《Alfaaz》33.nabhan
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Hold my hand tight as I want to grow old with you from this day forth.....
"Nabhan.... Look this is the second time we will be married and it's beautiful yet ugly for me...... I have been a tissue in your life you used me and threw me." was being so thankful to Allah that i saw a part of my amaya who would keep her fears front of him and was happy that she is saying this all now before getting married again.
"I had to gather myself and worked hard to be this Amaya. I will be that Amaya if you want but..... This all still scares me." Nabhan let her say it all out.
"You Calling me with endearments, pDa and being all romantic which I was once..... I will walk till hell to you nabhan but won't enter it..... I have my life too I have my Lord to decide but I had once gone through this hell and will pray to never go through this."
"Hell will burn me again nabhan like you did once. And everyone prefer heaven like me. You called me queen last night but I have never seen you treating me like one."
" if you are here to win me I will let you win but if again this will end like last time please...." I never knew she had this much in her. That she felt like I never treated her like a queen was I really that bad husband.
"Amaya.... It's okay if you feel not happy but trust me I love you with all my heart always. Just circumstances was not our side last time." I couldn't find words to say her. I was numb that I couldn't treat her like the way she deserved
"Circumstances nahi.... Tum, tum mere saath nahi the. Mohabbat mein agar do log ek saath ho toh circumstances ka kya maut bhi alag nahi kar sakti nabhan." She is right she is always right I never knew that my amaya could be this way teaching me about life I am so blessed to have her in my life.
"Fine... You are right but have you once tried to be in my shoes. You never knew what I did for a reason. Try being on place and think. If you think I am still wrong than don't come for nikkah I will see the aftermath don't worry. It's about our life you have a right to choose Amaya."I said after thinking for sometime.
"Nabhan it's not about shaadi it's about my fears. I don't know why but I am scared to be alone again.... You never came back to take me Or atleast hear me out, I might be a silent person now but still I have a lot to tell you. I have everything for you nabhan..... Just say that what happened last time won't repeat again, please I don't want to be a woman who cried for her love I want to be woman who is loved by her love."
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"I have always loved you Amaya you would have been dead that day if I didn't married you... Sadiq bhai didn't forced me....he said if I love you I have to marry you to save you and I did because I love and only love you." Seeing her seated on knees and me on bed felt bad but she was not sitting on bed with me don't know why.
"Phir uss din aisa kyu kiya huh? You didn't trusted your wife?"
"I did amaya but it was all in anger and when I gathered myself it was all of over."
"Nabhan tumhara gussa-"
"Abh nahi karta ho waisa mein... Tumahre jaane baad bhabhi ne seedha kiya mujhe yaha bhejne se pehle. Toh it won't repeat again."
"Don't fear my anger Amaya nor our fate... I have asked you from HIM. Ijazat leke aaya hoon mein iss baar."
Amaya laughed and hugged me and I who pulled her on bed. Amaya was on top of me both silently talking about the happiness.
"Parlor nahin jana tumhe?" I asked gently changing the topic.
"Nahi mein khud karongi aapna-"
Ayesha bhabhai ne katl kardena hain mera. I will book an appointment okay."I said firmly and amaya didn't argue back.
Amaya hummed hearing heart beat after long time it was peaceful and surreal.
"You should change now it must be uncomfortable right." Amaya hummed but didn't move an inch.
I too didn't do anything and let her sleep in my arms,she slept than I covered her in blanket and walked out of the room to walk in again.
There stood the mothers of bride and groom along with farid faris akram who were grinning in guilt..
"Kya karahe the janab aap yaha?" My mother asked narrowing her eyes.
"Woh she didn't had anything since last night so bought this for her."I replied showing the plate and cup stramming.
"Ek cup aur plate?" Her mother asked and I tried to think of ways to save myself from them
"Amaya ke liye tha na toh ek hi hoga." I smiled glaring the men who are of no work
"Tumne nahi khaya?" She asked wiping the biscuit crumbs from the corner of my lips
"Thoda sa.... Usne khilaya." I grinned and kissed her hand
"Besharam!"nabhan nodded with a grin while the old ladies walk away.
"Wah bhai chai biscuits huh?" Akram came and nudged him while smirking
"Kaamchor hat yaha se!"Nabhan pushed akram and walked away.
