Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

Letting your hair fall down,

casting down your eyelashes,

Where have you learned to do such magic?

You know how to speak in such flattering words..

Go on, move away, stop this torture...

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Shahzaib's POV :-

She is becoming the magical spell on me, I wanted to stay away from yet I can't seem to be myself to do such a torture on my soul. The way her hooded eyes gazing in mine is far beyond any definition of love. I wanted her to express the words her eyes are speaking of but she is hesitating and I can see that. She is afraid but I am not sure of what. Should I proceed further or just move away?

My hands can't seem to control in this very moment when she is ready to submit her being. Slowly and cautiously my hands traced her skin underneath, sounds of pleasure escaping through her lips as if they were waiting for this moment.

"May I?" I asked, she now is becoming more beautiful than ever.

"Hm...hmm.." that's all her reply is, I know she is becoming shy.

I level down my face near her ear, she took a deep breath.

"Words meri jaan (My darling) words.." I said in a husky tone and look at her face.

She looked at me with a face of crimson colour and gulping with a expression of fear. A growling sound left from my chest, vision darken. Desires ignited with the sensation of her innocent expressions.

~9 days later~

Shahnoor's POV :-

It's been days since we have a clear talk with each other. I wanted his attention but he seems to ignore me whenever I try to approach him. That night driven us crazy but when he asked me for my words I wasn't able to gain all that courage, may be I am not ready yet or I am becoming afraid of Allah knows what? Taking my silence as a rejection he disappointedly stepped away from me, I was sad back than and now as well. I shouldn't had done that.

"Ma'am, Is everything okay?" Yolanda asked.

"Hmm.." I look at her, she look at me with concern.

I smile lightly with a nod.

"Don't worry, I am all okay." I said than started plating the dining table.

"Shahno!" Firoz bhai came.

"Yes?" I asked, looking at him.

"Mehndi artist is here along with the beauticians, Rania is getting pampered for tomorrow after dinner you should also get all that ready." Firoz bhai said, busy looking at his phone.

"But bhai I don't need all that and about mehndi, I will be okay with it." I said, sitting on a chair.

"Oh no shahno~ you can't say no to this. Its bhai's order, he wants his wife to look all royal. After all you are "The Shahzaib Ahmed mirza's Wife"." Firoz bhai said, marking those last words with knowing look.

"Hmm..okay~ but first let's have dinner." I said, standing up.

"Okay, but let me make a call first." He said, already putting the phone near his ear.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

"Its done ma'am." The mehndi artist said, cracking her knuckles with a yawn.

"Finally~" I said, falling on my back on the bed.

"Ma'am, I am done as well. Than we will leave." The beautician said, after applying the last tea-tree serum on my face.

"Thank you everyone for your hard work." I said with a smile.

Can't he just wished for something really simple, Like this mehndi on the feet and hands makes me feel like I am the bride not Rania. All though the facial was relaxing along with massaging pack. The beautician told me Its a bridal package, Why did he choose a bridal package instead a normal one. Even though I am glowing after all the therapy.

Crackling sound of the door of my room caught my attention, I feel a little concious now. Is he here now?

"umhm.." He cleared his throat behind me, My heart picked up its pace.

Taking a deep breath, I turn around slowly with my hands hanging in the air and my plazo tugging on my sides because of the henna on my feet. I look like joker right now, embarrassed I started biting my lower lips without making a proper eye contact with him.

"You done with all these?" He asked in his deep rough voice, my body cold with his presence.

"Hmm.." All I said.

He started walking towards me with his big long steps. Ya Allah, Help me. His closeness will be the death of me. As he stand right in front of me with his towering figure, I shivered slightly with the thoughts of our last intimacy junking in mind.

'NO! NO! Don't think about it shahno..'

"You look beautiful meri jaan.." He said, slowly holding shoulders and our foreheads together.

I can't help but a small timid smile broke on my face with heat I can feel in my whole body.

"Thank you.." I said, whispering.

~2 Days later~

The Nikah is after zuhr namaz, I quickly did my wudhu (ablution) and started offering my salah. After the salah, I raised hands for the duaa.

" Ya Allah, you know it all, I ask you for the better future of akib and rania. Allah, please bless their marriage with love, peace, wealth, health, and togetherness. Ameen." I completed my prayer and got up.

Third person's POV :-

"Rania Raees Hasan wald Raees hasan walida Jamila hasan, aapka nikah Akib Azhar Shaikh wald Mohammad Azhar Shaikh Walida Mumtaz Azhar Shaikh ke bete se 50 Lakh(INR) haq meher, Ra-azzul waqt mukarrar kya jarraha hai, kiya aapko yeh nikah qubool hai? (Rania Raees Hasan daughter of Raees Hasan and Jamila hasan, your marriage is getting fixed with Akib Azhar Shaikh son of Mohammad Azhar Shaikh and Mumtaz Azhar shaikh with the concession of 50 lakh as meher, do you accept this marriage?)" Molvi Sahab asked Rania.

"Qubool hai (I do)." She replied, with a happy face while Mrs. Jamila got emotional.

