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بیالیسواں باب

Chapter, that contains alot of Islamic teaching, If you aren't comfortable reading it. Dont, please. I won't be tolerating any hate!

Time travel's fast sometimes, You remember yourself holding your baby and it wouldn't be even enough time and they'll be making you proud, getting married and would be going away from you. For every father, who loves his child, her marriage and her rukhsati is the hardest day for him to see.

Getting married is Sunnah that every muslim follows, believing in love after marriage is an amazing concept. And Arsalan too had seen alot of dreams for the day where his little Noori would be leaving him! Of course those dreams were tear worthy.

He clearly remembered the days of her childhood, the days of her youth and now when she's in her early twenties, and sitting Infront of him with her husband wearing the red lehanga of her mothers rukhsati, the feeling was amazing yet dreading. Why do daughters had to go away?, he wanted to complain but then he was happy knowing his daughter is getting a chance to enhance another family, that too of herself.

She's following the sunnah, and that all matters now. He was gazing at smiling noori with content sikandar on the stage, when his wife Rubaab had laid her head on his shoulder, he immediately put his hand around her waist " kitno jaldi bari hogai nhi?" He asked rubaab.

(She grew up so fast! Right?)

Who nodded, and gazed up at him, with same adoration and billion's of stars in her eyes "kaisa lag raha ye soch kar k ab mai burha hogaya hun" his eyes brows furrowed and he answered with fake irritation " mai burha? Huh abhi bhot jawan hun, aik second mai koi bhi girl ko pull karsakta hun!"

(How are you feeling, thinking you are getting old now!)
(I old? Huh, Im still too much Young! I can pull any girl in a second!)

Rubaab gasped and hit him on his hand, he groaned " had karten hain ap bhi" making him laugh at her offended face. "Chalen ab stage par, kuch hi time hai rukhsati mai" and the atmosphere shifted once again.

(You are unbelievable!)
(Lets go on stage, Theres a little time in rukhsati!)

Sitting beside Sikandar, as his lawfully wedded wife had once become the utmost goal of Noor-Ul-Ain, that she had accomplished and nothing in the world can measure her happiness. She was over the moon. And looking at sikandar beside her, he too looked happy, but she wanted to ask

"Ap khush hain?" Her question had him looking at her, he smiles gently and put his hand on her cheek, before leaning forward to place a kiss between of her eyebrows " had se zayada" she smiled shyly. "Lekin pareshan hun!" Noor-Ul-Ain looked at him in confusion who just gestured her to look forward.
Shehryar, her heart went out for the man who was lost in himself, somewhere that he wasn't able to be found. Three months exactly!!! Since mahal had left shehryar, three months since he doesn't know where she is and three months since police has been going wild to search her.

(Are you happy?)
(Beyond the limits!)
(But, I am worried!)

Noor-Ul-Ain sighed sadly, and sat closer to sikandar, who placed his one hand on her lap while other one on her shoulder "mujhe mahal se ye umeed nhi thi!" She heard him whisper beside her ear. She had seen the girl, the girl that was timid, not confident and brave, how can she leave? There must be something else that she should know yet she can't!

( I didn't expect this from mahal!)

She didn't answer to his statement, and tried shifting the mood by asking the question that had him coughing while being red " khana ache se khaya na apne? Raat ko dair tak jag lenge? Bhot kaam jo karna hai" she added a little brow lift, he looked at her in shock.