𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗷𝘂

𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿𝗻 - 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗻𝘅𝗶𝗲𝘁𝘆

Tamanna rushed down in a hurry, as she knew she had wasted so much time by dolling herself up for Azlan. She looked at everyone, and was relieved to see them conversing with each other. Ruslaan was sitting there quietly, but as soon as the soft noise of her anklet echoed in the whole hall. He stared at her intensely, and his heart was in his mouth for a moment. She looked like a delicate doll decorated in a beautiful churidar, her dupatta was shaded with light yellow and white, her magnificent smile caught his breath, and He couldn't help but wish to make her his wife right at that moment. The more She tries to distance herself from him, the more Allah pulls her closer to him. Both of them had a quick eye-lock, and Tamanna twisted her lips, and went to greet the elders.

"Assalam Alaikum Sabhi Ko." She said with a sweet smile, and Everyone greeted her back lovingly.

"Kaisi lag rahi hoon main?" She asked them, like an excited child.

"Masha Allah Jannat se aayi hui pari dikh rahi ho." Tasneem complimented her, and her eyes immediately shifted on her son. Ruslaan.

"Sahi kaha na maine?" She asked him with a lopsided smile, and Ruslaan hummed slowly, and kept looking at her frowning face.

"Inse kya puch rahi hai aap Chachi Jaan...inhe kabhi main khubsurat lagti hoon kya?" Tamanna commented with rage in her voice, and Tasneem teased her - "Ise nahi toh aur kise khubsurat lagogi tum beta?"

Ruslaan asked his mother through his anxious eyes, what blunder She was trying to make here, and She just laughed in response. Everyone sat down for the dinner, and Tamanna happily pushed away the lid from the container, and said hesitantly - "Maine sabke liye Hyderabadi Biryani banayi hai, please please batana kaisi bani hai...first time try kiya hai."

"Masha Allah smell toh badi achi aa rahi hai." Farah said with a genuine smile.

"Sirf smell hi lete rahe ya khaye bhi Ammi Jaan?" Faizan spoke annoyingly, as he was dying out of hunger.

"Sabr rakho...kha rahe hai." Farah looked at him angrily, and everyone started their dinner.

Ruslaan puffed one spoon of her deliciously cooked Biryani, and closed his eyes dreamily, he wandered his tongue over his lips in satisfaction, and heard everyone appreciating Tamanna for making such a savoury food. He also praised her in his heart. He finished the fully filled plate in less than five minutes, and Nagma asked her daughter to refill his plate again. She sighed in peeve, and put a small quantity of rice on his plate, and the dupatta was slowly sliding off her chest. Ruslaan instantly placed his hand on her shoulder, and discreetly adjusted her dupatta with a stern face.

"Izzat sambhal kar rakho Tamanna, ise uchal ne me ek pal nahin lagega." Ruslaan warned her in a low voice, and Tamanna gulped down the saliva in anxiety.

Tasneem was observing how Ruslaan was finishing off the Biryani at the speed of a cheetah, and the satisfied smile on his face couldn't remain hidden to his mother. She sighed in relief, and contemplated something, before shifting her attention on her slightly polished off plate.

Rauf had three plates of Biryani and Kheer, and requested his sister to give him some more, as the food is made pleasant.

Finally the dinner was complete, and Tamanna was helping her mother, and Mami's in wrapping up the kitchen work, as soon they'll be calling to Alzan. She washed her face, and adored herself for a moment, and walked out of the washroom.

Ruslaan tried to excuse himself, and disappeared from there, as He wouldn't prefer to see Tamanna talking with his elder brother enthusiastically, but Tasneem refused him from going anywhere, and he reluctantly sat down on the sofa. Fawad made a call to his son, and Azlan accepted the video chat request in a moment. He waved his hand at everyone, and said - "Assalam Alaikum. Kaise hai aap sab?"