"Kiya aapko yeh nikah qubool hai?(Do you accept this marriage)?" Molvi sahab asked again.

"Qubool hai (I do)."

"Kiya aapko yeh nikah qubool hai?(Do you accept this marriage)?" Molvi sahab asked for the last time.

"Ha Qubool hai (Yes, I do)." Rania gave her consent.

"MUBARAK HO! MUBARAK HO! (CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS)" All the women present in Noore' Chashem said in unison and congratulated Mrs. Jamila.

"Now daughter, Sign this papers." Molvi sahab said to Rania.

She nodded while her bestfriend chirped surrounding her and one of them gave her a beautiful pen to sign the nikah papers.

A lone tear slipped down through Shahnoor's eyes, she felt hurt somewhat not because of the marriage but because of the occasions. She remembered how her nikah was done? How she dream of her nikah? but it all turn out to be scene. When shahzaib asked her about how she planned of her nikah and all, she may said the other thing but all in all she also wanted to be happy, excited, somewhat wanting to spend those restless nights waiting to be over and than the day of her nikah. She wanted all that but now may be Shahzaib is all she wants.

"What happened meri bacchi?" Mrs. Rukhsar asked shahnoor as she dozed off in her own world.

Shahnoor look at her mother, concern in her eyes. She shook her head in negative.

"Nothing, I was just.." Not knowing what to say, shahnoor wiped her tears.

"Than why are you crying?" Mrs. Rukhsar asked again.

"I remembered...*Taking deep breath* my nikah day.." Shahnoor said, taking deep breath than again getting emotional.

Mrs. Rukhsar engulfed her daughter in her warm hug. Patting her back in a relaxing manner.

"You are my strong daughter and about your nikah? It may be simple one but you know shahnoor.. Allah loves simple occasion without any show offs. Allah and his angels becomes a witness of such beautiful and simple ceremony. It is sunnah of prophet Muhammad (Pbuh)." Mrs. Rukhsar tried calm her daughter.

. . . . . . . . . .

Rania became the most beautiful bride except that attitude of her, she is the luckiest bride till now. Mr. Raees prepared everything just how his daughter dream of. Not everyones dream become reality but she was always lucky from birth till now.

Soon the guests started coming in the huge, breathtakingly decorated hall. Shahnoor's family too came except farah. She felt awkward and jealous, she didn't want to face shahzaib that too with her sister.

Everyone was busy attending the guests. During this whole time, Shahnoor and shahzaib didn't got a single second to spend with eachother or to just look at eachother properly.

Rania's POV :-

I am so excited, I don't know why but I feel different now. Sitting in this beautiful room, decorated with flowers and candles, I feel like I am in a garden.

"Beta, if you want anything tell me now?" Akib's Mom asked me.

"No aunty, thank you." I said with a smile.

"Okay than I'll be going, Akib will be here soon. Allah bless you beti (daughter)." She said, patting my head than soon she left.

After some good time, I heard the door opening again. Taking a deep breath, I look towards it. There he is, standing tall and arrogant. I like it!

"Assalamu alaikum.." He greeted.

"Walaikum assalam." I said with a smile, looking at him.

"Here, your Muh dikhai (The gift which groom gives to the bride when he meet her after their nikah)" He said, forwarding a blue velvet box.

"How rude?" I said, looking at him with a pout.

"What rude?" He asked, raising a brow.

"You should sit down first and talk to me properly then you should give me the gift." I said.

He huffed and sat down. This hurts..Why is he doing this? Don't he like me?

"Don't you like me?" I asked.

"Does it matter now?" He said, narrowing his eyes.

"Akib..." I called, but he didn't respond.

With my right hand, I slowly cupped his face. He flinched a little at my touch than moved away. I blinked before taking a deep breath. He is so handsome yet arrogant. I want him to look at me but he isn't taking any interest. But I know what to do.

"Lets pray salah.." I said, he look at me with a little surprise.

"Who told you that?" He asked, making me remember.

~Flashback~

"Rania, I don't know if you know it or not but when you two meet at night after that make sure you together pray salah for the betterment of your future." Shahnoor said while fixing my dupatta.

"Is it necessary? Like I am already tir-"

"Shut up rania! You should listen to her, she is saying for your own good besides...she is your badi bhabhi (Elder sister-in-law)" Ammi cut me, sternly.

I and Shahnoor got surprised by her behaviour but than she came towards us. Taking Shahnoor's hand in her's she said..

"Thank you till now, I saw how you worked hard all this time for the preparation of my rania's wedding and also heard you talking to akib and making him understand to make sure my rania will be okay there. I was very rude to you till now but I can't deny how you put your effort and hardwork in this wedding, I have to face Allah too. I..I am sorry Shahnoor." Ammi said with tears in her eyes.

"Than-Thank you..aunty." Shahnoor said with a big smile on her face.

~End of Flashback~

"I didn't knew you were into religious thing and all." Akib said, breaking my chain thoughts.

"Tumne abhi mujhe jaana hu i kaha hai..(You haven't recognise me yet)" I said with a big smile and dancing brows at which he chuckled.

