𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚

50.

𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓬𝓾𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓰𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼

The beautiful backdrop like a painting on a canvas delighted the hearts of the people in awe. The gorgeous banquet of the west wing was decorated such that whoever entered felt like they were in an illusion of a world different from the actual one as if they were in the fairytales of the wealthiest monarch.

A captivating red and white theme was set up with lots of low-hanging chandeliers and thick white candles placed inside the tall long glasses with a gold stand surrounded by red roses. 

The manor itself looked like a stunning dream in the middle of a land with the richest of the world attending the most prominent wedding. 

It was finally the evening the entire Abidi clan was waiting for. Abeer was waiting for. The wedding of her dreams, the lifetime with her love Ehtesham Kamani. 

As the manor roared with the start of the biggest event of the evening, upstairs Abeer's shaky hands fixed her traditional gold-nath. She breathed out once she fixed the Nath in a proper position and looked at herself in the mirror. There was no one in her room right that time everyone headed downstairs to the banquet but would return to take her only when the time gets closer.

She kept her shaky hand on her heart that was beating against her chest crazily. Nervousness was expected on the big day as such, so she nodded to herself in the mirror trying to calm her heart while talking herself out in her head that it was nothing but her nerves that decided to go haywire.

She raised her hand towards heaven and prayed “Ya Allah, I believe in the destiny which you’ve written for me and I believe that you are the greatest of the writer. So, please bless me on this big day with the best and let this day go by without any hassle. Ameen”

And her prayer was accepted most unexpectedly. 
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The aroma of her scent engulfs the room with her sweet presence that has his heartbeat dropping and then kick-starting it again. The power she holds upon him is incomparable if she had any idea about it she would be astonished yet wouldn’t show and that brings a small smile on his face as he leans himself on the doors of their room closest admiring the beauty in front of her who was busy getting her gajara done. 

“Gajaraa muhabbat wala ankhiyo me aisaa dala gajare ne le li meri jaan haye re mai tere qurabaan” he sings a song to her with his hand on his heart as if telling her the condition his heart was going through.

Sofia turns abruptly at the song, surprised with the newfound knowledge that her husband can do some singing as well but all that whooshes away as soon as her eyes land on him. The way he was looking while leaning on the entrance door of the closet in his sherwani was making her all dizzy in a good way. The man seemed heart-wrenchingly handsome without doing much. 

Lost in a trance he walks towards her now that she was fully turned and facing him. She dares to look this crazily beautiful huh? He thinks as he nears her so near that the fabric of their clothes brush each other. 

“Are you trying to make me fall for you?” he said in a low whisper while moving the strands of her hair to the side letting his eyes wander around her beautiful face. 

“Aren’t you already?” she whispers back with her heart starting to thump against her chest so violently at his touch that she could bet Arsalan could hear them loud and clear.