After all those strange traditional things , I was shown to my room ,actually Hunains room which probably was mine now ,
I went inside as the scent of roses made there way into my nostrils ,
There were roses, on the floor, bed,tables ,even the side window of the balcony was decorated by flowers,
I was creeped out,
IT WAS THE FIRST NIGHT ,
UF ALLAH HELP ME ,
Saba , laraib [Hunains cousin sisters] and Naina [his sister] helped me spread my frock on the bed they also told me to not be nervous and made some jokes ,which actually made me laugh so much that I got a stomach ache for a whole minute ,
We were now more comfortably talking , 'Knock Knock'
The door knocked ,the oxygen in the air felt so little ,
They stood up and Said " acha bhabi
Chalte hai warna hunain bhai bohot ghusa karenge /okay bhabi we should leave now,brother will get angry at us if we didn't "
They said and left the room in a hurry ,
I couldn't even tell them to wait a little at least for a minute ,
AFTER a while he entered the room ,
My heart forgot how to breath ,I mean my heart forgot how to beat as my breath was uneven now ,
He locked the door before turning towards the bed ,
My stomach flipped !
He took small steps , I looked up to his face just to find him already looking at me with a slight smile and admiration ,
I was stressed being in this atmosphere ,a minute felt like an hour,
I shifted my gaze back to my wrist,
The sound of footsteps vanished and I felt the bed dip in , as he sat down
In front of me ,
What should I do, what are people supposed to do ,I mean what should I say , thinking about these things I was now holding my dress tightly in my hand I felt a little pain by doing that as the strong threaded karaai/[thread designed] dipped in my flesh and i got that design plastered on my hand,
"hath den " hunain said
Maybe he noticed ,that I was stressed,
I forwarded my hand to him didn't realized that my hand now have a design on it ,
He looked at my hand then at me ,
His hand gently went through the design plastered on my hand ,
"Are you stressed my love "
My heart was QUESTIONING me ,
It is not a dream ,right ,
When I didn't answered he then again ,repeated his question in a different way but with more love ,
"Is my Inara stressed over something ,hn/kiya meri Inara kisi baat se pareshan hai ,han "
"G nhi /no "
He looked at me then bowed to kiss my hand ,as I became restless ,
My face flushed red and my lips curved in a slite smile ,
He then said ," so now let's talk about business " I squinted my eyes beneath the veil ,waiting for the sentence to extend ,
"pehle ap mun dikae len gi ya apna dedar karwaengi/ will you take your wedding gift first or will you bless me with your appearance/sight"
Understanding the question I sheepishly forwarded my hand and felt him put 3 different sized boxes,
" umm " I wanted to ask ,about it
But can't get the words to do that ,
"G bolen /yes continue " he motivated me ,
"isn't it suppose to be one box " I said
As I have always been hearing it's one box mostly bracelets ,
"oh I FORGOT TO bring the important one ,"what
"so were they suppose to be four "
"no I was nervous so I brought just 4 of these Items but beside this ,I bought you a car and a house ,"
I looked at him in shock ,
And then my hand landed on my forehead and a chuckle escaped my mouth ,
"why ,what happened "
"nothing " i didn't realized but my stress faded in an instant as I forgot that I was terrified ,
"okay ,now you may lift up my veil"
"Finally!!" he said in a strange excitement ,
He lifted up my veil ,as my eyes trailed off to every part of the room but not at him ,my lips curved in a slight smile , flushed red cheeks ,an awkwardness brimming from my face ,
The duration of silence covering the room extended eating up the little self confidence I had over my looks , my eyes instinctively looked at him ,
He sitting in front of me RADIANT! ,HANDSOME!,BREATHTAKING! ,
his eyes wide open with his slightly parted lips tilting his head to see me as clear as he could ,on both sides,
I bit my lips to stop my self from
Laughing ,he is soo cute ,
All the current events made it more convenient and comfortable for me to to get to know him and get my self engaged in a conversation ,
"mujhe nahi laga tha mai apko itne piyari lagongi/I didn't knew I would be this beautiful to you "
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