles and Scribbles]
At first when he’d make fun of her cooking, Zehra used to laugh as well, but then she just felt foolish when he mocked her in front of others.
After two years of a resentful marriage and failed patch-up efforts, she was back home with her parents.
When an aunt told her of this really nice guy, she agreed to meet him mainly because of her mother’s pleas. But in truth, she had lost all faith in marriage, arranged or otherwise.
Meeting Muhammad, she told him bluntly that she couldn’t cook, to which he grinned and replied that being a chef wasn’t a necessary quality in a wife.
Somehow she found herself agreeing when the proposal came.
A few weeks into her new marriage, when the cook didn’t turn up, she went into the pantry and made breakfast, almost wincing when she took a bite of the overly salty eggs.
Her first instinct was to apologize, but Muhammad just smiled and said, “I love salty eggs.”
That night she thanked God for a husband who loved her for her.
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(Great to have PJ back! :))
Sweet story! I really like the ending that she had finally found a husband who loved her for her. We all want to be loved for who we are. Lovely story S!
That’s so true! Thank you so much PJ! Great to have you back! 🙂
Thank you so much! It is really nice to be back! I missed you all!
uhhhhhuuuuh. this is such a heartwarming tale dear. Kudos to men like Muhammad!
Yes indeed! Hats off to all such decent, caring guys out there!..Thank you so much! 😊
indeed! you’re welcome! 😀
Ohhhhh, Standing Ovation, ohhhhh I LOVE this!!!!!!
😊 Yaay! Thank you so much for the standing ovation! ! 😄 So glad you liked it!
You’re most welcome!!
Lovely story! I’m glad she didn’t just give up after her first failed marriages and finally found someone who deserved her. 🙂
Yes, I’m sure it would’ve been easier to give up but glad she got the strength to move on! Thank you! ☺