"Clink..! Clink..!"

Achingly sweet clinking of glass together sliding into a pair of delicate wrist. Her red painted lips stretching into a beautiful smile in satisfaction when she jiggled her hands adorned with deep beautiful color of heena, producing a beautiful sound from her red bangles.

"Abeer!"

"Abeer! Aren't you ready yet? What took you so long? "

"Baarat already is on the way. Hurry up!"

"Aamra aapi I'm done!"

Abeer answered rolling her eyes before standing up from dressing table presenting her gorgeous full frame clad in lime lehenga with heavy red dupatta to Aamra who is looking in a haste and panic.

"Samra ko taiyyar karane k chakkar me mujhe der ho gai." She excused while smoothing her already tight hair bun; not a single baby hair sticking out.

(I got late because I was helping Samra to get ready.)

"Okay fine! Now come." Aamra nodded and instantly gestured her to follow.

"Is Baba here?" Abeer asked while walking beside her sister.

"No actually the men of the clan are coming along with Barat."Aamra answered and Abeer frowned.

"Why didn't I know about it and by the way don't Ahmer Bhai has his paternal side relatives and cousins to bring with him that he needed the men from our family?" Abeer asked innocently only to be smacked again lightly by her sister.

"That's because both phuphu are our relative equally and its necessary for us to be on both side. So it was decided that men will come with Baraat while we ladies will be here from bride side." Aamra explained and Abeer mouth formed into an "Oh" in understanding.

And then she inwardly sighed thankfully because she won't be seeing Omer until Barat. It was getting difficult for her to handle herself around him and most probably the tactics he was using since haldi started raising doubts among relatives. And after the confrontation with Aamra on the day of haldi about Omer she is trying her best to avoid him as much as she can to Omer's displeasure. Unfortunately, it is just infuriating Omer and provoking him to be around Abeer even more.

*******

"Mamma barat kabtak aaegi?" Alaya whined; her head resting on her mother's shoulder lazily while Abeer who was resting her head on other side and others rolled their eyes.

(When will barat arive?)

"Your father said they are almost on the way." Her mother replied checking her wrist watch.

Men and women of the family are standing there on the gate waiting for Barat; to welcome them. Its been already an hour when Sitara Rehmaan received the call from her husband informing them that they are on the way and now they are waiting here for fifteen minutes now.

Humayun Kothi is glimmering well in the night, beautiful lights are changing colors and the flowers dangling beautifully like a curtain giving the vintage kothi a royal look. Safiya is married to Leautinent Governor Rashid Humayun and this is their ancestral kothi in Dehradun. The Kothi is so huge that it can easily accommodate 100 families altogether and the size of the front yard; well it could be a Mughal garden easily itself.

"Look! Barat aagai!" (Barat has arrived) Abeer shot her head up from her mother's shoulder excitedly when she saw fireworks in the sky. Everyone exchanged joyous smile feeling anticipated, waiting for Baratis to walk inside with the groom.

All the elderly women and men of the house along with bride's parents stood straight with garlands in their hands to welcome baratis; helps beside them with a platter full of delicious sweets and garlands.

Soon, the approaching Baratis dressed in heavy colorful dresses started pouring inside the kothi yard through the gate with a big smile. Grooms parents leading the crew and soon they stopped right in front of the brides parents and the relatives who stood their to welcome them.

"Assalam Walaikum Rukhsar Aapi- Zorawar Bhai!" Safiya and Rashid greeted enthusiastically.

"Walaikum Assalam! Pr abse to samdhan bulana parega." Rukhsar demanded haughtily and everyone laughed. (but from now on we will be treating each others as Mother-in-law instead of sisters.)

"Haa pr dulha kaha hai?.Mera beta ko kidhr chupa rakha hai apne?" Safiya asked teasingly, looking around for groom who isn't visible to anyone to everyone's shock.

(Okay but where is the groom? Where did you hide my son?)

Rukhsar and Zorawar exchanged looks however it confused and worried others about groom. Their silence irking brides parents and the guests.

"Kya hua? Ahmer kaha hai Rukhsar?" Safiya asked again, this time her tone is worried. A barat without a groom is so unseen and unheard. It has everyone worried, curious and suspicious.

