Aira's POV:
I saw someone's shadow on the door and my legs went numb, heart started beating faster as I knew who it was because no one has the courage to enter the room of
Mrs. Aira Haider. Oh sorry Mrs Aira Musa Jafri, well I never gave a thought to my new middle name it rhymes with my name.
I was lost in my thoughts thinking about when I heard the person standing behind me clearing his throat but this didn't took me out of my trance infact I got more lost thinking how manly and sexy his voice sounds even when he's clearing his throat to get my attention, O my god I didn't even thought how cute he would be looking
trying to get my attention, awwww. And there we go, I got more and more in his thoughts while he was the only one standing behind me.
He again tried to get my attention and break my trance but this time he just held my left elbow in his grip and turned me around, due to sudden jerk my eyes went to his face only to meet his stormy gray eyes so they can lock causing a romantic eye contact, those eyes held nothing but admiration for me, he looked at me with loads and loads of love in his eye, was it really love. Due to closeness his hot breath falling on my nose I closed my eyes to feel it while he was still holding both of my elbows.
I was lost in his breathe when he brought me to his by asking "Aira tum itni jaldi rukhsati ke faisle se khush toh ho na?, Agar nahi ho toh mai sab se baat kar ke rukhsati ko postponed karwa dunga. Tum tension na lena, na hi kisi pressure mei akar, hmm?" he stated last line while leaving my elbows and cuping her face. This time his voice was soft unlike his usual stern voice but he still managed to keep that dominating aura alive. His gray stormy eyes were now showing concern along with admiration.
I was too lost for thinking and answering something like this, my mind wasn't processing because of his closeness, also his handsome face and aura wasn't helping me much. Ughh Allah tallah I can't stand his handsomeness and this much care together, have some mercy on me please.
We were standing there, he was too close to me, too close to my face cuping it whereas I was zoned out. I don't know what striked him as he held my hand and led me towards my bed, which was in the middle of my room, it was a four poster bed with canopy, it was specially made on order by Musa when my old bed broke last year, luckily he knew my craze for a bed with canopy so he got it done.
He made me sit on edge of the bed and he stood on his knees so our eye level was same. He took my right hand between his hand and placed them on my lap while rubbing it in a soothing manner.
"Aira bolo kuch jaan, agar rukhsati ke liye tum raazi nahi ho toh hum rukhsati baad mei kareingey lekin tumhare consent se, tumhe maine pehle bhi bola hai aur abhi bhi bol raha hun, apko koi force nahi karega kisi bhi cheez ke liye jo hoga apki marzi se hi hoga" he again comforted me and let me tell you it made me fall for him even more.
Yes, fall for him, I've started loving him and I myself didn't realized it long ago.
Even though he confessed his love for me after 2 months of our Nikkah only which was done 2 years back when I turned 19. At that time I didn't loved him but slowly and gradually I realized my love for him, and till now I haven't confessed it to him, however, he has confessed me millions of times. He's strict, dominant, but at the same time he's caring, loving and most importantly respecting, he always respects my decision and choices, even before our Nikkah he came to my room the same way to ask my consent.
The only difference at that time was that I said yes to him because I had the fear of leaving my parents and house but now I am going to agree to rukhsati because I am in love with him that too madly.
Thus I didn't said anything and kept sitting mum as I was trying to make sentences in my mind what and how I have tell him about my feelings. But before I could tell him he said "Aira tumhe apne aap ko force krne ki zaroorat nahi hai, mai samajhta hun ke ap abhi mere saath comfortable nahi hain, jab ap ready hongi rukhsati tab hi hogi. Ap relax hojaye apni parhai pe focus krein and Agha jaan aur Bijaan ki tension na lein unse mai baat krunga." After completing he turned to leave my room but stopped when...
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Musa's POV:
Since she wasn't answering anything I thought that I got my answer because silence is mostly used as a sign of disagreement. So I told her that I would go and deny our grandparents' decision of our rukhsati.
