Listen with the song attached above.
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Waking up in the morning, I chuckled seeing her sleeping soundly, cuddling the pillow I had kept in my place. I walked out of the room and immediately opened the door for Khala who was about to ring the bell. She looked at me surprised and I just scratched the back of my head.
"What happened Mahir? You opened the door so quick?"
"Well, Naina was sleeping and I didn't want to disturb her." I said sheepishly smiling. The look on her face changed into a comforting smile. She sat on the chair and asked me to sit too.
"Mahir, ek baat poochoon?"
(Mahir, may I ask a question?)
"Boliye khala."
(Yes.)
"Naina..yeh wahi ladki hai na?"
(Naina, she is that girl right?)
My brows furrowed at her question. She gazed at me gently.
"Huh?"
"Wahi tasveer wali ladki?"
(That picture girl?)
I stiffened on my seat as I heard her say the sentence. No way she knew that. I had burnt the picture long time ago.
"Kya matlab?"
(What do you mean?)
"Mahir baba, main galat bhi sakti hoon par shayad uss din maine woh tasveer dekh li thi. Jal toh gayi thi lekin poori nahin, uski aanhekin bach gayi thi. Behad khoobsurat-itni ki jab maine unhe pahli baar dekha, main toh kho gayi. Aur ab kal unhe dekh ke unki aankhon ko pehchan gayi tabhi aapse pooch rahi hoon ki Naina begum wahi ladki hai?"
(Mahir, I may be wrong but that day I did see the photograph, but was not fully burnt , the eyes didn't burn. The moment I saw them I was lost into them. Then I saw her for real the previous day and recognized her, that's why I am asking you, is Naina that girl?)
I sighed at how she recognized her and how she was bringing back those memories. I didn't regret them but they were just so cliche.
"Ji."
(Yes.)
"Phir theek hai, main aapse aur kuch nahin poochongi."
(Its alright, I won't ask further questions.)
She left me alone with my thoughts. It had been too long since I thought about that. It was like I manifested my thoughts into my reality.
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I stood from my seat and went inside the room to see her slowly getting up with the usual frown on her face. I chuckled when I saw her rubbing her eyes with a small pout on her face.
"Good morning love." Her eyes laid upon me and a soft glow of pink adored her cheeks. I chuckled in my mind seeing her getting all flustered by the nickname I had given her.
"Good morning Mahir ji." She stood up from the bed and came towards me with her arms open, engulfing her in a hug, I inhaled the soft scent of her hair and smiled at her lovingly gesture.
"You're getting too lovey-dovey, that too in the morning?"
"What can I do, you look fluffy right now?"
"Fluffy?"
"Um-hm, like a bear."
"I cannot understand the terms you all girls make."
"Maybe you shouldn't try then, just listen to me."
"I would love that."
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I had been waiting for Naina to come out of the room for the past 1.5 hour. She told me not to come inside as she wanted to surprise me with her look. Though I was skeptical at first but moved on with her request and was now hating every second of it.
The door opened and I turned my neck back to see her coming out of the room while locking her earring. My body froze as a huge wave of hormones ran down my body. She looked ethereal in the Sharara, her hair tied in a braid and a few strands settling down in her face. The necklace adorning her neck didn't make her look less than a Queen. Well she was a queen of my heart but at that moment I felt my heart beating painfully slow matching the rhythm of her feet, not able to breathe properly, I tried to take in as much oxygen possible but even that was getting harder because with her being in front me, my body had forgotten how to breathe.
She stood in front of me and twirled around and I swear, I had to hold the chair to prevent myself from falling. She looked like the cuckoo who sang beautifully in the night under the sky filled with stars.
"How do I look?" Her giddiness showed me how much she was feeling pretty in her outfit and indeed she was looking like one.
"So beautiful that I can't seem to find the words." She pouted as she came closer to me.
"But I wanted to hear a compliment." I held her waist and pulled her closer catching her off guard.
"I can show you how I feel though." Her face morphed into confusion and I chuckled before kissing her.
She held my shoulders for support but who gonna tell her that I, too needed someone to prevent me from falling. I held both of us with the last ounce of enegery remaining inside my body. But it was all worth it at the end because I got to kiss her with so much passion that I was scared I wouldn't stop.
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We both were sitting together watching the ceremony. The religion so different from ours gave us the insights of theirs. People dressed so beautifully made the event even more elegant.
Getting up as the vows started, we moved forward towards the groom and bride to see better.
The priest said something to the groom about taking Seema as her lawfully wedded wife. Oh so this was that 'Qabool hai' part!
I felt the gaze of my wife on me, turning my head towards her, she had a grin on her face. I moved closer to her and bent down to her ear level.
"Qabool hai"
Her face turned red as she understood what I did. She looked at me and when again the priest asked Seema the same question, Naina held my arm and I brought my face closer to hers.
"Qabool hai"
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She was removing her jewellery, when I found her hair stuck with the dori of her necklace. I went closer to her and bent down to help her. The fragrance of her cologne filling my lungs and I felt myself losing. The moment she put the necklace on table, I looked at her through the mirror. She still looked beautiful without her make up on.
I smiled at how stupid I felt for acting like a teenager, but what could I do when the goddess herself was sitting in front of me?
I kissed her cheek and she giggled, smiling I left trail of kisses from her cheek to her neck eventually losing my sanity. I felt her breaths getting deeper as I moved closer to her sweet spot. I sucked on the mole and heard a faint sound of her moan. I made her get up and turned her towards me and kissed her.
After breaking the kiss we both looked at each other with so much love that for a moment I forgot what I wanted to do with her.
"Naina, I may not be able to hold myself today." Her face was red and I could see her hands trembling, but she held my collar and kissed me giving me her answer.
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RomanceMahir Malhotra is forced to marry Naina Sharma, a woman who refuses to see him as anything but her ex-fiancé's brother. As love and resentment collide, their fragile bond is tested when her ex returns, threatening to reignite old flames and unleash...
