Ruman woke up at 8 am. He saw Madeeha coming out of the bathroom. Water rolling from her wet hairs down her neck. She wore a red colored sari that she might have changed in there inbuilt dressing room in the bathroom. She was rubbing her hairs with her towel totally immersed in her own thoughts.
"Good morning!" He greeted her with a smirk so as to bring her out of her dreamland.
"AssalamoAlaikum!" She blushed hard on his gaze. Her words were full of respect but he blinked twice and blushed too.
"Walekumassalam! How are you now?" He asked her with a smile.
"Alhamdulillah, I'm good all thanks to you."
"Being so religious?" He teased with a smirk.
"I'm religious." She pouted.
"Yeah, right I saw that early in the morning." He frowned.
"Get addicted to it, it is your daily routine now."
