𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐢 ❣︎𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠❣︎

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Ae raat zara tham tham ke guzar
Mera chand mujhe aaya hai nazar.
 
 

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After a emotional farewell to her family, a teary eyed Sumbul sat in the back seat of the car where her husband was sitting already. Zaahid gave her his handkerchief for she smiled thankfully at him who nodded his head in return while reassuringly. He looked tired as he closed his eyes and rested his head on the headrest. she kept playing nervously with her beige champagne resin studded cluch. She really wanted to take her golden heels off from her aching feets but felt hesitant to doing so in his dominating presence. Half an hour later she was entering with Zaahid in her new home where her in laws were already present. Zaahid's two cousins Aayla and Minal made her sit on the two seater sofa in the living room. all the guests were gathered around her who would stay the night. Everyone was engaged in talking to each other and she was listening quietly, because of the veil she had on her face not able to see everything properly. She didn't even noticed her husbands absence from there. She was too tired for anything.

"Zaim kahan hai? Mai ek baar bhi nhi mili usse pure function me." Sumbul asked Minal who was sitting in her left.

"Bhabhi wo so gya hai, khala keh rhi thi ki pure function ko agar kisi ne sabse jyada enjoy kiya hai toh wo Zaim hi hai."
The seventeenth year old young girl replied cheerfully. How is she so cheerful after the tiring day, Sumbul thought in her head but didn't comment anything, she felt upset over the fact that she didn't met her pyara bacha even for ones. She had asked Maheen before the nikaah that if she could made her meet him but the said girl replied that she couldn't find him now.

"Ladkiyon apni bhabhi ko le jao, bachi thaki hui lag rhi hai. Jao beta aaram kro."

Her mother in law told the twins,  Nodding their heads in affirmation they led her through the long staircase. Although her nikaah dress was not too heavy but it's heavy enough for her nazuk zism. She felt she would collapse any minute. The twins were too energetic and enthusiastic making her envy of their energy.

Leading the way Aayla pushed open the door, they made her sit in the middle of the bed after Minal gave her make up a little touch up. Spreading her silver gold net lehenga in the king sized bed, they kept her red dupatta properly on her head, making sure that half of her face had hidden behind the sheer red dupatta. The room was well decorated with scented candles and rose and jasmine flowers, creating a atmosphere romantic. Sumbul felt shy and awkward while looking at the arrangements, after all he was her cousin before, who was eight years older than her and she had always treated him respectfully. For her he was same as Rohaan, her older brother if not more.

"Haaye bhabhi aap toh itni qatilana lag rhi hai ki mere pyare bhai se toh sabr na ho rha hoga ki kab wo aapke paas aayein aur kab aapko...............
Ayla teased her new bhabhi who blushed ducking her head down.

The mischievous twins winked at each other passing the shy bride teasing glances making shy even more. His name gave birth to a new feeling. She felt warm and fuzzy.

"Bhabhi ab hum chalte hai., Ok?" They stood up ready to go while Sumbul looked uneasy.

"Thodi der ruk jao please." Sumbul held their hands tightly.

"Arre agar hum nhi jayeinge toh aapke miyan kese aayeinge." Minal wiggled her eyebrows suggestively making her quite. They laughed at her misery and left. She observed the room taking her veil off her face. The room was big with walk in closet and attached ensuite  bathroom, it also had a dressing mirror with all the men's perfumes and hair jell arranged neatly. The room had a  beautiful balcony with sliding glass doors and some flower pots arranged in a raw. It's not the first time that she was in his room but the room felt new because the relation between them had changed from cousins to miyan biwi.