《Muslim & Pakistani Love stories》🥀💖
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They All got out of the car one by one except Saad. He was still in dilemma.
The Bajwa House was looking quite fabulous with sparkling sparkles on the edges. It was the birthday of youngest girl in their family.
Everyone was quite familiar with Linta as she was noor's bestie from childhood. Not once anyone complained about her as she was the most perfect girl anyone could get.
'' Aye Assalam mere bachay''
Noor's mother said in a sweet dripping from her tone and hugged linta in a bone crushing hug.
''Wassalam Aunty''
Linta said in quiet but sweet tone passing smile to her mother.
She met everyone one by one placing a smile on her lips which looked genuine. She tried to make it look genuine but her smile couldn't reached up to Noor's eyes and Noor was sure she got to ask her what happened.
''Linta pinta kesi ho bete''
Noor's phupho said while patting her head up
''Mein theek hu phupho. Ap kesi hai''
Noor's phupho have strictly warned linta not to call her aunty as she feels like an old lady well she is but her heart doesn't accept it.
Jaawan log Jaawan logo ki baatein
After 2 hours.
Everyone was standing around the dining table waiting for noor to come and cut the cake but she was not coming though.
''Noor betay katay bhi cake sab ne phir apne ghr bhi jana hai''
Noor's mother said in sweet tone but warning drippin from her tone.
''Mama yar linta washroom gayi hai usko anay to de.''
Noor said while whining making everyone laugh out there.
''Acha sai''
Noor's mother said understanding her concern that noor will never cut the cake without the presence of her best friend,
I came out of the washroom and saw there the room was empty not even a single soul present out there. I am in upper portion ahh everyone must be downstairs waiting for me.
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I hurriedly walked towards dressing table set my hair and removed the actually the painting noor did to my face. Well it was lookin nice but I don't like makeup though,
While wearing the tops when fell down I bend to pick it up as I turned around. I screamed in shock what the holy hell.
I found Noor's cousin lookin straight in my eyes.
My eyes widened I immediately went backwards.
''A-AP''
I said in a stuttering tone. I was nervous as hell. He was looking like the most beautiful and handsome people out there.
''Wo meine apse maafi mangni thi apko meine gaari mein dara diya tha mera matlb wo nhi tha bas ghussa tha noor ki waja se''
He said in a tone filled with honey Aww so cute
wait- what
''Nahi koi baat nhi hota hai......''
I said in a stammering tone I just wanted to shush him out of the room
Agr kisi ne dekh liya aise hamein to kya sochege
He just backed away and said huda hafiz and went out shukarr.
I turned towards mirror and oh hell I found myself looking like a red flower I was so red omg.
Did he saw me like that!!!!!
omgg Ugh I am so embarrassed
I just drank a glass of water and went out.
Ahh saad chup krja yaar kitna muskuraye gaa.
I couldn't stop smilng after coming from her room. Her stammering tone her stutters and her beautiful face which was turning red time by time.
It was better for me to leave the room as I wouldn't control myself over her.
She is a beautiful girl with a beautiful soul. I just love her.
wait-
Isn't it too early for love.
I will wait for a bit and then i will see.
She came to dining room normal and dramay baaz noor clapped she stood beside noor.
I was watching her every move like a creep
Maybe it was your stammering tone
Your nervous look
Your eyes
Your smile
Your personality
Your soul
Which made me fall for you
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