𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐢 ❣︎𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠❣︎

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Amreen's dress

She was sitting in the middle of the  beautifully decorated baed, her red bridal dress was spread on bed where rose petals were scattered everywhere, the room was smelling of roses and jasmine scent, there were scented candles all around the room creating a romantic atmosphere. The room was not fully illuminated so she did not see the room well. And anyway, due to the function of yesterday and today, she was very tired and it was too late at night, so she was feeling sleepy, her eyelids were closing due to sleep. she felt uneasy wearing this heavy jewelry and clothes. She was busy straightening her neck and waist when there was a slight knock in the room, she quickly sat up straight. Suddenly she remembered that it was their wedding night, and after remembering Shumail's teasing about their first night had turned her red with shame.
"Assalam o alaikum."
He said in his deep manly voice, keeping his watch and phone on the side table.

"Walaikum Assalam."

Her heart beat accelerated as she replied blushing, her eyes were in her lap. she felt the bed dip , as he settled himself in front of her and gently raised her chin with his thumb and forefinger.

"Masha Allah."   That's all he could say because she looked so beautiful that he forgot to blink his eyelids, She looked like the most beautiful girl in the world to him.his awestruck expression made her smile. Dressed in a black fitted sherwani his shandaar personality looked handsome . She coughed a little for his attention that brought him to his sense.
"Pani chahiye.?"
He asked to which she nodded in yes, Her mouth dry with nervousness.

He filled the glass with water and gave it to her who gluped the water hurriedly making him smile at her innocence.

"Aur logi?"
"Nahi! bas."
Amreen replied bashfully returning the now empty glass to him .she had already made fun of herself consuming the water in one gulp and she looked a little uncomfortable about it.to make her comfortable around him he took her hand in his and gave her a small jewelry box .
"Yeh kya hai?"
"Tumhara gift! khol kar dekh lo. agar pasand nhi aaya toh wapis kar dunga."

"Bahut khubsurat hai, lekin itna qeemti gift dene ki jarurat kya thi, mai toh kaanch ki churiyon me bhi khush ho jati hu." She widened her eyes at her own blabbering .

"Tum uski tension mat lo aur yeh batao ki tumhe mera gift acha laga ya nhi."
He bit his lip to stop the escaping  laughter at her cute antics.

"Pehna de." She eagerly forwarded her left hand as she spoke.
"Matlab pasand aaya hai , hmm?"
"Hmm." She nodded , Then he lovingly took her delicate hand in his rough ones, making her wear the gorgeous diamond ring , kissed her knuckles softly.
"Nikaah me humari theek se baat nhi ho pai thi, tum khush toh ho na iss rishtey se."
He played with her bangles, keeping his eyes on her henna covering hands.

"Ji! Aur aap?"

" Tum meri zindagi me bahot ahmiyat rakhti ho meri jaan."
He replied kissing her forehead , his eyes heavy with passion making her shy. He kissed her red cheeks  , then he slowly came very close to her, both of them were breathing fast and their breath mingling with each other,but she put her hands on his lips, a shy smile adorned her lips. A frown appeared on his forehead at her sudden act, but then slowly he kissed her beautiful fingers, his eyes never leaving hers.