Chapter 7

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Neelum

Neelum stepped into Ibrahims room with the help of her sister in laws , the room was decorated with fresh flowers and candles.

"Bhabi? Do you need something to eat" her eldest nand Rukhsar asked, and she shook her head,
"Nahi thankyou, just some water would be nice please" Rukhsar nodded , and poured her a glass .

Her nands left after a few minutes , while she was made to wait for Ibrahim, she was so nervous her hands were shaking with nerves.

She heard the door open and she didn't want to look up she was so nervous.
She felt the bed dip as Ibrahim sat down.

"Are you not going to look up at all?" He asked teasingly , and she looked at him with a nervous smile, he gave her a comforting smile full of warmth.
And he took her hands in his, she realised how cold her hands were in comparison to his,

"Neelum" he started, amd she still hadn't looked up ,
"Will you please look up?" He said softly, and she did with a small smile on her face ,
"Assalamulalikum" he said a smile stretched on his lips and she couldn't help but smile back,

"Wa-waalikumassalam" she whispered ,
"Why are you so nervous all of a sudden" he asked ,

"I hav-havent done anything like this before" she blurted out, and then cringed at her wording, while he laughed ,
"What ? Gotten married?" He asked between laughs ,
"Its a good thing I havent either then" he joked , making her want to hit herself , she groaned as she placed her face in her palms,
"Aisay mazak tou naa urain mera" she pouted ,
And he looked at her amused at her awkwardness.

After a few minutes Neelum spoke up,
"Umm Ibrahim?" He nodded his head as he reached for something in his drawer,
"Should I go change or are we...." she trailed off not knowing how to complete the sentence. She wanted to smack herself mentally, she kept on putting her foot in her mouth, Ibrahim laughed silently,
"If you want to go change then go change" he said as he brought out a jewellery box
He opened it and in it was a beautiful gold ring, with an aquamarine stone in it , it was really close to the color of her eyes,
"I saw this , and it reminded me of you, I wanted you're wedding gift to be more personal" he told her ,
He still hadn't made a move to put it on her finger though,

Neelum held out her hand ,

"Pehnai gay nahi?" She asked shyly and he took her hand in his and put the ring on her finger.

Once he had done it she looked at her hand , and then smiled at him,

"I love it" she told him making him sigh in relief and for the first time she realised that he might've been nervous aswell,

"Ibrahim?" She looked at him shyly ,
"Umm is it okay i-if w-we dont umm....."she trailed of not sure of how to say what she wanted to ,
But he gave her a reassuring smile ,

"We should probably get some sleep , we have a busy day tomorrow" he said as he got up,
"Do you want to use the bathroom or..."

She nodded her head, "yes please !" She said ,
"Could you maybe help me with my duppata aswell?" She asked him,
He nodded
"What do you want me to do?" He asked her softly,

She bit her lip as she sat infront of the dressing table ,
"Will you take these pins out please?" She asked him and he got started slowly the weight of her duppata was off . And she started working on her jewellery,
"I think it'll take me sometime , you can use the bathroom first" she told him sheepishly, but he simply shook his head ,
"Do you need more help?" He asked her instead, and she nodded her dress was a super heavy one,

And he continued to help her with whatever she needed,finally she turned to him,
"You should change, I have to remove my makeup and then I'll shower" she told him,
He nodded ,and she continued with getting rid of her makeup ,
After a few minutes Ibrahim stepped out , in a pair of trousers and a red half sleeve t shirt, his hair was wet , as he settled in on the bed ,
Neelum headed to the bathroom and washed her hair, there was so much hairspray that had been used in her hair, she wouldn't have been able to sleep till she got all of it out.
Once she had showered she changed into a pair of trousers and a loose shirt of Ibrahims since all she had in her bag were nighties and she wasn't comfortable enough to wear them yet ,

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