Dard hota hai
Dard hone doZakhm gehra hai
Ise rehne doDil jalta hai
Dil jalne doYaad aayi hai
Mujhe Peete do....
It pains so
Let it painThe wound is deep so
Let it be thereMy heart is burning
So let it burnI'm remembering her so
Let me drink....———————————————————
Inaya was sitting in the middle of the bed with her gown spread on the bed and veil covering her beautiful face. She was fidgeting with her fingers. It was after a long time she came into Hadi's room not to mention she was going to stay here for the rest of her life.
Inaya heard the door opening. Her heart started beating fast as she sensed Hadi's presence in the room. Hadi noticed her fidgeting with her fingers. He could sense her nervousness. He went towards the bed and sat on the bed.
Hadi removed her veil and was once again lost in her beauty. She was absolutely stunning. Her brown almond eyes were captivating. It was like he wanted to drown in her eyes. And her already red cheeks were more red in his presence.
He was lost in her beauty and did not realise that he was just staring at her. He came out of her trance hearing her soft voice.
"Kya aap Pura time aise hi dekhte rahenge bas?" Inaya said trying not to be nervous.
"Are you going to just stare at me?"
"Jee toh karta hai saari zindagi bas apko dekhte jao" hearing him Inaya started blushing.
"I wish I could stare at you all my life."
"Jab aap aise sharmati hai na khuda kasam aur bhi pyaari lagri hain. Kya dusro ke samne bhi aise hi sharmati hain aap?"
"I swear, when you blush like this you look even more beautiful. Do you blush like this even in front of others?"
"Jee nahi."
"No"
"Haa accha hai kyunki apka yeh sharmana bas mere liye hain." He said and took her hands in his while kissing her hands.
"Good because only I can see your blushing face."
"Apne Mera naam likha hain apne haath pe?"
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Romance(Editing in process) Welcome to the journey of Hadi and Inaya. This is a story with lots of love, fun and possessiveness. This is my original work and all the pictures used in this are not mine, credit goes to it's owners. Peep into the story for mo...