To Jannah...together

Lights On....Wedding On

"Man, You are gonna get electrocuted", said Zaeem crossing his hands
"Nope, Bhai, I'll manage...", Lukman smirked and continued his connection of L.E.D lights twisting the wires.
It was Lamees's wedding eve, and so much hustle and bustle going on. It was Lukman's idea to decorate the house with yellow lights, he is a little festive type.
"May I help you? ", came Mr.Groom, Imran.
"Woah, Look Who's here? ", said Lukman smiling.
Imran gave a fist bump to Zaeem and exchanged their salaams.
"As per the certificate, He is an Electronics Engineer, you know, Lukman",said Zaeem winking, Imran rolled his eyes shaking his head,
"Hand them over to Imran, Lukkooo", Zaeem pressed on laughing, which resulted in Imran stamping Zaeem. Zaeem immediately stepped aside, avoiding the hit, laughing. 
Just then, Lukman jumped down from the ladder, and then....
ZAP....Lights ON. The whole house was lighted with beautiful yellow lights.
"Woah, Lukman, Maa Sha Allah", Zaeem and Imran patted his shoulder in appreciation.
While Imran said,
" Jazaakkallahu Khairan, Lukman, otherwise I would have stuck in it...."
"Baarakallaahu feeki.....Or Electrocuted? ", asked Lukman in return suppressing his laughter. Zaeem patted Imran trying himself to suppress his smile and changed the topic,
"Why is Mr.Dulha in our Bride's place? Huh? ", Zaeem fake coughed joined by Lukman.
"I umm....", Imran massaged his beard
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm? ....", Zaeem and Lukman hummed together .
"Ummm...The Wedding dress and...."
"Aaaaaaaaaand? ", Lukman and Zaeem were definitely enjoying teasing Imran.
"Ugh....Stop it, Guys, you are worser than those Desi Aunties", Imran tapped both their heads in embarrassment.
"Seriously? Jeeju, Desi Aunties? ", said Lukman trying harder to stop his laughter as Zaeem massaged his back, which made Imran yell at him silently,
"Wait, till you get married, Mr. Soon to be Brother in law", Imran snickered and ruffled his hair.
"Woah Woah, I won't get married soon , Jeeju", Lukman raised his hands in surrender.
"Why not? ", asked the both married ones together.
"Look at me, I am still a kid", Lukman waved his hand throughout his body.
"And someone was saying that, 'Iam grown up, and do not treat me like a child'? ", that was none other than our Grandma, Fathima, smiling with a tray of cupcakes in her hands.
"GRANDMAAAA", The three, hugged her together, and then after Salaams, she handed the tray to Lukman,
"Beta, distribute it, And Imran, your favourite chocolate chip cupcake is in it, enjoy", Imran smiled gratefully, and said,
"That was soooooo sweet of you, Grandma, love you", Imran gave her a flying kiss.
While Zaeem, hugged her by her side, and teased her,
"Taking sides, already Granny?", she laughed and replied,
" You all are my dearest, beta", which made Lukman and both Zaeem and Imran hug her again.
"Woah, Woah, wait for me", came Mr.Ali running and hugged the group.
The guests actually loved the whole scene, and was admiring them with plenty of Subhaanallah s and Maa Sha Allah s...While some said, 'Leave the granny for God's sake', which made them part away laughing,
"What are you guys doing to my Ammi?" , came in a laughing Abid and Hassan  (Lukman's and Lamees's Abba).
"Kids these days", Hassan shook his head smiling.
"Aww, That was really nice...wasn't it, boys? ", Grandma asked winking.
"SUPERB"
The boys gave her a big thumbs up laughing.
"Just don't embarrass us, boys", Abid and Hassan chuckled.
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"Rabee'aaaaaah"
Rabee'ah looked at Hadiya, and opened her tiny mouth showing her toothless smile.
"Awwwwww, Look at her....My munchkin....mmmmuuaaah", Hadiya kissed Rabee'ah on her forehead.
"She is just like Raihaa Di, isn't she? ", Lamees said smiling wider.
"Yeah, but she has her dad's eyes though", said Raihana.
"Mmmm...", nodded a smiling Zaara who was holding Rabee'ah.
"How much is she now? ", asked Hadiya.
"5 months", said her Little Maasi, Nadain , proudly.

Lamees was already trying harder to scratch her nose, with all of the mehendi in her hands. While Nadain and Haya laughed at her failed attempt, and helped her.
"You are gonna ruin the designs, Lamees, just stop your scratching vatching", said the mehendi artist, Zaara.
Everyone in the room was laughing.
"Don't blame me, Zaaru, the outfit I have wore now is tearing me  into bits...Yaa Allah, I can't take this anymore, I gotta change", Lamees stood up from the bed, and was abruptly stopped by Hadiya and Raihana.
"Don't, We came here, not only to give you tomorrow's dress, but also to see you in your Mehendi dress, look how gorgeous you are, Maa Sha Allah, I bet Imran might be rocking to and fro in his stand wanting to see you", Hadiya giggled, and Lamees got a huge cooing from the girls part.
Lamees face palmed, shaking her head,
"Girls, just stop it"
" Ayhaayeee, Look who is turning strawberrieeeeeees", Raihana pinched her cheek.
"Look how she was smiling while face palming", joined Haya.
Everyone laughed.
"Gooogooogooo...", said little Rabee'ah, probably might be joining the ladies in 'Mission teasing Lamees' .
"Look, Even little Rabee'ah understood her Aunt's blushing vushing", said Nadain clasping her arms and blinking.
Lamees giggled, and kissed Rabee'ah saying,
" You too, my little one? "
Grandma was watching them, smiling, widely, and was murmuring,
"Alhamdulillah 'ala kulli haalin Maa kaana (All Praise is due to Allah in all conditions)".

