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Aira was stood in front of the mirror doing light makeup as Zayaan was busy showering, she was wearing a simple bright pink dress gifted to her by her in-laws. Her favourite colour was pink and soon as she saw it in her wardrobe, she chose it without even thinking about any other outfits.

She was carefully applying eyeliner, when she heard the toilet door open and Zayaan walked out with just a towel wrapped around his waist. Her breath hitched when he stood right next to her and did his skincare and hair.

Zayaan snickered when he saw Aira's reaction "Aira, are you ready? I'm just going to get dressed and we'll go downstairs together."

Aira too shy to speak just nodded and proceeded with perfecting her eyeliner.

Zayaan made his way to the wardrobe room and came out dressed in an off white shalwar kameez and Aira was sitting on their bed and waiting for him. "Aira, let's go downstairs."

The new couple made their way to the dining table together and Asmat smiled as everyone was waiting for the newly wed couple to arrive before breakfast was served.

"Salam" the couple synched and Aira blushed. Asmat smiled as everyone greeted them back "Bring the breakfast" Asmat announced and the servants started pouring in with the food.

Aira feeling new to the atmosphere looked at her plate, too shy to be the first one to eat. Just as she was thinking of all the delicious breakfast dishes, she saw food appearing in her plate. She looked up to see Zayaan smiling and serving her, she muttered a small "thanks" and started eating.

Meanwhile, everyone was surprised as Zayaan never helped anyone with such a minimal task and Zara was burning with jealousy with the only thought running through her mind being "Zayaan is mine, how dare this lowlife come in between us!"

"Zayaan beta, you can take a break from all the work. You newly got married and arrange a honeymoon for yourself and Aira. Don't even think about work anytime soon." Asmat told Zayaan.

Zayaan looked at her and smiled "Ammi, don't worry I've already arranged my leave and honeymoon."

Aira blushed at the mention of their honeymoon, she was too shy to even look at him and they were supposed to go on their honeymoon soon.

Asmat smiled at her son's change after his marriage "That's good beta, what's the honeymoon destination?"

Zayaan cheekily replied "Ammi that's a surprise for everyone, you'll find out when we go there." At the mention of a 'surprise' Aira wondered where they were going but Zayaan did not mention a destination to her yet so she was left wondering.

Zara and Khalida were burning out of jealousy, The Zayaan Khan was prioritising a girl over his work and on top of all he even planned a surprise. Khalida caressed Zara's leg under the table trying to calm her down as she didn't want to create a scene in front of everyone. She would deal with this girl later, after all the rightful Mrs Zayaan Khan was her daughter and she would do anything to make that a reality.

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After the breakfast, Zayaan and Aira proceeded back to their room and Aira finally managed to get the courage to ask him "Um, where are we going?"

Zayaan chuckled at his shy wife, she developed a blush and looked down "Begum, it's a surprise. You'll find out in a few days."

Aira pouted at her unsuccessful attempt in knowing their honeymoon destination "I meant is it a hot place or cold place, I will need to pack up according to the weather there."

Zayaan couldn't stop staring at his cute little wife "It's a hot country, make sure to pack light clothes." Zayaan answered easing his wife.

"Okay, I'll start packing now." Aira said and ran to the wardrobe room and Zayaan chuckled at how she ran across the room to hide from him, but she was his for eternity and there was no hiding from him anymore.

Hello guys,

Finally an update after months but so sorry I've been busy but ye i'm back🥹

Happy reading~~~
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