A Queen's Touch & Some Glitter

بارواں باب - Chapter 12

بارواں باب — Chapter 12
QUEEN AND HER KING ATTEND THE WORLD CUP

LYANA SLUGGISHLY WALKED TO HER WARDROBE. Selecting a loose cotton light blue button up with dark high waisted jeans, she got dressed. Changing out of her comfortable woolen night suit. She cursed the airlines for flying to Dubai at such ungodly hours. Leaving her hair loose on her shoulders, she wore her black sneakers and grabbed her bags. Heading out of the large bedroom to the foyer downstairs.

It was two in the morning and things barely made sense to her. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she hugged her parents one at a time. Kissing their cheeks.

"Don't miss me too much. Okay?" She sleepily whispered.
Hugging her mother tight. Rania laughed, patting her back softly.
"Hum apni biwi ko itna masroof rakhein gai keh unhay ap ki yaad nahi aai gi!" [I'll keep my wife so busy that she won't miss you!] Raees winked at the two, stealing his daughter from his wife's arms.
He hugged Lyana tightly, kissing her hair.
"If you need more money Lyana let me know. I'll transfer some immediately," Raees kissed her hair.
Lyana nodded, kissing his cheek once more. Her phone, in the back pocket of her jeans, vibrating.

She removed her sleek iphone, smiling at the caller ID.
"Right mama, abu, they're here. Allah Hafiz. I'll call once we reach. And ji mama, passport aur ticket sab rakh liya tha raat ko hi!" [Allah take care of you. And yes mama, I kept the passport and ticket last night!] She waved at them.

Raees unlocked the large chocolate brown door. Opening to see a sleepily Alamgeer standing behind it. He stepped forward and hugged his son-in-law. Nodding his head and whispering threats in his ear, Raees stepped back. Alamgeer walked forward and took Gulaab's blessings. Gripping Lyana's pink luggage in one and her hand in his other, he led her to the large SUV.

Inside the large seven seater, her brother-in-law's Aryan and Ayaan were already seated, waiting for her. Greeting the newest member with silent greetings, they made space. The cars trunk filled with their luggage. Alamgeer got in behind Lyana, her head resting on his pec out of muscle memory.

The man leaned down to kiss his wife's head. Resting his own head against the headrest, wrapping an arm around her waist. Her warm vanilla scent shrouded him in its thick cloak. Lulling him to sleep.

"Alamgeer utho. Airport aagay hai!" [Alamgeer wake up. The airport is here!] Aryan nudged him in the shoulder.
Being a light sleeper, he stirred awake immediately. He sighed in relief on finding Lyana already standing at the threshold of the departure entrance with Ayaan.

They were all primarily going to watch the final of the world cup. Between India and Pakistan. It was a gift from Ahad to him and Lyana. Considering the fact that the two were huge cricket fans. However, when Aryan and Ayaan had learnt of this fact they had thrown a large tantrum in front of their father, forcing him to gift them tickets to the cricket match too.

The night was dark. Starless. Only the huge white street lamps shone down on the roads inside the airport. The exterior lit up in green and white lights. Cars running in and out of the area. Dropping and picking up their relatives. They walked inside the international departure section.

Staring at the large glass doors behind which the security checks would begin. Alamgeer took Lyana's suitcase in his own hands. Resting it on the trolley they had rented.