'MMMMM' She moaned
'Haye teria'n awaaza jn ' He spoke slowly rubbing his nose over her pride.
(Your moans,my love)
'Mahabirrrr' She cried
'Han bol' He asked continuing the torture
(Yes,what happened)
Please,Naa ta-----aaahhhhhhh'
(Please don't an...
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The house was buzzing with excitement as the wedding functions started. Harleen's mehndi had been done the previous night, and now she sat in her room, carefully drying the intricate designs on her hands. Her family and friends had gathered, filling the air with laughter and traditional songs. Harleen couldn't help but smile, feeling a mix of nervousness and joy.
As she admired her mehndi, she noticed the heightened security around the house. Mahbir had arranged for guards to ensure her safety after the recent threats from Armaan. She felt a sense of relief knowing that Mahbir was doing everything possible to protect her.
In the middle of the festivities, a commotion broke out downstairs. Harleen's heart skipped a beat as she heard raised voices and the sound of a struggle. She rushed to her window and saw Mahbir's guards apprehending someone. Her pulse quickened when she realized it was one of Armaan's men. They had tried to break into the house, but Mahbir's men had caught them just in time.
"Harleen, sab thik aa.Tu tenson na lai ," Noor reassured her, entering the room and giving her a comforting hug.
(Harleen,everything is fine.You don't worry)
Harleen nodded, taking a deep breath. "Mai thik a Noor, Bas a sabb vekh k thoda darrgi hi"
(I am fine Noor,just got scared by seeing this)
The night before the wedding, Harleen lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The house was quiet now, the hum of wedding preparations having died down. She reached for her phone, feeling an urge to hear Mahbir's voice. As if on cue, her phone buzzed with an incoming call. A smile spread across her face when she saw his name on the screen.
"Hello?" she answered, her voice soft and filled with anticipation.
"Hello, jaan meriye" Mahbir's deep voice came through, filled with warmth and affection. "Miss me already?"
(Hello,my life)
Harleen giggled, her cheeks flushing. "Han shayad thoda jiha,Tuhi miss krde mnu?"
(Maybe a little. Are you missing me?)
"A little?" he teased. "Mere te dimaag cho nahi nikal rahi tu,rukeya nahi jaa reha kinni sohni laggengi svere "
(I can't stop thinking about you. I keep imagining how stunning you'll look tomorrow.)
Harleen's heart fluttered at his words. "Really? How do you imagine I'll look?"
"Jive duniya di sabto sohni dulhan hou" Mahbir said, his tone sincere. "Han par eh aukha mere lyi sohna b hun nalo zyada sohni kal laggengi."
(Like the most beautiful bride in the world,But I have to say, it's hard to imagine you looking more beautiful than you do right now.)