(What happen?Where is Ahmer Rukhsar?)

"Mom! Even Omer bhai, Zaif bhai and Zaryab aren't here." Omer's youngest sister Hana pointed out frowning beside her mother Zainab Ibrahim.

Everyone started observing too and realized the three young male of the family isn't here along with groom. Zaif is groom's brother while Omer is groom's maternal cousin and Zaryab paternal cousin. But these four have been the closest group of cousins.

"Where are they?" Rashid asked sternly. Now this time he also got worried because you can't trust these four together. They must be helping Ahmer to escape this wedding, all you could think of.

"Vo actually....". After exchanging looks with her husband Rukhsar started speaking only to be interrupted by really fast wind like storm blowing along with clattering sound resonating loudly. Everyone searched for the source and gasped looking up in the sky while handling their hairs and dresses that's ready to blow away.

"WHAT THE HELL!"

Abeer eyes widen in shock and disbelief along with others. No one can believe their eyes right now about what they are witnessing.

A FUCKING CHOPPER!

A fucking equipped chopper!

A grey and white chopper that is coming down gradually towards the ground and finally stopping on the grass of the lawn right Infront of the Kothi porch where everyone is standing.

Door from the right side to the front was opened and Zaif jumped out from there clad in black tux with an excited grin witnessing everyone's faces before opening the door to the left side in the back and there stepped out a grinning groom in his golden sherwani, standing proudly soon after the door to the right in the back opened by Zaryab in his blue suit before coming to stand beside Groom.

And then last but not the least who already has Abeer anticipating. She gulped when the door to the left in front clicked and opened. Abeer has her heart beat racing, her womb is feeling ticklish. It was his legs that climb out first with authority. That he doesn't rule just sky but land too. And then it was his whole rugged frame clad in dark grey suit, aviators set proudly on his devilishly handsome smirking face appeared that has even the Gods above hide away in complex.

Abeer now is literally gawking at him, witnessing him in formals for the first time. He looks so different; a good and breathtaking different and seems like drooling girls behind her agree with her too.

Abeer blinked twice, her eyes dreamy. She was greedily drinking his appearance. The way he is approaching them with heavy and confident footsteps fixing his suit taking his aviators away from his face that he really doesn't need at night but needed when he was flying the chopper.

When he removed his aviators revealing his deep and dark beautiful eyes that is fixed on Abeer already. Abeer started feeling nervous and her heart dropped to her stomach seeing him staring at her shamelessly. Before anyone can notice him looking at her like this she hide behind her mother to get away from his intense heating gaze and to save herself from embarrassment of getting caught.

But to her annoyance she was right ahead of young girls who were fanning themselves, staring at the boys hungrily specially Omer. Mumbling sinful things to each other while giggling. So shameless! Abeer thought rolling her eyes.

"What is this ?"

Safiya finally asked after coming out of shock and the four boys just grinned sheepishly making girls behind Abeer literally squeal like fan girls.

"Hamare favourite cousin ki shadi hai, ab average entry thodi marni thi." Omer answered with pride while Rashid face turned into 'I l-knew-it-'

(We can't afford an average entry after all it's our favourite cousins wedding tonight.)

"Ye idea bhi apka hi hoga haina?" Omer's mother stepped ahead and jabbed while rolling Omer's ears.

"Oww! Mamma kya kar rahi ho sab dekh rahe hai." He mumbled trying to free his ears feeling embarrassed when everyone started laughing at him. (Mamma what are you doing? Everyone is staring.)

"Permission kisne di apko ye chopper udane ki?" His mother asked still not leaving his ears. "Kitni baar mana kia hai aapko k ye khatarnak ho sakta hai."

(Who gave you the permission to use this chopper? How many times have i tols you that it could be dangerous?)

"Mom you worry too much I have license for a reason and ask Dad he is the one who gave me permission to fly tonight." He explained before instantly bringing his Dad into light to save himself from his over protective mother wrath.

"Aap?" She gasped now freeing Omer' s ears " Aap se ye umeed hargiz nahi thi mujhe." Her voice accusing and angry while Omer tiptoeing escaped from the scene leaving his father trapped who just stared at his wife helplessly and just glared at the escaping Omer.

