Aslam o alaikum guys

Faraz's pov:

What a fate I'd been awarded with....

I didn't know what was that but when Hania expressed her love for someone else, there was stung in my heart but I ignored it.

No I didn't love her, my heart beated only for Naila, it's just I expected my life partner to only think about me or love me but whom am I kidding...

I also expected Naila to be my life partner.

I wished there wasn't Aaliyaan in our lives, then maybe we were living peacefully.

After Hania went from cafe, I sat there thinking that now what would happen, I really didn't want to marry her but we both were stuck.

I pitied her because she also didn't get the love of her life and we both would not be able love each other knowing that we both had someone else in our hearts...

I was sure that this marriage won't work besides we both were very different from eachother. Atleast I assumed that.

I was sitting in my office when there was a slight knock on the glass door.

"come in" I said in bored tone. Door clicked open and Fahad made his presence, surprising me.

"Aslam o alaikum bro how are you? " He asked as he opened up the buttons of his royal blue coat and sat on chair across my table.

"You didn't go to office today?" I asked back because usually Fahad didn't go any where in working hours.

"I'm also fine" Sarcasm coated his voice, I chuckled but rolled my eyes.

"Yes I was in office but I was free for sometime so I thought to check up on you and ask about your plans" he explained then.

"What plans? " I frowned. He looked at me like I'd grown two heads.

"Man you're getting married in 5 days and you are sitting here like a dumb" He reasoned.

"Yes dad is doing all the preparations, he had already booked the venue and decided the menu, and today he will send Aunty Aasia a wedding dress for Hania, as for as I'm concerned so I'll buy suit a day before the Nikah. You should also purchase a beautiful dress for Hoorain as well" I told him about all things.

"Don't punish yourself like this Faraz, please be happy, I'm 100% sure that you are the lucky man to marry a girl like Hania. She'll make your life beautiful" I again rolled my eyes.

Why everyone is praising her?

"Don't be so sure Fahad. You don't know anything" I raised my voice a little. He pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Okay as you wish but if there is something you wanna tell me then you can share with me" He said, I was hesitant because he was already stressed out due to Hoorain's health and I couldn't make him more tense by telling him my problems.

"Faraz I know that you had feelings for Naila" I was staggered at his revelation. How did he know about that? His eyes glistened at her mention.

"I'm your best friend dude, we're like brothers. I was well aware about your feelings from the day first but you never shared it to me, I was also giving you your space thinking that you'll tell me when you would be comfortable but see time never gives us space and chance to delay anything... It just changes everything in a blink" he was staring directly into my eyes whereas first time in my life I wasn't able to meet his eyes. I was ashamed of myself.

"It's not like that Fahad. I didn't want to lose you, I thought you would get mad at me for liking your sister."

I tried to make my point.

"But see I knew it and I'm not mad at you because you were waiting for the right time but now if you'll not take a chance and open your heart once again for someone else then you might would regret your whole life because this is the right time and right opportunity to forget the past and move on in your life... Believe me moving on pushes you to Heaven" He beseeched.

Someone was giving me the solution to a peaceful life but Was I ready to live a peaceful life?

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I miss her so much, Naila is always on my mind. Whenever I used to look at the children who were with their families, I used to feel upset but she was my strength, She always took care of me like a mother would do, always fulfilled my wishes like a father would do.

I always see her in my dreams smiling and giggling, wearing beautiful white clothes and her face glowing... Elders say that when you see your loved ones who are dead in your dreams happy then you must believe that they are in paradise. I'm happy that she is in better place and she is in Heaven.

She bore alot in her life, never did she say a negative words against anyone, never did she missed her prayers, never did she became proud on her achievements. She was different from everyone.

The only thing that makes me sad is that she loved the person who used her like a tissue paper, who played with her feelings, who cheated her. Who raped her.

The only reason that Naila's case was delaying because Hoorain was pregnant and court had to need her statements too to punish Aaliyaan, but now I was thinking to talk to Hoorain and reopen the case.

