Iztiraar

55.

Soon the wait was over and the nikkah day approached. Currently the guests were gushing over the first bride. Zumra. Who was all dolled up into a beautiful nikkah jora. Her red tiny nose was making her look more beautiful and nazuk, as her nathani was creating some problem for her. Arain couldn't help but adore at her every now and then. While shafaq was with Jibran, tasting every type of sweet.

Arain passed a small smile to the aunties to came up on the stage with gifts and peace if advices. They too smiled cheekily at zumra, who frowned at their smiles. "Sune" she softly called Arain. He leaned down at her level, "ji sunaye" he too played along. "Ye aunties itja kyu daant dikha rhi h? Me joker nazar aa rhi inhe?" She asked making him chuckle.

"Zarur koi advice dene aayi hongi" he says making her mouth oh. The aunties took their balaye and handed gifts to the new couple.

"Masha Allah, itn pyare lag rhe h ap dono, lekin bss umar ka fasla nazar aa rha h" said one aunty with her fake laughter.

"Jii hena aunty, jese apki soch ku umar muje saaf nazar aa rhi h" Zumra politely firer back with her innocent smile. Arain bited his inner cheek controlling his smiles.

Meanwhile Rumana came up with biryani and numerous dishes for the couple as zumra was soo much bhooki.

"Haaye Allah, Rumi. Allah tume khoob saare bache de, thank u sweetie" zumra says drooling over her favourite biryani. Rumana's eyes widened at her words. Arain shooked his head at his bride's excitement.

While Rumana frowned and occupied with other things. She was ignoring Jibran alot nowadays. Even though they were right infront of each other.

As zumra gobbled the whole biryani plate alone. She asked her newly husband, "apne kyu nhi khayi biryani, itni mazedar thi, haayeee   muh me paani aa rha or" she says licking her lips. Arain eyed her lips and whispered, "ap biryani enjoy kro, hum apko enjoy krenege" to which she looked away quickly and gulped nervously.

"Haan haan, halal hone wali hu me aaj" she thought and pouted.

Meanwhile Juman graced the event with her entry, she was looking soo alluring in her deep blue saree. With minimal makeup and left her hair open. She directly went to Aurad's mother asking about her health and all, she went up on the stage congratulating the newly wedded couple.

"Congratulations" she said hugging Zumra, she too reciprocated the hug, with all love.

"Ap itne der se kese?" Asked Arain not liking her showing up soo late.

"Der se kaha? I did witnessed your nikkah, your qubool h session. But I purposely maintained few distance. Meri wajah se apna special day kharab na ho" She says smiling wholeheartedly at them.

"You are more special!" Zumra said making Juman smile.

"Anyways, i will take a leave now. Take a good care of her" juman said biding them bye.

As she walked out, trying her best not to breakdown. She bumped to a hard chest. As she raised her head, she looked at him. He was all ready in black sherwani. With well gelled up hair and freshly trimmed beard. He looked handsome.

Her heart skipped numerous times. But she let it go. While Aurad gazed at her with hasrat wali nigahe, he so wanted to compliment her. But had no courage.

She excused herself and went out.

The event wrapped up happily. Jibran made Zumra smile at her ruksati to which Arain was soo thankful as his bride was too emotional.

Winding up all the arrangements. Aurad and Jibran decided to go and rest now. As Jibran walked out towards his car, he found Rumana already sleeping in his car. He didn't knew she was waiting for him. Without a word, he quickly drove to his mansion.

As soon as they reached he lifted her in his arms and marched upstairs to his room. He tucked her small figure on the bed and admired the beauty she was grown up into.

He raised his hand, to caress her face. He knew he was going harsh with her. He softly caressed her cheek, to which she flinched in her sleep and woke up. She sat up with jolt and looked at him confusingly. "Ap yaha?" She asked straightened her saree.

"Woh, tum soo gyi, toh me apne room me le aya" he says shrugging looking at her intensely. She nodded and tried to hope down his bed when he questioned. "Kaha ja rahi ho?" "Apne room me" she says Without meeting his eyes. He was fast enough to held her wrist and stop her. He was not forcing her. But requesting her. "Aj yhi soo jao, Rumi. I won't make you uncomfortable. Please mat jao" he softly gripped her wrist and pulled her towards him.

She looked at him with soo many different emotions. She gave a small nod and mumbles, "change krke aati hu" to which he happily nodded. Thanking his god million times. He too changed quickly.

While here, Zumra was all nervous at his previous remark. She heard his steps coming closer and her breathings turned heavier .

She pulled down her veil hiding her face. Arain too sucked a deep breath and pushed the doors to open. Only to witness her sitting on his bed. Being his wife. Zumra Arain. Entering the room, he mumbled the salam. She quickly responded with the answer. He took small steps towards her and uplifted her veil. He planted a kiss on her forehead. She squirmed at his hold on her arms.

He lifted her chin and admired her face. While she shivered badly under his intense gaze. "Change krlo, hmm" he softly caressed her cheek. She nodded in no. Making him knit his eyesbrows in confusion.

"Meri photoshoot baki h" she aays with her twinkling eyes. He chuckled and planted another kiss on her cheek. She smiled more at his antics.

He helped her to get down the bed and clicked numerous selfies. He held her by her waist and mumbled, "bss karo ab" to which she pouted saying, "kyu? Achi toh lag rhi hu me? Ap bhi na camera ke samne sharmate h" she says totally forgetting that he was her newly wed husband.

He narrowed her eyes making her pout. "Acha, or tume kiske samne sharam aati h?" He questioned raising his eyebrows.

"Apke samne, lekin apko malom h ek secret" she questioned. He nodded in agreement. "Yhi ki tum bold bhi ho jati ho, kabhi kabhi" she giggled at his words.

"Woh sab thik h lekin ek masla bhot bada ho gya h" she frowned saying. "Hmm, tum or tumare masle, btao ab kya siyappa kiya?" He asked removing her heavy ear rings.

"Woh, me apko kya bulao? Or na muje toh biwiyo wala koi kaam nhi aata" she says giggling. "Arain bulao or kya bulaogi?" He says frowing. "Lekin muje sharam aati h" she says and hider her face with her palms.

He couldn't be more shock everytime. Giggling she pecked his cheek and disappeared to bathroom.

While here, Alizey was wide awake waiting for her mehndi to be dried up. She was the next bride.

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To be continued 🤍 ✨ 😌