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Whole night went lively.
The girls brought Lamees to the courtyard, while the most of the guests had departed, and only the close ones remained, including Imran,Hadiya, her husband, Salim,and their 3 year old son.
Imran was being teased and cooed by his Jeeju and obviously, Ali, Zaeem and his dearest soon to be brother in law, Lukman.
As Lamees was introduced to Salim and other elderly guests by Hassan, Salim nudged Imran and said,
"Someone is really eager to meet his dulhan",
"Not you too, Jeeju", Imran pouted and punched his shoulder.
"Ouch", Salim massaged his shoulder and said,
"Baapre, can you stop being an Iron Man? "
"Yes, Of course, if you lot stop teasing me", Imran gestured the others.
It was time to go for them, Hadiya dragged Imran to Lamees, while a very shy Imran, kept on saying,
"Deedi no, Nooooo, no please, Yaa Allah, what will I tell her? Di, Iam going... "
"You will tell her exactly what she wants to hear, Clear? ", said Hadiya stressing on her last word. Imran looked at his sister,
"This is cheating, Deedi"
"Huh? "
"Di,You said there is a special cupcake waiting for me, and you are dragging me to....",Just then, he saw Lamees, talking to his mom, smiling. She was wearing a Pink coloured gown, with a silver hijab, and pearl chains hanging out from her hijab, fully covered modestly, He couldn't help it, but he immediately looked away and said,
"Subhaanallah ",  he was smiling, smiling wider, that he unknowingly squeezed Hadiya's hands, well...probably with a bit pressure,
"Ouch, Imraaaan! ", Hadiya yelled in pain.
"Woah, Asthagfirullah, sorry Di", He was still smiling.
Hadiya face palmed and was giggling at her brother's act.
"Mere chotte (my little one)", she pinched both his cheeks.
"Ow, Deedi", he rubbed his cheeks.
"Arrae, Iron girl,  Mere Bhai ko chod dhe yaar (Leave my brother alone)", Salim said laughing with the rest.
"Will come now", she called out laughing.

As Lamees saw Imran and Hadiya nearing towards them, she almost stiffened, but inside, she was getting all types of wobbling butterflies and was feeling a bit cool too, some rare kind of a feeling she haven't noticed before, this coolness was too good.
"Aah, look. Imran has come to see you, I hope, I will leave now, beta, take care", Imran's mom planted a kiss on Lamees's forehead.
"Aww, look who is blushing", said Imran's mom patting his cheek, which resulted in Hadiya failing to suppress her laughter and Imran pleading to his mom,
"Ammi....", he begged, giving her a pleading smile.
"Achha Achha, mai jaa rahihoon beta, you look so Handsome now", at this, Imran groaned inwardly, while his mom winked at Lamees and exchanged Salaams.
Lamees really felt good vibes from her dear mother in law. "Isn't she sweet? ", she thought to herself smiling.
"Aa...Umm, Assalaamualaikkum ", After a long struggle, Imran finally let it out.
"Waalaikumussalam", Lamees was literally giggling now, recollecting the scenes just happened, and Hadiya joined in unable to suppress.
Imran was smiling too, the air had become much more easier to breathe now, he shook his head and said,
"Women..."
"Oyye, What's wrong with Women? ", said Hadiya narrowing her eyes.
"Nothing....", he raised hands.
"Ok now, enough, Come on, tell her, what you had to say", Hadiya said smiling.
Lamees looked down. Blushing, red.
Hadiya turned a little, to give them a bit privacy,
"Lamees...", he called.
"Mm?", she looked up, and then immediately looked down. He smiled at her gesture, and said,
"You look Beautiful, Maa Sha Allah, Thabaarakallah",
She blushed again, and was thinking the same about him, He had wore a white crisp Kurta and cream pants, which was well fit to his body, while it made him too handsomer under the moonlight, she couldn't just focus on him, as he was still a non mahram, but her heart rejoiced at the thought, that this man is going to be Hers, by the will of Allah.
He ruffled his hair, as a small wind played through his hair, he was still handsome...
"Jazaakkallahu Khair, you too", she let it out too.
"Waiting for tomorrow, May Allah grant us ease...", he said smiling, looking to the moon.
And then, they departed.
"Aameen", she murmured, she was stunned by his beauty, all she could do was Look up and Praise Allah, and was thinking a particular thing too, 'Do I deserve him? He is too good, Ya Allah'.

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Women impure are for men impure, and men impure for women impure andwomen of purity are for men of purity, and men of purity are for women of purity- (Surah Noor : Verse 26)