I know Hoorain would get upset for scratching her past but I had to give my sister justice. Aaliyaan was still in lockup and I wanted him to rot in hell.

It was 7:00 pm when I reached home. I frowned as house was awfully silent today. Usually there was always chattering of servants.

I was getting tense as there was no one so firstly I stepped towards Hoorain's room, I became worried as she was not there.

"Nafeesa" I shouted I fastened my steps towards kitchen but there was also no one. I was about to go and ask to security guard when my gaze landed on the dining room. It was joint to kitchen and it's door was open.

I entered but halted on my steps when I saw different dishes on dinning table and all were my favourite dishes. There was a bouquet of Lily flowers on the centre of the table.

Whole room was illuminated with little candles in corners giving it a romantic vibe. Candle light dinner? The first thought came in my mind.

A tap on my shoulder made me turn and my breath was caught when I saw Hoorain in red Saree. I was shocked and my heart rose to complete new emotion that I wasn't aware of. Heat crawled my neck as I gazed at her. She was looking strikingly beautiful.

"Aslam o alaikum" she shyly said, taking me out of my trance.

" W-walam sorry Walaikum aslaam" My stuttering made my face red with embarrassment as I rubbed my nape of my neck to avoid her amusing gaze. She was also blushing and I noticed she was fidgeting her fingers. It meant she was nervous. Did she really do this all for me? I was believing it but I wanted her to confess it to me.

"Did you do this all for me?" I asked out loud as I already knew the answer but I wanted to listen from her mouth. She looked into my eyes and I was drown into those beautiful orbs. Isn't it beautiful when someone especial makes your day even more special with the effort or love they put in.

Does she love me? Or has just accepted me as her fate?

The thought just passed quickly through my mind but I didn't Ponder over it.

" Didn't you like it? " She innocently asked. I smiled and clasped her hands.

"I loved it" Small smile touched her lips as I appreciated her. She took a step forward and closed the space between us and caressed my jaw. My heart was on wild beating as I softly closed my eyes to feel her touch. She slowly raised on her toes and crushed her lips with mine. My eyes snapped open as I was taken aback at first but I didn't waste a second and responded her hungrily and passionately. She placed her one hand on the nape of my neck and other in my hair. I clutched her body to mine and pushed her to the nearby wall. When she was out of her breath she pushed me a little and I realised that she needed some oxygen man.

We both were gasping and breathing hard, I rested my forehead against her's. She softly closed her eyes, just then I took in her face. She didn't do any makeup and trust me her natural beauty is what I die for. She was smelling of vanilla and honey as she was looking beautiful in this Red Saree. I tugged her hair strands behind her ear as I pecked on her cheek.

She smiled and took my hand in her's and kissed on my palm. I was just watching her intently.

"I love you Fahad" She whispered, swelling my heart with happiness and warmth, this moment was best for me.

"Hoor my love" I engulfed her in my arms and kissed at the top of her hair.

"Say it again " I requested. She chuckled.

"I love you so much Mr. Handsome" She whispered in my ear again. I was grinning like a fool at her confident self. It was unbelievable that the innocent and timid Hoorain was falling off her guard in front of me.

I was glad that she wanted me to see her real self and protect her.

In university she was the confident girl and her confidence and self esteem made me go crazy for her but now time was changed and she became a timid and shy girl in front me but I was contented that she was slowly coming to her old self.

We parted and she again shyly looked down at her hand.

"I'm sorry for that day in hospital for ignoring you, It's just....

She cut me off by putting her hand on my lips.

"Just forget everything Fahad, this moment is our's. I don't want to ruin our night by talking about past and future, but only present. I want you to make me mine. It's just there is no more care in me for the future and I've no interest in my past"

There was something in her tone that made me scared but at the same it gave me the relief for what I was longing.

"Hoor do you really want to" I held her chin softly and she looked at me with those emotions which were not difficult for me to comprehend. Nothing was to answer and nothing was to question. beating of our hearts and our eyes told us what we really yearned at that moment.

