Wajahat's POV

"Wow, seriously, Wajahat?" Aunty Umaisha gave me a weird look like I have grown some extra head.

"What's wrong with this?" I arched my eyebrows at her.

" She's not even eighteen and you want a proper wedding," she gave me a sarcastic look and grinned.

" Aunty, you want me to control my feelings for my wife who lives in the same house with me? How can be it possible to control me around the girl I love and the girl who's my wife...also she's going to be eighteen after a few days," I sighed in exhaustion.

" Have some shame Wajahat... You're talking to your aunty," she let out a soft chuckle and put my head on her lap.

" Aunty, please... I can't live without her, okay I'm shameless but..." I whined like a baby.

" Can't believe you were a little baby a few years ago, crying for your favorite toy..." She was lost in deep thoughts and a small smile was tugging on her lips.

"Can't believe the woman who could do anything to get my favorite toy, to bring a smile on my face is now laughing at me when I'm crying for my favorite person, " I pouted dramatically and peeked her from the corner of my eyes.

"You're hilarious Wajahat, no need to blackmail me like this, I'll talk to Mariya Api and first of all I gotta talk to Zaynah about this," she smiled cheekily and pecked my cheeks.

" She's dumbass... she is confused asf," I scrunched my face.

" Excuse me, you're talking about my daughter," she sent me a fake glare.

" And I'm your son," I kissed the back of her hand and closed my eyes.

I was closer to her more than my mom, she was not just my mother's sister, she was my best friend, my supporter and I love her more than my own parents.

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"Oh my God, oh my God, I can't believe it... You're getting married..." Zara let out a loud squeal and pulled me in a bone-crushing hug.

"I can't breathe... bitch..." I groaned and pushed her away.

"Ahhh, you're so mean and I hate you," she pouted and crossed her arms around her chest, and looked away.

"Zara, Don't give me these looks or I'll cry..." My threats worked on her and she turned around sending a fake glare at me.

I love this girl so much...

"Bruhh, I can't believe that my best friend is getting married at this age...lmao and here me... I don't even have any guy friend..." She started laughing which brought tears to her eyes.

" There's nothing funny and bro, it's your problem that you didn't find any, there's nothing wrong to get married at this age, it's not like I'm gonna leave my studies or gonna distract from my career," I rolled my eyes at her and put my head on her shoulder.

"Shut up, but hey... I'm so so happy like you're gonna be my sister-in-law and we will live in the same house forever," happiness was dripping from her face and she hugged me once again.

"Until you're not getting married," I chuckled and she slapped my arms.

" Congratulations, baby I'm so happy for you," Farwa showed herself suddenly and hugged me from behind.

"Farwa..." I turned around her and hugged her tightly.

"I'm older than you so I think I should marry him instead..." She scanned my face and smirked.

" Huh? " My face became pale and my heart twitched a little.

"Of course I'm joking, you dumbass..." She burst into laughter when she saw my confused face. I didn't speak anything and gave her a weak smile.

What if she loves Wajahat??

But she's Islamically her sister and nikaah or marriage is Haram between them...

Also, she's your sister...

Stop overthinking, you dumbass!

"Sorry to disturb you beautiful ladies but can I come in?" We all cocked our heads at the door where the most charming man was standing with the most charming smile which can steal anyone's heart.

"When did you start asking permission? Like we don't know you... Uncultured animal, " Farwa moved towards him and started eying him from head to toe with a small smirk on her face.

"From the day your sister stole my heart..." He glued his eyes at my face and his voice was filled with a lot of emotions.

"Oooohhh... Stay away from my sister, she's mine," Farwa pulled me closer to her and intertwined her arms with me. I smiled and started blushing as it all was so new for me.

"I'm sorry baby, but now I can't stay away from your sister not even for a second, I'm gonna make her mine, and gonna steal her from everyone for my whole life," his eyes were still fixed on my face and his words and voice made my heart beats fastened.

I just wanna kiss him right now...

Zaynah baby? Is this you?

He's my husband and I love him more than anything...

I lifted my head and looked at him and his eyes made contact with mine, we forgot the people around us and kept staring at each other but the next moment we were snapped by Zara's loud voice.

"Wow, you guys should die from shame, bro I'm your little sister and you're doing romance with my best friend in front of your LITTLE SISTER,"

" Romance? Fear Allah...I was just looking at her and stop being overdramatic, " Wajahat said with a large scowl on his face and then turned his attention at me, "Zaynah, I came here to take you with me... We are going to select a bridal dress for you,"

"No... I'm her best friend, she'll go with me," Zara scoffed and clutched my hands tightly.

" And she's my wife..." Wajahat looked at her with his challenging eyes.

"But she's my best friend first..." She retorted.

"Allah created our pair before we were born," he snapped back.

" Guys, please stop...you are fighting like kids," I covered my face with shyness and suppressed the laughter.

"Shut up, you dumbass..." They both said in unison and my eyes widened.

" I ain't dumbass...you both are a rotten piece of bread...and you guys smell like rotten egg," My breath got heavy and I huffed in annoyance.