The day was again busied the house as the nikkah was to be held in home itself.
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Amaya was in parlor getting ready while nabhan was busy in decorating the backyard
By seven in evening everything was done and everyone were ready but Amaya was not home yet. Akram and nadia were with her.
Nadia came home for her child was crying and being handful but akram and Amaya were still late.
"Nabhan call them." Ayesha bhabhai said all worried.
"Bhabhi akram's phone is off while Amaya forgot her here." Nabhan sighed and sat on couch everyone were worried but didn't let nabhan know as he would be out to search and nikkah would get cancel or postponed
"Mene kiya!?"they all heard akram's yell who walked with amaya who was glaring him
"Toh kiya mene kiya?!" Amaya asked pushing him.
"It was all your fault." Amaya accused him while he rolled his eyes.
"Oh please... Itna tha toh khud ajati tum." He walked lazily wearing the sunglasses while she was adjusting her saree
"Akram mein tera sar khul doungi bol rahi hoon mein."
"Haan haan bolti raho tum bas."
"Tameez ghaas charne gayi hain tumhari."Ainam came in veiw of everyone. She slapped akram and pushed him and adjusted her saree and veil.
Amaya
Nabhan
"Wah bhai ek toh waqt poora tum lelo par tapad mein khao."
"Haan waise bhi dimag toh tum hi khate ho tapad bhi lelo kya faraqh padta hain."
"Nabhan apni biwi ko sambhal!" Akram Walker to nabhan who was shocked to see his wife in that bride attire he lost his sense.
"Tum apni zubaan sambhalo akram." Amaya spat back
"Dekh kaise baath karahi hain." Akram complain to everyone trying to be innocent
"Toh tumhe aap aap karke baath karo abh." Amaya Walked in trying to beat akram
"Tum baath hi na karo cake jaisi shakal bana li hain." This angered Amaya as she picked the first slippers that came in view and threw at him
"Tum idhar aao zara." Akram run in with amaya behind her.
"Aayi mereko haath nahi lagana amaya." Akram walked in kitchen and picked few big plates and warned her.
"Mujhe mere haath kharab nahi karne." With amaya threw a big wooden spatula at him.
Akram held it with a smirk but yelled when nabhan held his ear and pulled him out.
"Kitni khubsurat lag rahi hoon amaya." The mothers and ayesha with nadia gathered staring at her who was again adjusting her vein
"Kya ammi humesha achi nahi lagti mein." For second everyone saw a glimpse if old irritated amaya
"Dekho na nadia ayesha usne poore pleats kharab kar diye." Amaya complain whining
"Koi nahi mein set kardeti hoon." Nadia was about to sit and set her pleats but Amaya stopped her.
"Nahi! Aap bas usse do rakh kar aayein please. Mein ye set karlungi." Nadia nodded and stood staring at her beautiful sister who always bought joy to home.
Everyone held tears and smiles seeing her like a bride.
Soon mulvi sahab came and started the nikkah.
"Qabool hain." Amaya said remembering the day he threatened her.
"Qabool hain" She said The time he bought smile to her face.
"Qabool hain" She said remembering the time when he again walk in her life after two years.
Amaya smiled while wiping her tears remembering thier sweet memories and excited to make new
"Qabool hain" Nabhan said remembering when he saw her for the first time in that bridal dress at thier first nikkah
"Qabool hain" He said remembering the time she walked in his life with all thr joy and happiness for him
"Qabool hain." He said remembering the time when she accepted him as her husband.
Nabhan stared amaya who is now his wife again but this time it's more special for even she was accepting him unlike last time.
The partition was moved and amaya walked to him who stood with a grin.
Amaya bowed and kissed his hand ayesha and nadia were angry at her act but everyone hooted.
"Why you did that love." He asked with a smile
"Ritual." She replied with a smile.
He gaped at her while she came and hugged him so tight that he felt his lungs coming out.
"Why your didn't told me that you are that nabhaan I know." She had the excitement in her voice.
"Which nabhaan you know.... " He asked not getting what she wants to say.
"Arrey our nabhaan" She said with throwing her hands in air with laughter. Her bangles making voice as making a bubble around them with the tingling voice.
Nabhan laughed while hugging amaya who smiled.it was like a miracle and she loved this miracle.
She again thanked her Almighty for sending her crush in her life back
To be continue......
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