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بتیسواں باب

The feeling of being an achiever is always high. It can make you drunk on ultimate happiness when you know you've received what you had to deal with the panorama is a blessed feeling, especially if what you've attained is the one you love and who loves you. It's amazing. Who would've thought that one meeting, by mistake, would be the reason for one's happiness and desire!

Sikandar would've never thought he was going to get someone who loves him, someone who was willing to grow old with him. Someone who doesn't care about how twisted his ways of loving was! Someone who loves him more then he love himself or anyone! The feeling of love was out of the world.

You may get what you desire, If you ask Him with your sincere heart, then no hindrance can stop you getting what you've asked for.

Sitting Infront of Moulvi, Sikandar was having hard time controlling his emotions, his happiness knew no bound today. He couldnt comprehend if he was this excited then what would be the condition of Noor-Ul-Ain. He mentally laughed imagining her feet bouncing while she clawed on her nails.

The time came, for what he and his lover had to go through hell. If he did go through hell then he can't say anything about Noor-Ul-Ain. Cause she became the hell!!

The Moulvi was telling them about the importance of nikkah, the importance and responsibilities of getting married and getting a wife, and the rights of being a husband. Sikandar was listening everything intently. His attention wasn't shifting.

He may had ill intentions in the start, but he can never disrespect a relation as deep and loved as Nikkah! He will fulfill everything from his side, and he also have hopes from Noor-Ul-Ain! The Moulvi then went on with Surah's that he recited with him and in the last, he heard what he wanted to. He said what his heart has desired!

"Sikandar salaar, Wald sajid salaar kya apko---" everything passed in frenzy. All he heard was himself, his loud and confident voice saying Qabool hai. Three time. Yet those three time's were enough for the huge grin to split on his face.

The Moulvi too, suppressed his smile seeing the overly excited man! Oh how good it feels to finally see a happy man during marriage! Sikandar looked towards the covered side of female, where his Aini was sitting. The thing saperating them was the flowers curtains!

He breathed calmly, hearing the shaky yet sweet voice of his aini. He turned around sensing someone's presence and it was shehryar standing behind him. Shehryar upon seeing sikandar looking at him, had to turned around to wipe the tear's that had gathered in his eyes, seeing the huge beaming smile on Sikandar's face.

Sikandar laughed out loud, alerting everyone standing there, not many but the Shah's really had invited many! He sent apologitic look towards sheryar who had one thing in his mind that was to slap sikandar for making the attention shift to him, even of mahal. He really had gone overboard crying! Sikandar doesn't respect him! Oh Allah!

The drama was enough, it was already hard for newly married to control themselves that by the time everyone meet him with hugs, he was close to throw tanturms, while sitting on the floor. Shehryar snickered looking at sikandar's face while hugging with some uncle. Mahal upon seeing him teasing her lala, pinched him! Sometimes his wife is more of sikandar's bhena then his wife!

The curtain loosely fall on the ground, Noor-Ul-Ain's breath hitched when the cold flowers touched her feet. Her gaze was down, but she had seen sikandar's feet infront of her. She gulped, sensing him sitting on his knees, once again.

Sikandar breathed deep and pulled the veil away from her face, the veil that was stopping him was now not in his way anymore. He understood the meaning of breath hitching cause his did. His hands fall lifelessly on her lap, she was still looking down.