"And you smell like a fish market,"

"Guys please stop, y'all are hilarious kids, and Wajahat you?? I didn't expect this from you...Well, let's do one thing, we all can go together..." Farwa stopped us and gave our little brains a sensible idea.

" You're genius Farwa, why didn't I think of it before?" Zara looked convinced.

" Cuz you're a dumbass," I muttered under my breath which was loud enough to be heard by her.

"It's you..."

"Guys, not again please..." Farwa sighed heavily and rolled her eyes at us.

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Today was my Mehndi and Haldi ceremony and I was wearing a yellow and green color lehenga with some jewelry and light makeup. It was still hard to believe that I was actually going to marry tomorrow.

"MashaAllah, you're looking very beautiful," Aunty Umaisha cupped my face and pecked my forehead.

" Mama," I hugged her and a tear fell from my eyes.

"I can't tell you how happy I am today, It seems, I'm looking at my Wajeeha," a weak smile formed on her lips, and this time I didn't stop my tears from flowing.

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As I entered the hall, all eyes laid upon me, I was feeling like some princess of a fairytale. I thanked Allah who gave me more than I deserve.

I looked at Wajahat who was staring at me continuously and his eyes had everything for me, all the love, all the feelings only for me.

"You're looking like a princess..." Zara whispered in my ear and I blushed a little.

"I can't believe that this is my princess, my baby girl, I wish our mom was here..." Farwa said with a loud sigh which brought sadness to my heart.

" But it's okay, I'm your sister and I promise baby I'll be a mother figure for you, I love you so much," She held me by my shoulders and squeezed them.

This was the first time when I was actually in some wedding and ironically at my own wedding, it all felt so new, so different, so beautiful.

"Hey, beautiful..." I was walking towards Zara's room when someone hugged me from behind and without turning my head, I knew it was him.

"I love you," he placed his chin on my shoulder and heat rushed through my body. My breath became heavy and my heart having seizures.

He grabbed my hand and started dragging me along with him, "Where are you going?" I protested a little and asked in confusion.

"Shhh..." He didn't let me speak anything and kept walking. My eyes widened as I found myself outside the mansion.

"Don't tell me you're going to murder me and throw my body in the forest," I grimaced at him and my eyeballs grew larger.

"Wtf Zaynah, Yeah, I'm going to kill you, now come," he scoffed a little and locked the car as we got in.

" For God's sake, tell me where are we going... Or I'll jump... "

" Shh, " words were lost in my mouth as he smashed his lips on mine. I felt a strong heat and butterflies in my stomach which was making my stomach churn.

"Say a word more and I'll do this again," he broke the kiss and stared into my eyes.

I didn't know from where I got the confidence that I held his collar and looked straight into his eyes.

"Stop torturing me like this," I whispered and his breath got heavy. His warm breath was touching my neck and his eyes widened to see the new side of me.

"Zaynah," his deep voice sounds so sexy and we leaned into each other. Our lips started brushing and the next moment we were passionately kissing each other.

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"Bruh, Iloveyousomuchhh..." My eyes lit with happiness as he handed me a big Cornetto.

"I came all this way long just to hear this," he rolled his eyes dramatically.

" Aww, I love you, baby," I kissed his cheeks which was becoming hot from blushing.

" Bro, you look drunk," he chuckled and pulled me in his lap.

" Bro, you're my husband... and you made me shameless and now you have to tolerate me...I don't care..." I unwrapped the Cornetto and closed my eyes from the pleasure of taste.

"You have no idea, what are you doing to me, I'm already dead baby, Don't test my patience... " He sighed heavily and kissed my earlobe which raced my heart.

"Wajahat, how much you love me?" I asked throwing the wrapper outside the window.

" I love you so much that I can share the last part of Cornetto with you..." He put the crunchy, chocolaty part of Cornetto in my mouth and I grinned.

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I was wearing a red color bridal dress and waiting for Wajahat. I looked at Wajahat who was looking like some prince of a fairytale. Our eyes met and he smiled at me. Everyone was congratulating us and the surrounding was filled with lights, giggles, waves of laughter and colors.

He was moving toward me and our eyes were locked. He was about to approach me when a girl jumped between us. Her face was blurred and her body was covered with blood. The girls held Wajahat's hand and started taking him away from me. I was calling Wajahat but he didn't turn his face at me. People were still smiling and clapping as nothing happened.

Before I could stand on my feet and follow them a lady appeared from nowhere. The blood was dripping from her large black eyes, and she was holding a big sharp knife. I screamed with full force but no one noticed me. I kept screaming and screaming until the knife touched my stomach and my screams stopped.

I touched my heart which was thumping loudly and my whole body was drenched from sweat. Every part of my body was shivering from the fear and I felt suffocated. I limped towards the window and opened it. It was the time of dawn and I closed my eyes as the cool breeze touched my face.

I had that nightmare again. Same girl with blurred face and the same woman with the same large black eyes.

Why I'm getting this nightmare again and again??

Why does it feel that I know them and my life has a connection with this nightmare?

It wasn't just a nightmare...it's something else...

Is this nightmare wanna say something to me??

A lot of questions were rising in my mind and I closed my eyes from frustration.