I cradled her in my arms and ascended the stairs. She hided her face in my chest while her both hands were around my neck.

Today I was not taking her in my room but in our room.

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She was sleeping peacefully in my arms.

I looked at wall clock and it struck 10:00 pm, my stomach was grumbling in hunger.

"Hoor please wake up" I whispered in her ear. She whined in her sleep and turned on her side. I chuckled and slowly stood up from the bed. I was in my trousers so quickly I put on the T-shirt, headed downwards to the kitchen and heated up all the dishes which we didn't had a chance to eat.

After heating up and serving on the table, I climbed the stairs and forwarded towards my room.

"Hoorain I'm hungry" I said as I entered in the room and sat on the bed beside ber. She opened her eyes immediately and sat up straight.

"I'm sorry it's just I was very tired.." her eyes went wide as she didn't complete her sentence, her cheeks turned beet root. I grinned at her but said nothing as I knew past was still haunting her..

"That food must be very cold by now, I'll just make something else for you" She said as she stood up from the bed. I quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to my lap.

"I've already heated up the food, sorry I spoiled our candle light dinner..... By the way you are looking good in my shirt" I winked at her and released her from my grip. She didn't take a second to stand up from my lap.

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"Food is amazing I must say" I complimented her as I took another spoon of Singaporean rice. She smiled.

After dinner, she was about to go in her room when I again grasped her wrist. She frowned as she looked back.

"Don't need to use this guest room anymore, I'll shift all your stuff in my room in the morning" I said, she was about to say something when I cut her off.

"Now that you've accepted me, I want you to live with me in our room" tears glistened in her eyes as she tried to sustain her smile.

"Thank you" She mumbled as she hugged me.

"for what?"

"For becoming the part of my life" Her voice muffled against my chest. Maybe she was aware of my heart going crazy at that moment for having her in my life, in my arms, in her right place. I was grateful to Allah so she was.

I was complete with her as she was looking complete with me.

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We were sleeping when my phone started ringing, I stirred in my sleep. I took the mobile from side table and looked at the screen. All sleep vanished from my eyes.

"Who's calling at this time" Fahad groggy voice reached to my ears, as he looked at the wall clock. It was 3:00 am. I mentally smacked myself for not keeping my mobile on silent mode.

"N-nothing it's Hania, maybe she is worried about her wedding and wants to discuss with me something" I explained to him and picked up the call.

" Aslam o alaikum Hania how are you?"

I looked at Fahad and gestured him to sleep while I came out of the room. Fahad's room had also a terrace but I couldn't talk there because that way he'll know everything.

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Today I was getting married to Faraz. The man who was not interested in me, who was going to test my patience and love in every way possible. I badly wanted this marriage to be normal and happiest for both of us but unfortunately nothing was normal.

Nothing was normal when I knew that if I confess my feelings to him, he would not acknowledge them. I was afraid that he might would hurt me if I would let him know about my emotions. But who was I kidding to.

I badly wanted to be selfish at that moment but it was difficult.

Beautiful red lehnga, Golden jewelry along with golden sandals were laying on the bed and I was just staring them while biting my lower lip. I wanted to cry loudly due to the frustration and nervousness that was eating me up.

"Oh my goodness Hani" Sara exclaimed while startling me. Ayesha laughed shaking her head at me.

"Don't you both have manners that one should knock on the door before entering in someone's room" I rolled my eyes at them and entered in my walk in closet to take a deep breath.

"Yeah we are monkeys" Ayesha laughed. She and her laughing style could put anyone and especially me into pits of laughter. I forgot my sadness and came out of closet to only receive a smack from Sara on my head.

"Now what did I do" I whined while she glared at me.

"Why haven't you wore your wedding dress, when will Ayesha do your makeup? Do we both look stupid that we are all ready for your wedding and you've not even taken a bath. Look at the time" She scolded me, now it was my turn to glare at her but when my gaze flickered to wall clock, I quickly ran to bathroom.