But the moment I turned around to leave her room she said "I love you " due to her sudden confession I felt as if someone has pour cold water on my head because I felt numb allover, if you tell anyone Musa Jafri, the second son of Jafri family got numb just because his wife confessed to him, I believe no one in business world would ever agree, even me, myself would have never agreed if I didn't felt this.
Suddenly I felt Aira's hand sliding to my waist and locking around my stomach while placing her head on my back. I felt her small lips moving on my back when she said "Musa mai rukhsati ke liye tayyar hun lekin ussey pehle mai apse confess karna chah rahi thi. Aur Jahan tak rahi baat meri khushi ki, Musa mujhe nahi lagta ke mai kisi aur ke Nikkah mei itna khush reh sakti jitna apke saath hun. Mai apke saath khushi khushi apni rukhsati karna chahti hun".
After she finished I brought her in front of my chest and held her chin to make her look at me only to find her red blushing face. Looking at her small adorable face I couldn't control myself and latched my lips with hers.
After fee minutes she started patting my chest to make me aware that she needed to breathe, with a heavy heart I left those soft velvety lips. Her face was more red now. Ughhhh, these red cheeks they are going to be my death one day.
After our romantic kiss I hugged her and told her "Trust me, Aira tum soch bhi nahi sakti mai is waqt kitna khush hun. Aur Aira mera tumse ye pakka waada hai ke mai kabhi bhi aisa kuch nahi krunga jissey tumhe halka sa bhi hurt ho you can mark my words".
She smiled while looking at me and said "Musa I trust you more than anything" but before she could say anything more my phone rang and I had to attend it as it was from my assistant.
After that I left her room..
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Author's POV:
Suddenly someone pulled Miraal into Meesum's room. (I guess there's no need to explain who it was). Holding her close to himself Meesum tranced her earlobe with his nose before whispering in his husky voice "Bohat ziyada hi shaadi ki khushi nahi ho rahi tumhe aj kal. Ho lo jitna khush hona hai kyunke baby girl shaadi ke baad toh isi room mei ana hai tumne aur tab toh bhaag bhi nahi paogi, phir chahe mai tumhe parhaun ya" Meesum stopped and bit her earlobe.
"Ya?". Miraal insisted him to continue but it came out more like a moan. "Ya mai apko daantu". A disappointed look was clearly visible on Miraal's face to which Meesum said "Kyun, ap kuch aur soch rahi thi? Ch ch ch ch ch Miraal you need to get your brain cleaned kitni dirty minded ho rahi hain ap.
Ye sab apki vo books parhne ka natija (result) hai, lagta hai mujhe apki aur books chupani hi paraygi" taking the chance Meesum started teasing her, and how can he miss the chance to tease his little to be wifey.
After Miraal got a hold of herself she glared him and said "Haww, toh vo ap thay Jo meri book letey hain mujhe lagta tha Huzaifa ne chupai hain, isi liye maine us bechare ke assignment wala folder delete kar diya tha. Aur ap sunein meri pyari books ko kuch na bolein unki koi ghalti nahi hai, sari apki ghalti hai, apne na mujhe vo" she stopped in midway realizing what she was going to say.
Meesum noticed her and made a innocent expression while asking "Mai? Maine kya kiya love. Bataye na maine kya kiya". His teasings were getting on the nerves of Miraal so she left the room while muttering "Dekhlungi inko bhi shaadi ke baad, akhir tab toh mera hi hukam chalega na, phir batadungi". Meesum who heard it was smiling slyly.
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After all the teasings and romancing all the Jafri couples went to sleep as upcoming days were going to be very tiring for them because of their wedding preparations which were going to start from tomorrow. The event of mehndi was the only event that was going to take place as engagement ceremony was done for both of the couples and Muslim weddings only consists of events like Engagement, Mehndi, Nikkah rukhsati.
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Jafri Family Tales
RomanceA story of two cousins, with different personalities and age difference of eight (8) years, who were betrothed since childhood. For their elders both of them were meant to be together as they are a perfect match for each other, but for both of them...
