Sin

Chapter 2

 
  Year: 2016 
  Pov: Ayan

"Assalamualaikum, uncle," I said, sounding quite excited. After all, it was my brother's grand wedding. I was welcoming guests, being the youngest son in our family; this was my chance to show off.

My friends called me to take their pictures with the bride and groom. I walked towards the platform made of glass where my handsome brother sat with his newly wedded wife. They were talking more like flirting. I was feeling bad for disturbing them.

 (Assalamualaikum = an Arabic greeting meaning "peace be upon you", the standard salutation among members of the religion, Islam.)

"Bhai, my friends are here to take some pictures," I asked, hoping he wouldn't get annoyed, but his visage spoke something else. "Why do you always come at the wrong time?" Irritation was dripping from his voice. "Let's do it fast." At least he agreed.

Taking the camera off of my friend's hand, I was trying to focus the lens on a certain object to get the right profile, but I got distracted as I found the perfect view. Long curly hair covering the back of her maroon backless blouse, a red lehenga covered in white pearls, those cheeks of hers were still visible from the back. I was mesmerized to see her so much.

Her slender hands moved her hair to the front, giving me a chance to roll my eyes over her flawless back, which had this huge scar reaching till her waist. She was attractive, alluring and ethereal. I wanted to know the story behind that scar. I wanted to know how much time she spent on that long luscious hair. I wanted to know her. The sound of her bangles were like music to me. She was pulling me towards her like I was cast in her magic spell.

"Bhai, please take our picture!" Rayan said, turning me towards him, thinking I came back to reality, but my mind was occupied by her.

Pov: Ayat

Within this myriad of people, I looked for peace, wandering around the mansion, observing its beauty. How beautifully it was carved, paintings on them in different designs. I was fascinated by them. I felt a cold wind blowing by my neck, leaving my body shivering.

"Is something letting the wind in?" I said, looking for an open window but surprisingly found a balcony wide open. The view was unreal. I could see the sea from afar, while the moon was showing off its majestic light reflecting on the seafloor. The cold breeze calmed me down and made me forget all those tangled feelings I was caging.

"Who are you?" I heard an enchanting, deep voice from behind, turning around. I was welcomed by those same hazel eyes. I swear he is divine.

"Jannat Noor Ayat, anything else?" I said in a quite unusual tone. Looks like my body gets affected merely by his presence .

"You were not invited, so what brings you here?" His calm and sly voice made it to my ears but those mere words didn't.  Never have I ever had a blank thought, but there he was, right on top of the throne, as if he came to rule this mind of mine. 

"The wedding or mansion or delights? Which one could it be? Take a wild guess?" My voice was turning more and more mischievous. I don't know from where all this confidence came, but the fact that he was walking towards me.

"I know you came for me." Is he for real? I don't even know his name.

"How could I ? I don't even know you?"

"Ehaan Rehman Ayan." I would reborn again just to get tied with his name . "Now you know me."

His words made me land my eyes on his parted lips, I knew he was yearning to speak out all the chaos his been tangling inside him, with slow steps he walked towards me, just some inches away from me. "Have you brought a present?" he asked with his gaze lowered, gradually bending down hooking my payal back on my foot. I was so lost in the trance didn't notice them unhooked themself. "Jannat right? Do I need to repeat myself ma'am?" What if I say yes, what if I want hear his honey coated voice while those hazel eyes avoid my existence. 

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