'' it's time Arzoo lets go''

This one sentence dropped her heart; she closed her eyes and start reciting sura'ahs to stay calm.

Anabia hold her hand her eyes were down and her whole body was shaking like a leaf. Her breathing was unsteady and her heart was pacing very fast now. she thought it will stop anytime.

God please help me I don't know how to walk to him please be with me.

She closed her eyes and tears slipped from cheeks.

With heavy steps she left the room. with every step negative thoughts were haunting her mind, how will he look at her?

How will he react?

Will he like her?

Or, how about her?

What will she do when she look at him?

She was having pessimistic, worrisome and fearful thoughts.

In such situations, you have two options when it comes to dealing with negative thoughts.

One: to analyze your thoughts, ponder, think through, study, think some more – or to learn to ignore or dismiss it at once.

She was having this tumor, she was right at her place, after years she will face him as his wife.

But she was still struggling, what will happen?

Have he really accepted me as his wife?

Why do I feel like something bad is coming my way?

Why do I get negative feelings?

Breath Arzoo I trust on my ALLAH ( j ) nothing will happen.

With that thought she took deep breaths and opened her eyes.

Now I am Mrs. Amaan Rahmani I have to face him I have to stand beside him.

I am officially his wife now.

She took deep breaths and reached to the entrance of the main hall.

She felt so ashamed when she looked at herself in vanity because of her exposed skin but now she was more ashamed because Anabia took her shawl so she felt naked.

The cold air of the hall was giving goosebumps to her exposed skin. She was trying to not slip to her phobia. I am fine, hall is not cold, breath breath.

She wanted to crawl somewhere and hide. But from who?

From the eyes of the guests or from her husband?

Husband?

'' from here you go alone to stage''

Said Noori to her while leaving her hand.

'' no Noori I can't walk in these heels and my dress?''

Arzoo said with a hushed and worried tone.

'' you can Arzoo and you will.

He is your husband so walk confidently and slowly. It's the time Arzoo you have to face it with confidence''.

Squeezed her hands and left her alone there.

All the lights were off now only dim lights were on and a spot light was sit on entrance.

Every eye was on the entrance now to look at her.

Amaan was highly frustrated now.

It was against his discipline to wait for someone and that too to her?

He huffed '' what the fuck is this?

I am fucking Amaan Rahmani who is now waiting for a piece of shit?

I have nev...

His words stopped in his mouth as the slow music was on and Amaan turn and there he saw an angle entered the hall with all her mighty and grace.

His eyes were wide open and a mere fraction of bewilderment was flashing in his brown eyes.

He was freezing still on his place.

His world stopped at that exact second, when his eyes laid on her.

SNAP

SNAP

SNAP

Everything around him snapped in to still.

He had never seen such beauty before.

In her white trumpet wedding gown, which was hugging her slim and slender figure so perfectly, showing her every curve so delicious to the eyes.

Her tiny waist and her perfect shape hips hugged the dress so perfectly.

Holding a beautiful bouquet of red rose with both hands and her face was under her blusher veil and her eyes were down.

Leaving the beauty of her neck which was bare from any jewelry looked to ravishing to him.

She is so fucking breathing.

He mentally praised her beauty. He couldn't believe what he was seeing now. Standing with his signature authorative aura, he was eyeing her intensly.

Walking to him he could feel her hesitation, he could feel her nervousness but still she was walking with grace to him.

With much difficulty Arzoo approached the stage with staggering feet.

She could feel his hot gaze on herself and that made her more nervous.

She could hear the guests awing at her but her heated gaze was feeling her more uncomfortable.

Arzoo swallowed hard when she reached the stairs of the stage.

Since her dress was long and her heels were high too, without help she couldn't climb the stairs.

'' close your mouth and help her to climb the stairs''

Ali whispered to him while nudging him a little.

Amaan came out of his hazy thoughts and realized his situation.

Lamentably, he took her hand while she was holding her dress to climb to stage, he caught her off guard and took her hand and pulled her up to stand in front of him.

Her breathing was uneven. She was shocked of his this sudden move. Suddenly she felt all hot, her hand was burning in his strong hand, she felt his hand very strong and rough, and he felt hot over the warmness of her hand, he find her hand very tiny and soft, life a soft wool on a tough fabric.

Her heart was hammering now and she felt all hot from the place he touched her.

It looked like his touch burned her.

It was the first ever time someone had touched her and that too with full right and authority.

He felt strange on his own act.