I hurriedly took shower and wore my wedding dress, then Ayesha began with my makeup and hair. After that Sara helped me to wear my jewelry and sandals. They gave a little touch up to their makeup also.

Ayesha made a bun in my hair and then beautifully wrapped a hijab around my head.

Alhamdulillah I was happy with my look. I was really looking good to myself.

"Ma Shaa Allah you're looking breath taking. Faraz bhai is gonna go crazy in love with you tonight" Ayesha winked at me and my mood again became sour hearing that but I still laughed to hide my pain.

He's never gonna love me.

"Hey ask Khala Aasia to come to me. I've not seen her from past few hours" I requested Sara who was going out of the room to drink the water.

There was still some time in the Nikah so I was just sitting on the couch while Ayesha was taking selfies in her mobile.

After some time Khala came inside along with some other relatives. She stared at me for a while holding back her tears.

"You're making it difficult for me Khala, please I don't wanna see your makeup ruining due to crying" I tried to be funny but my voice also cracked. She sat beside me and hugged me.

"I missed my parents alot of times but you are my real mother Khala, you gave me the unconditional love, You are my best friend, I love you so much my cute Khala" I whispered and pinched her cheeks. She chuckled and kissed on my forehead.

"I love you too my jaan" She removed

some kajal from her left eye then swiped behind my ear to save me from evil eye. It's her saying and she always did that, whenever I looked good.

"Aslam o alaikum" all our eyes went to the entrance where Hoorain was standing with a large box of sweets. One of my relatives took the box and kept on the table.

Hoorain was wearing Golden maxi and black sandals. Her makeup was done with perfection and her hair were opened in loose curls. She was looking ethereal like always.

She met with every person present in the room and then she came and hugged me.

" You're looking gorgeous Ma Shaa Allah " She complimented me, I grinned and mumbled a thank you.

"Hoorain meet my friends Sara and Ayesha, She is Hoorain Faraz's best friend's wife or you can say my sister in law" I introduced them, while they acknowledged each other.

"OK now girls Molvi Sahab is coming for the Nikah, be prepared" Khala announced, All girls and women wore veils on their head and I also sat down on the couch. Suddenly my palms started sweating and my whole being was shivering due to nervousness when Molvi Sahab made his presence for the Nikah.

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Nikah was done and I was now Mrs. Faraz. This feeling was beautiful no doubt.

After Nikah we all moved to the marriage Hall, which was looking attractive and appealing with the decorations.

Ayesha, Sara and Hoorain helped me in walking with this heavy dress to the stage where Faraz was sitting.

As I reached to the stage, a manly hand was offered to me, when I looked upwards it was Faraz.

Oh my goodness

He was looking so handsome in his blue tux, Someone beside tugged me when I came into senses and held his hand. He smirked at me while these evil friends of mine were giggling at me. I mentally cursed myself for staring at him for that much long.

Faraz left my hand and sat down with me. Butterflies were bubbling in my stomach when Faraz closed the gap between us and reached to the level of my ear.

"Were you checking me out?" he whispered in my ear. My ears turned red in Embarasement.

He never misses a chance to tease me.

I looked ahead and noticed the curiosity in many as to what was he saying to me.

"In your dreams" I retorted but with fake smile so that people don't understand anything. He chuckled and sat back in his previous position.

When photographer came for the pictures, Faraz again took my hand in his. I glared at him but he wasn't looking at me.

Our hands looked perfect together with wedding bands shining on our middle fingers. He was giving me weird feelings. Why was he behaving like he was so happy with this marriage when he was not!

"What are you trying to pretend? " I asked and he looked at me with questioning eyes.

"What happened" Was he really dumb or was actually playing with me.

" Why are you holding my hand again n again?" I witnessed the mischief glint in his eyes, which made me clench my jaw.

"Because you are my wife" he shrugged. I rose my eyebrow at him.

" By the way honey you are looking aesthetically beautiful" he winked, my jaw dropped to the ground.

What has happened to him.