On the Breakfast table, Zehra was quietly taking sips from her tea when Zaroon slipped a paratha (Indian bread) on her plate, she ignored it as she was feeling queasy at the sight of food only.
When even after a few moments she didn't show any signs of eating that he sighed and nudged her with his elbow. She still ignored his advances, he coughed to gain her attention so she turned to him with irritated articulations framing her face. His parents had small mischievous smiles on their faces as they saw their silent conversation.
His parents shared a knowing look and left the table after a moment hiding their smiles.
"Eat it, only drinking your tea won't do any good." he said in a stern voice as he saw his parents leaving the dining table going towards the garden.
"I can't eat." she said with an emotionless voice.
He closed his eyes, he has to be patient with her, he would handle this nicely chanting it in his mind he again opened his eyes.
