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Ayzaan Mir, never in his life had ever thought that he would fall in love. For him his love was his work, being in a mafia and then managing his family business wasn't easy for him, his sister Aaira was a doctor unlike him, she didn't have any interest in business. However their parents had always respected their choice. When Ayzaan thought of joining his family business, Umaid had asked him if he was sure or not, he didn't want his son to choose this option by getting some burden. Ayzaan was thankful to his family for understanding him, but he always wanted to be a businessman like his father, his grandfather was.
And then being the eldest of all his cousins, he had to be responsible, caring and strict towards them but he was completely opposite of it. He was a carefree soul but not that much, he knew when he had to be responsible. He was one year older than Isra and zahan. He didn't share a bond with Zahan as he shared with isra. As they both were best friends. For ayzaan it was isra whom he can share his problems with and for isra it was ayzaan.
When he was probably around 11 years old, he had developed a good bond with mayza. He had taught her how to ride a cycle. Mayza wasn't able to say his full name, she used to say 'zaan' as this was short and she can say it easily. But then things started getting changed as when mayza was around 15 years old she had developed a crush on Ayzaan. And when Ayzaan got to know this, he distanced himself as he wanted her to focus on her studies, not on these things.
And now the girl is his wife, she is in his nikah. He looked at her, who was greeting the guests. He held her hand which made her look at him, her skin was coated with the blush. She was wearing a cream colored dress with golden embroidery and absolutely she was slaying in it.
He murmured 'masha'allah' and then looked at her and smiled. She was literally a blessing for him. He tightened his hold on her waist, she gasped and looked at him, her skin went beetroot red. He smirked seeing his effect on her.
Rukhsati.
It wasn't easy, seeing her crying in her father's arms made his heart clench. He held her hand, trying to comfort her. Aaira and Afrah had helped her to settle in the car. As her dress was very heavy.
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