He felt like to hold her like this forever.

'' Amaan''

Anabia's voice broke his staring and he looked at his sister confusingly like he was not aware of anything.

'' take of her blusher''

Anabia said to him in a hush tone.

He looked back to Arzoo who was standing in front of him with her eyes down and still her hand was in his hand.

She freed the hand from his hand slowly and he didn't like it.

Why do I feel like this?

He took her blusher and pulled her back to her back.

Her eyes were down and he was staring her back.

Her straight face with slight indentions in her cheeks revealing the prominence of her jaw and cheek bones which were dusted in a pink hue.

Sharp yet perfect nose

Fair skin

Full plump lips

Long lashes that were fanning her cheeks

Beautiful long brown hair which were in elegantly in curls and cascaded to her left shoulder with few strands falling on her temples and where touching her delicate neck.

Slender neck with striking collar bone.

Her sweetheart neckline was doing nothing to cover her bare arms and neck, but she was holding the bouquet right over her cleavage which was not revealing though.

Still he could see her bosom covered but still she was uncomfortable. And he sensed that.

Amaan could feel her nervousness, her uneven breathing which causes her chest to be up and down, but she was covering her chest with her bouquet.

She was biting her lower lip and her eyes were downcast and shivering.

He didn't like her lower eyes, he wanted to see her eyes too.

She is so fucking beautiful, so perfect.

Her face and her figure but I want to see her eyes.

Why is she looking down?

He thought to himself irritatingly and just like she heard him.

Her eyes slowly traveled to his broad chest and shoulders while his arms were masculine his muscles were jutting out of his suit and showed every curve of his muscles.

His muscular body was in an expensive three-piece black Armani suit.

Then his strong jaw, set in firmly with slight stubble.

His plump and full lips,

His strong and sharp nose which suited his straight face,

His high manly cheekbones,

And then his brown eyes which captivated her instantly.

There was something in his eyes which she couldn't decipher.

He shock freeze on his place when he saw her captivating big amber eyes.

He had seen beautiful faces before too, but this face had beauty and dignity.

FUCK!

He mentally cursed but it looked that she heard him, she averted her eyes and looked down.

He didn't like it.

He was pulled off his reverie while they were called to cut the cake.

He held her hand and cascaded down the stairs to cut the cake.

She felt sweat in her palms, this was the second time he was holding her hand.

She bit her lip and did what they were asked to do.

He intertwined their fingers together and her heart skipped a beat.

She was sure that he could hear her heart beat now. She didn't try to free her hand from his hand.

She was now her wife so there was no need to run away from him although she needed some time to adjust to him.

With shivering hands, she holded the knife and he put his hand on her hand and cut the cake.

Noori put some cake on a plate and give it to Arzoo to give it to him and she took the plate hesitantly.

Her hands were shaking while she was struggling to take a spoon of cake and give it to him.

Amaan was watching her, he enjoyed her nervousness.

So naïve she is.

His heated gaze was melting her, she bited her lip and Amaan took spoon from her hand and bring it to her lips which were looking more appealing while shivering in nude lip color.

She looked at him in shock.

There he got it he wanted her eyes to look at him.

He smirk, their eyes locked amber to brown.

These eyes are so captivating, they are so beautiful. He mentally said while looking at her eyes intently.

She lowered her eyes.

He gave the plate back to Noori and didn't eat at all.

Why he didn't eat? She thought to herself.

He put a wedding ring on her ring finger.

It was a square cut gold studded with diamonds.

All this while she was keeping the bouquet close to her chest and Amaan noticed her discomfort.

After a while the wedding ceremony was over and it was time for her farewell to her uncle and his family.

She was very emotional and she couldn't control her tears as they were falling down freely.

Mr. Jamil hugged her and kissed the crown of her head.

'' no no my child you are my strong child stop crying now''

She was sobbing.

Noori hugged her too and she was in tears too while Hamid put his hand on her head and give her a happy smile.

Amaan sighed.

'' what the fuck is this all drama?''

He asked Ali with an irritating look.

'' bro she is emotional and she has the right to be''

Amaan rolled his eyes.

Finally, they were in his black BMW Benz riding to his bungalow.

All this while she was sniffing and crying silently.

Her these cries were irritating him to no end.

He found it so frustrating.

He scratched his nose and looked at her, her shoulders were covered in her shawl, but her head was bow down and she was crying.

'' what is it with crying''

He asked her nonchalantly.

She looked at him but didn't reply as she looked back to her lap.

