Marriage!

It's a mutual commitment to love without condition or expiration date. It needs communication. And communication works for those who work on it.

A happy marriage is about three things:

Memories about togetherness,

Forgiveness of mistakes,

And a promise to never give up on each other. A great marriage is not when a perfect couple comes together, its when an imperfect couple learn to enjoy their differences.

They both were imperfect for each other.

Arzoo was timid and coy, while Amaan was wild and beast.

Arzoo had no confidence while Amaan's second name was confidence.

She was water and he was fire.

She was everything opposite him and so was he but they have learned to accept their differences and accept it. Amaan was seeing all the good things that he blinded his eyes to not see in her. Apart from her beauty, she was a modest and pure heart girl which he couldn't notice before.

Her way of dressing, her way of walking, her way of talking with not being able to make eye contact for long and every time struggling with her long hairs which would cover her face, her amber eyes, her striking features, her everything was flattering his heart. She was a pure girl for a beast like him. Now he was regretting his actions toward her.

His mind and his heart were blaming him for a month of torturing her. Her screams, her cries and her seclusion and despondency was disturbing his mind. And on top of that, last night's purity made him guiltier. She was as pure as pearl and he blamed and cursed her dignity?

Last night was a saintliness night. He noticed her chastity, virtue and piety. He witnessed her nobility of soul. She hide herself in his arms to seek what she was searching for. May be peace of mind. Amaan knew she was trying so hard to come to the terms of life, but the stress in her innocent eyes, was not hidden from him. And last night, she wanted to take a leap of fate. Which she did;

Her shy protests, her thunderstruck guise and miens, her tears were all printed and saved in his mind like a permanent tattoo for life.

The events cost him to think of the start of the beginning which never happened before. He wanted to trust the magic of the beginnings. But he knew that he has a long way to go since he could clearly see the emptiness in her eyes. He needed to make her up to what he had messed up all this while. The old skin has to shed before the new one can come.

, he punched the boxing bad one last time making it fly in the air without wings. Catching it along with his rugged breaths he Ranked his hands in his hairs which were drenched in sweat, Amaan made his way out of his private gym in his mansion. After last night, he couldn't sleep when Arzoo slept in dawn hours but he made his way to his gym. Glancing at his watch which showed 7 in the morning, Amaan entered to his room seeing her sleeping peacefully in the giant bed snuggling more in the blanket. her long tresses spread on the pillow shining in the shy rays of the sun shine peeking throw the windows. Glancing at her face, his heart skipped its beat, her innocent face was looking prudent with intumesce lips and tumefy eyes. She stirred and his eyes traveled to her crystal neck, his chest swelled with proud seeing fleck hickies there.

She was his by every mean!

His heart was soaring in high speed now. His urge was taking the best of him. Amaan took deliberate steps toward the sleeping beauty which was breaking his patience's last thread.

But it looked like luck had other plan for him as his phone buzzed making him groaned. It was his honest intention to avoid it but looking at the ID he simply couldn't.

'' good morning mom '' going toward his closet, he picked up his phone not wanting to disturb her sleep.

'' asalam alaikum son '' Amaan could never fail to notice the accusing voice of his mother. he rolled his eyes and a smile made on his lips.

'' now don't ask me how am I or your dad. You listen to me first. You both are coming for dinner tonight as Anabia is coming here too with Zahir'' Mrs. Zarina was happy having her kids beside her but this time this happiness was ten times folded as they had a good news which made her all worries disappeared.

'' mom can we come some other time, plus Anabia and Zahir are always there so what's new?'' Amaan was not happy with the plan as he wanted to spend his time with his wife. But his statement made Mrs. Zarina angry.

'' Amaan'' her voice was stern. Amaan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

'' fine mom we will be there''

'' I am going to be a grandmother soon Amaan I can't believe this. I called Anabia here as you know her in laws are not in London with her. I want to take a good care of her as much as I can and as much as Zahir can let her spend her time here'' the happiness in her voice made him happy too. Amaan smiled seeing her happy and also he knew how much Anabia and Zahir wanted to be parents for such a long time. their desperation for having babies were not hidden and he felt genuinely happy for his twin sister.

'' I am happy for them mom ''

'' why are you like this Amaan?'' Mrs. Zarina smacked her forehead feeling her son's expressionless and cold reply. This was Amaan. It was easy for him to express his anger but extremely hard for him to express his happiness or love.

'' what did I do now?'' he was puzzled on his mom's reaction.