Shahnoor's POV :-

Ring! Ring! Ring!

I took my phone from the night stand, Looking at the caller ID 'Husband' my face light up with a big smile. I quickly answer the call.

"Assalamu alaikum." I said.

"Walaikum assalam," Finally heard his voice.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Nothing, just came in the room." I said.

We were so busy in the wedding and all, not giving eachother a second to spare. I didn't even got a perfect glance of him in these days.

"Have you changed already?" He asked.

"No, I was about to but you call.." I said.

"Don't change and come down quickly." He said, making my brows arched together.

"Why?" I asked.

"Just come na, don't ask anything. I am waiting in the hall." He said.

"Okay." I said, than hung up.

I stood up and walk into my wardrobe to check if my make up and hair is all okay or messed up till now. Alhamdulillah! It doesn't. Just a little bit of lipstick is needed which I took from the drawer than applied and yeah! Ready!

Walking down the stairs, I saw him talking on the phone. I quickly walked down and stood beside him. The lights of the hall are all off besides somes dim-lights are on. As he turn towards me, He gasped as if he has seen some ghost or something. I blinked looking here and there than cleared my throat before speaking.

"You called?" I said.

"Yes..come here." Motioning his hand forward.

I walked with a unknown smile. As I got close to him, he hold my arms with a smile.

"Thank you for this day." He said, making me confuse.

"Wh-what?" I stutter, don't know why.

"I'll tell you but first turn around." He said, making me look the other way.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Shh..you will know." He said, making me gulp.

I thought he will be upset or mad on me for that night. But he is acting all cool as if nothing has happened, Although we didn't got to see eachother that much in these days. But here I am still making it all obvious. I flinched when he covered my eyes with his handkerchief.

"What are really doing?" I asked again, putting my hands on the piece of fabric that covered my eyes.

"You will know baccha, just don't move." He said, tying it behind my head lightly.

"Done, now let's go." He said, again turning me.

"I'll fall." I said, getting a concerned because my lehenga is really heavy.

"You won't Janan..I am with you." I flinched when I felt his hand on my back.

"Hmm?" He hummed in asking tone, I gulped feeling him really close to me.

"hmmm" That is my only reply to him.

After the long walk, He took me carefully Allah knows where. Than we halted at somewhere I guess outside because of the heavy air I can makeout. Its chilly somewhat here.

"Now, don't open your eyes until I say, okay?" He said, walking behind me and removing the handkerchief.

I kept my eyes close but can hear some shuffling sound. Also I felt him walking away from me.

"Where are you going?" I asked, still with the closed eyes.

"Don't worry, I am here." I heard his voice but felt it little far.

"Wha-"

Before I could asked any further, A bright light flashed me. I put my hands in front of my eyes and open them slowly to see...

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" They all shouted in unison.

I am bewildered to see all this, Looking around I am in the backyard of the mansion which is decorated with lights from the wedding function but now there are huge Happy birthday balloons in the background as well. Ya Allah! I forgot my own birthday? Uff shahno~ How can you be this stupid?

I look at the smiling faces of mine and his family. Everyone is here, just as I wanted. I smiled, looking at everyone especially him.

'Thank you.'

. . . . . . .

"Look here!" Abdullah said holding his brand new phone which I got to know he bought him.

He and I look towards Abdullah.

"Wait!" He said, making Abdullah stop before he can click our pic.

"What happened shahzaib bhai?" Abdullah asked.

"We should pose perfectly." He said with slight hesitation I guess before looking at me than Abdullah.

With a hesitation he put his left hand behind my waist, making my heart beats crazily.

"Appi, smile na." Abdullah said, already to take the pic.

I smiled lightly with still the crazy Heartbeats of mine.

Click!

. . . . . . . . . .

"Do you like it?" He asked, as we sat alone in the corner while everyone is still on the floor taking pictures.

"Yes..thank you.." I said, slowly.

He look over the place where everyone is happily chatting with eachother. I look at his face for awhile than slowly put my head on his shoulder and wrapped my hands around his arms.

His attention came back to me, which I always craved for specially from last few days.

"Thank you.." I said, again with a hesitation to say further the words I wanted to say.

"Is that all you will say?" He asked, I gulped shaking my head slightly.

"I..wanted to say much more.." I said, breathing out, my looking towards the end of my lehenga.

"Like.." He asked.

"I...Love you..Shah..Shahzaib.."

Third person's POV :-

The room heated up with the warmth of love, souls in rage to devour the other.

'How long I have waited...' Shahzaib's mind buzzed with heated picture of his wife.

'Now there will be no boundaries, no hesitation, nothing that can make me stop..'

He thought making her back collide with the wall behind.

"Its..just...you..and me...Janan.." He said in between the passionate kiss the beautiful couple are sharing.

Shahnoor's heart beats like a drummer, Its hard for her to keep up the pace. Shahzaib's lustful gaze and husky words aren't helping either making her restless.

"Say it..Say it again...meri jaan (My darling)" He is eager to hear his name from her mouth.