"I never expected this from you.)

"Acha bhabi ab chore bhi. Bacho ka mann tha kr lia." Safiya interrupted trying to settle the situation. Zainab agreed but still angry with her husband.

(Its fine Bhabhi lets leave now, they are kids they wanted to have some fun that's it.)

And soon the Baratis were received inside with so much respect and love from the bride family.

**********

It was after Ahmer and Samra's nikaah when everyone is now having dinner. Abeer is sitting with her family on a circular table between her sisters Alaya and Aamra. When her mother started grumbling with displeasure.

"Did you all notice? How much of brat Omer has become?" Abeer stiffened, mention of his name but soon started digging in, pretending she isn't hearing anything.

"What Ammi? What Omer bhai did now?" Alaya asked while filling her mouth with rice.

"What do you mean what he did? Look at him, What was the purpose of bringing his chopper here tonight? " Sitara said distastefully. " And Ibrahim bhai is actually on fault. I mean what's the need of gifting Omer a chopper and now he is roaming around rubbing it on everyone's faces."

"Mamma I swear you aren't talking sense." Aamra interrupted waving her hand uninterested and her mother gasped feeling offended.

"Mamma is jealous that dad didn't gift her one. So that she can also rub it on everyone's faces" Alaya mumbled in Abeer's ears and they both giggled but unfortunately their mother heard and threw napkins on them in anger.

"Bakwas nahi karo zada!"

(Don't speak too much!)

"They are right Sitara. I mean I can buy you a chopper too if that is what you want. But I don't think you really need one. Its just useless. And Ibrahim well Ibrahim always has been the one sticking money where it isn't even needed." Rehmaan gave his opinion and Sitara glared at him disheartened.

Sitara Rehmaan has complex issue. She easily gets jealous of everyone especially from Ibrahim's family. Unlike Ibrahim Rehmaan isn't as big hearted as Ibrahim. He doesn't believe in useless expenses. He knows he earns every penny with his blood and sweat and he has three daughters to look after and his life ahead where he doesn't have a son like Ibrahim to look after his business. On other side Ibrahim's wife Zainab is just like Rehmaan she also doesn't understand all those useless expenses Ibrahim does.

All this while Abeer's phone pinged with a message. She lifted her phone from the table to check. Her eyes grew big in surprise staring at the notification received from the unsaved number that she has remembered by heart now. Instead of checking the message she started looking around and her eyes fell on a table right across from her table.

Omer sitting there staring at her with his charming smile. His face cradled in his palms and elbow rested on table. Abeer started fidgeting on her place before looking around to check if anyone has noticed him staring at her so openly. She sighed in relief when she observed everyone is busy in themselves.

"Abeer aapi what's wrong you okay?" Alaya asked frowning when she noticed Abeer is suddenly getting uneasy.

"Yeah I am good. You all eat please." She smiled reluctantly to assure them before digging in her food when everyone's attention on table shifted on her.

She stealthily grabbed her phone when everyone started eating and talking again busily. She opened the text she received from Omer and rolled her eyes but the blush spreading on her cheeks is the evidence of the effect his text left on her.

I knew it! Red is your colour. I wonder how would you look as my bride?

In your dreams! And by the way stop staring. It's FUCKING CREEPY!"

Don't even start with my dreams. Trust me, you won't even want to know what goes there between you and me.💓

Abeer jaw dropped reading the last message in disbelief. She looked in his direction glaring at him and he winked at her playfully infuriating Abeer even more. She glared at him as if she will eat him alive before shoving away her phone deciding not to reply anymore. Meanwhile Omer felt like his heart will come out from his chest when she made those cute annoyed expression, expressing her anger.

After that Abeer didn't bother to spare a glance in his direction but she could still feel his intense gaze burning holes in her. Her phone kept pinging with new message notification and she didn't even bother to check them knowing well who is the sender.