Uffff her this eye game.

Nobody has the audacity to look away from me unless I told them too, but its ok I will teach her my rules and regulations.

She has to learn some discipline as far as I see she lack a lot.

He smirked to himself in the mean while he got a call and he got busy with his call.

He is so insensitive and so arrogant she thought to herself.

'' yeah I will send it when I arrive to home but make sure to send me the details fast is it understood?''

He said with his usual authoritative voice which made Arzoo scared of his personality.

After a while they arrived at the decorated bungalow.

Amaan got out of car left her alone; she was not knowing what to do when Anabia came and took her hand and made her out of the car.

They entered the main hall of the bungalow, Anabia made her sit in hall with guests.

It was already 2AM and she was so tired that her whole body was aching.

It was not snowing but the winds were making the weather cold and her feet were cold, although the hall was warm because AC was on.

'' My god Masha 'Allah Zarina your daughter in law is so beautiful ''

Mrs. Zarina nodded and smiled but she looked weak and pale.

'' aunty you need to rest it's not safe for you to be awake till late''

Said Ali with a concern in his eyes because he noticed her and he knew she is not well.

'' yeah, I will go but first Anabia take Arzoo to her room and where is Amaan?''

Asked Mrs. Zarina in a weak voice.

'' mom he went to study he said don't disturb me because I need to work for a while''

Replied Anabia

Mr. Ahmad and Mrs. Zarina sighed.

'' this boy now he is a husband too but look at him''

Said Mrs. Zarina to her husband.

'' aunty he said its urgent so don't worry''

Ali replied trying to cover the situation although he knew that his ignore game will never be over in case of Arzoo.

Mrs. Zarina nodded and deep sighed.

Anabia took Arzoo's hand and take her to her new room all this while her heart was not beating but drumming. she thought it will explode.

Every stair which she climbed; her heart was coming to her throat.

Finally she came to double door and Anabia opened it and took her inside.

'' this is your room from now on so relax and don't worry. brother will finish his work he will come here soon''

Upon hearing his name, she felt fretful and fidgety.

She took deep breath and looked at Anabia.

'' I feel cold Anabia and my clothes where are they?''

She smiled at her and took her hand take her to bed and told her.

'' it's ok AC is on and also your clothes are in closet but don't change now, let him come to room first I will tell him to come here. it's not good if you change now and also brother doesn't like AC high but still I will high it two points for you and also you need to take off this shawl now''

With that without waiting for her reply she took off her shawl from her shoulders leaving her shoulders bare and toke it in her hands.

She felt flabbergasted now, she was lost.

She was feeling uncomfortable for so many reasons.

One was in a room which was a little cold for her.

Second was her revealing dress while Anabia took off her shawl from her shoulders, now she felt naked how will she face him she touched her shoulders and her neck she felt like she is fully naked.

Third was her veil with was itching her hair because the pins were disturbing her hairs she felt headache because the pins in the veil and her bun were giving her hard time.

She wanted to leave this dress and wear something comfortable; she wanted to breathe but what now?

'' but Anabia this veil and dress.

'' Arzoo it's your wedding night do you know what that means?

So stop nagging all the time about this dress and yes I will take off the veil but you need to be in this dress till he comes''

She didn't let her complete and said it with a smile.

To say that she was feeling nervous then that would be an understatement in fact she was beyond nervous.

Oh god she felt her heart will stop any time she felt scare to the pit of her stomach, she closed her eyes.

Anabia saw her reaction

'' don't worry everything will be fine just remember what I have told you before

He is highly impatient person and very aggressive you just need to be patient with him

Submit yourself to him, just go with the flow. I know its not easy, your relationship is different. You have never been with each other and opening up yourself in front of him is not easy. But now he is your husband. Don't play with his patience.

If he wants you, try to understand him and be calm in front of him.

Men are impatience creature of god and Amaan is no exception.

He is highly impatient, just be with him and understand his needs and rights.

It will take time for him to undertstand you and you will also take time to understand him , but if he wants his rights on you then let him, don't push him in the beginning. Amaan is not like other man who will understand you, he will get it to his ego. He doesant like No word.

I know Arzoo what you are thinking but I know him, he is not bad, he is aggressive, impatient, controller, moody, arrogant but he is not bad.

You will know slowly slowly I know this.

He will be gentle just you give him what he wants, although I know him he will not push you but still if he does, you be calm in front of him.

Is that understood?''

Arzoo weakly nodded and took a deep breath.

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