'' nothing. Tell my daughter in law too about night's plan''

'' yeah '' a smirk appeared on his face with the mention of her. he hanged up the phone and made his way to his room but to only find if empty. Amaan glanced around the room which was made neatly. He smirked. The voice of shower made him realized of her being there. Amaan sighed and lay down in the middle of the bed with his arms spread open.

Arzoo was standing in the en suit bath room looking at herself in the mirror. I glow was visible on her face. She looked at her face closely, a shy smile made its way on her face remembering the accounts of last night.

She was his now by every mean!

She opened her eyes when she heard him talking to someone on phone. Looking at herself wrapped in the blanket made her more wary and mousy as she recalled the events of last night. Taking her last strength, she got up and lave the farrago and muddle around. Arzoo ran to bath room in a bed sheet when she heard his conversation was over.

Taking a hot shower which was most needed, Arzoo glanced around the bath room and smacked her fore head as in hurry of not being caught, she forgot to take her clothes from the closet.

Contemplating on what to do, she wrapped herself in a towel. Thinking of the possibilities to make a way out when she felt arms snaked to her tiny waist. Arzoo gasped but relaxed when she felt his lips of her wet neck. Arzoo shuddered and realized the corporeality of her situation.

Standing in the bathroom.

Freshly bathed.

But in a towel!

It took much longer for her to come out of the bath room. Amaan looked at the door of bathroom and suddenly his mind clicked as in hurry to get inside, she didn't take her clothes from closet as he was there. A smirk darted on his face. He stood up and stood in front of the bath room. turning the knob, he was surprised to see it was not locked. He entered to only see her gross in her thinking while standing in a towel. Arzoo was looking an epitome of beauty. Taking fluid steps toward her who didn't notice his presents till now.

Amaan snaked his arms around her tiny waist making her gasp and gulped. She was a sight to behold.

The water droplets were like dew drops making patterns on her neck. He kissed her neck while Arzoo shuddered. Amaan turned her abruptly. Her innocent eyes were wide in shock but soon changed to embarrassment as she tried to hide from his intense eyes and made a move to leave but only to be pulled back by him. Leaning down to her level whose breath hitched looking the intensity in his eyes. Arzoo felt his hot lips on her right cheek. He looked at her and smiled.

'' I crave so much more than just a physical connection. I crave words and depths. I crave who you are and where you came from. Your desires and fears, I yearned to know every inch of you beyond the surface. I know I messed up things. I fucking know that but I want to make it up to you. you have given us a chance and I want to you to open up to me that what you feel and how you feel.

I am not a man who dream about something, I am a man of goals and make it possible by anyhow. Either by force or persuasion which is not my cup of tea.'' Amaan was stroking her cheeks and Arzoo was looking in the depth of his eyes with much difficulty. She could feel him being generous.

''I want you, all of you. your flaws, your mistakes, your imperfection I want you and only you. I know I am being selfish again but that's what I am Arzoo. I have flaws, I have made mistakes and I am imperfect but I want us to work on these all and make it perfect. Our relationship took a deep step and I am proud to say that I have my wife with me but I want you to say that about me too.

Are you with me?''

Arzoo nodded her head but the crease on his forehead made her to open her mouth.

'' I am ''

She replied timidly making him smile and a smile darted on her lips too. she looked down not bearing the intensity of his eyes. but Amaan pulled her chin up with his finger and pestered his lips on her neck trailing it up till her jaw. The marks and blemishes were more visible now. Arzoo shuddered.

'' A... Amaan I n.... need''

'' to change?'' his husky voice send shivers down her spine. She trembled on the change of tone of him. Amaan looked at her, his eyes were dilated and it was an alarm for her to ran but how?

She gulped and put her hands on his chest.

'' I need to ch...change and m... make breakfast'' her shy whisper was making his heart to take leaps.

'' but I want something'' he whispered in her ear. Arzoo looked at him who pulled apart from her and was looking at her innocent green eyes.

Amaan could read the confusion in her eyes.

'' I want a hot, steaming, fiery cup of..................'' he paused and looked at her who was already looking at him. he knew that she must be thinking of what but little did she knew what he was thinking.

'' Of you ''

He purred the last part and the look in her eyes making a wry smile on his face while the look in his eyes made her heart churn.

Amaan gently pushed her to shower chamber and turned the shower on making her gasp on his sudden act.

When it rains we look for rainbow and when it's dark we look for stars because we look for life in everything.

This was new for both of them but they were ready to embrace it.

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Ok so here is the update.

One chapter left then an epilogue.

Keep reading and keep guessing.