This only infuriated Omer. Omer was getting furious and impatient by Abeer ignorance towards him. Omer isn't really a patient man but with Abeer he has been the most patient he could ever be and now Abeer's lack of response is breaking him. He loathes it whenever Abeer avoids him and that is everyday. But this wedding has him really on the edge because since haldi she doesn't even stay in the same room as him. But now that's enough. He needs Abeer close to him; to talk to him atleast once before he goes to the level of insanity.

Meet me on terrace in 30 minutes.

_Omer

He typed the last message furiously which to his displeasure again, she ignored and stood up leaving the food table and now joining their cousins with her sisters on the other side far away from his sight.

Omer patience is hanging by a really thin thread. It can snap any moment and Abeer is taking the risk by testing it over again.

Omer is like a hungry wolf on hunt. The chase excites him, provokes him, infuriates him but never pushes him to give up instead it thrills him. The long chase challenges his nature to run until the end of the earth to catch his prey. His every failed attempts and long run boost his fierceness. And this is what he is.

He is a hungry wolf

and

Abeer is his prey!

"Abbeeerrr!" He growled to himself throwing the crockery from the table he was sitting on. His eyes red and furious. He received weird looks from the guests and eye roll from Abeer's parents with a silent "Spoiled brat!" He didn't give a damn and stood up leaving the table to waiters who gathered there to clean hurriedly.

******

"beer Lala! beer Lala!"

Abeer was on stage laughing with hers and Samra's cousins, teasing Samra who is now sitting beside her husband blushing when Zooni came towards her wobbling on her tiny feet, grabbing Abeer's dupatta pulling her to her tiny level. Abeer smiled at her little darling while kneeling to her height.

"Yes khala ki jaan!" Abeer cooed in return Zooni took out a napkin from her pocket handling it to Abeer and ran away from there while Abeer stared at her baffled then at the crushed napkin in her hand. She frowned then shrugged before throwing it away thinking Zooni's new game or something before joining her cousins again.

Meanwhile Omer clenched his fist to control himself after witnessing the scene from the other side of the room. Its been twenty minutes already since he is trying to get Abeer's attention. He tried thousand calls and texts already but that little incarnation of witch had been dodging it continuously as if he doesn't exist. The plan of sending Zooni to her with his message failed. Now he is already tired of her tantrums but he won't give up ever. He smirked wickedly when a new plan popped in his mind.

*****

''look at Ahmer jiju's face as if he already wants to run away somewhere with Samra.'' One of Samra paternal cousin teased Ahmer.

''Don't worry its just a matter of few hours. And then Samra will be yours for eternity.'' Abeer teased mischievously leaning near Ahmer's ear from behind the bridal couch. Samra's blush darkened even more at her statement meanwhile Ahmer glared at her playfully. Others around them started laughing wholeheartedly.

''Ahmer inki mat sun!'' Omer out of nowhere jumped on Ahmer from behind to everyone's surprise right beside Abeer. ''In zaalimo ko ek mohabbat karne wale ki tadap ka kya andaza. Kay unki qurbat se mahroom hona kitna azab hota hai dil pr. '' Omer taunted eyeing Abeer purposefully who just avoided his gaze. Moreover him standing right beside her isn't helping her situation, whenever his arms brushes hers she stiffens and her stomach started twisting in knots.

(Ahmer, don't listen to them!) (These tormentors cant fathom the agony of a lover. That how being deprived of their beloved closeness torture their hearts.)

''Oho! quite deep and poetic Omer! Mind telling us who is that beloved.... ijnke ishq me tadpa ja raha hai.'' Raifa asked dramatically. (the one for whom you are agonizing.)

''Hai koi zalima!'' He replied scowling while eyeing Abeer from the corner of his eyes who avoided looking at him again feeling uneasy because of his continuous taunts.

"Awww! I can bet the girl is lucky.'' Ahmer exclaimed proudly. Ahmer, Zaif and Wahaj know that he is madly in love with a girl but still don't know who because Omer never told them.

''Kash bas koi ye use bhi samjha sakey.'' He sighed helplessly lightly hitting Abeer's shoulders with his playfully and she instantly shifted a little away from him. ''Only if someone can make her understand that)

''I will just come.'' Abeer informed while turning around to escape when she noticed everyone's attention is now on Omer. Omer lips thinned and jaw clenched in displeasure.