Ruhani POV
I bid goodbyes to everyone and everyone gave their blessings to me. Especially my father and mothers. They three showers thier all the love and affection on me.
Even I was excited to meet my husband who just mentioned love in his talks yesterday, I was crying from the separation with my family.
"God bless you even with my happiness, baby,"
My father lovingly says and kissed on my hair.
The fresh tears rolled down my cheek and I tightened the hug. Nothing could beat the love of my father.
He released the hug and I moved forward to Rehman Bhaijaan. He specially came to meet me with Abbu Jaan.
He brought me a loving hug and kissed my forehead too.
"God bless you with the love you deserve,"
He said those beautiful words to me and released the hug.
I looked at him asked the question which I was waiting for fifteen days.
I started signalling him.
'When will you ask Bhabhijaan to come?'
He smiled on my question and everyone also smiled.
"Ji Rehman Sultan, bataiye kab aa rahi hai aapki Rehana Begum?"
"Yes, Rehman Sultan, tell us when is your wife Rehana coming over?"
Abbu also asked him teasing and he replied.
"Aap sab jaante to hai ki abhi vo choti hai or unki padhai poori hone me waqt hai. Jab tak unki padhai poori nahi ho jaati tab tak to hum unka deedar bhi nahi karenge,"
"As you all know she is still very young and seeking education. Until her education gets completed, I have decided not to even see her,"
I smiled when he replied.
This was the thing for which everyone was proud of Rehman Bhaijaan. He was nineteen years old when he came to know that a pleasure house in the Hamid Sultanate trades young girl as sex slaves.
He disguised himself as a customer and went there alone. There he meets this beautiful girl Rehana.
But, nothing did he know that she was the daughter of Hamid Sultan's young brother. And her step mother abandoned her after my Abbu won the war against him.
After that, that huge Sultanate was given to Rehman Bhaijaan.
He saved all the young girls who were working against their will and he decided to save this fifteen year old girl who was physically weak and accepted that pleasure house was her destiny. But, he came to know that the girl was the daughter of Hamid Sultan's young brother whom our father killed in the war. And because her Sultanate was no more and she didn't even have anywhere to go. Her step mother abandoned her.
He asked her for the marriage and somehow she agreed too. Ever since, she was married to Rehman Bhaijaan, she was living with one of our close relative and seeking education and training.
Because, Rehman Bhaijaan decided to meet her only after she become an adult and completes her education. But, the irony was she still didn't know that Rehman Bhaijaan was the son of the killer of his father. And now the Sultan of Hamid Sultanate which once belonged to her family.
But, I was sure that she would love him even after knowing this. Because, how could someone not love the person like him.
"Wish my greetings to everyone in your Sultanate especially Aashiq,"
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Ruhani ~ The Language Of Love
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