Inaya's POV
I take a look at the beautifully decorated lawn in colours of yellow and orange. It's our haldi ceremony, and since we decided to combine it, the ceremony is taking place at Rayan's house.
Only our close family and friends are here as we wanted a simple ceremony with less gathering.
Everything feels so surreal, that it's hard to believe. Just few months back, i thought that we will never be able to ever meet again, and now here i am, sitting besides him as his wife.
My gaze is on him and a shy smile takes over my face as i say the words 'his wife.'
Suddenly, his attention turns towards me as he asks, "What are you thinking sweetheart?"
"Nothing," i shake my head lightly and turn my gaze to our friends and family who all are enjoying and looking so happy.
I hear him move closer and he whispers in my ear, "By the way, did i tell you how pretty you look, my wife?"
I blush at the last part. "Thank you my husband, you don't look bad yourself" he smirks at me.
I am dressed in a beautiful yellow lehenga, my hair tied in a braid which is adorned with white and yellow flowers. While Rayan is wearing a simple yellow kurta with white trouser, but that doesn't make him look less handsome.
Just then ami and Rayan's mom comes forward hilding the haldi bowl in their hands. Ami applies haldi on my cheeks, while Rayan's mom does the same to him.
Then she comes to apply haldi on me and says, "Mashallah, khush raho beta."
"Thank you, aunty" she shakes her head before correcting me.
"Call me ma now beta, you are my another daughter now" her words fill warmth in my heart and i nod at her.
Then the rest of the members come one by one, and apply haldi on us.
When it's time for our friends, i see the mischievous smiles on Alizeh, Eman and Riya's faces.
They come forward, taking handful of haldi but before they can apply it on my face, i stride away from there.
"Oh no, you guys are not going to do this" i try to tell them but it all goes into vain.
"Oh yes we are!" they exclaim and run after me.
We run around in the lawn erupting giggles and laughters.
Then suddenly, i feel arms wrapping around my waist and stopping me in one place.
I lift my head only to see Rayan smirking and gesturing towards the girls to come forward.
"No! Rayan leave me, I swear i will kill you!" i wiggle in his hold but his smirk only grows wider.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Sweetheart do you really want to kill your handsome husband?" his smirk turns into laughter when i glare at him.
I try my best to get out of his hold, but it's too late. The girls come near us and apply the haldi all over my face, while they all giggle causing a laugh to erupt from me too.
Eman steps backwards while laughing but she bumps into Adnan, who was holding the whole bowl of haldi, to probably throw at Rayan i think. It ends up falling on both of them, and this we all laugh at them.
"What the hell duffer!" Eman hissed at him while she's covered in haldi from head to toe.
"Sorry, buttercup" although he apologies but his face has a huge grin showing he is not sorry at all.
Then their bickering start like always. Even when they are together now, they never stop bickering with each other.
After few more hours, ma tells me to go to Eman's room to clean myself.
So i go upstairs, but just as i'm about to enter her room, someone drags me from there and pins me against the pillar at the end of the hall.
I frown when i see it's none other than Rayan. "What are you doing?" I ask him.
"I just want some alone time with my wife," he says with a smile before engulfing me in a hug.
I shake my head and returns the hug. He pulls back and stares at me for a moment, before leaning in closer.
He turns his face a little and gently brushes his cheek against mine, causing the haldi from his cheek to apply on mine.
I giggle a little when i feel his light stubble tickle me.
But it soon dies when i feel his hot breath fanning my neck.
I feel the electric sensations all through my body, as he stares at me with soo much intensity in his eyes.
His gaze stops on my lips and i instinctively draw my tongue out to lick my lips.
He comes forward, close enough to make my breath stop. My palms flatten over his chest.
"Rayan... someone can see us," i manage to say through his intense gaze.
"Then let them, you are my wife sweetheart" his eyes turn dark and he cups one side of my face with his palm.
He nibbles his fingers over my lips for a minute, before asking.
"Can i kiss you?" his words surprise me.
I mean, he could have just kissed me, he didn't need to ask as i'm already his, but he still did ask. Which made butterflies in my stomach jump like crazily.
I lose my ability to speak in the moment, so i just give him a slight nod.
He moves closer and closer, until the distance between us is closed. His soft lips brush over mine so gently at first.
His other hand moves towards my other cheek, and i wrap my hands around his neck.
He starts moving his lips and i copy his actions. The kiss feels so soft and full of love and passion.
He licks my lips with his tongue and i open up for him. He feels so good and tastes just like cinnamon.
We don't stop, until we both are left of breath, then only we pull back.
He joins his forehead against mine, while we both pant heavily.
"Sweetheart, just one kiss and you already got me addicted to you" his words makes my cheeks flush.
He chuckles and presses a soft peck on my lips.
Then he pulls back, taking away his warmth. "Weren't you going somewhere?" he smirks at me, making me realise i completely forgot about the purpose i came upstairs.
I run away towards the room and hear his faint chuckle.
When i enter the washroom, i lean against the door and take deep breaths.
I just had my first kiss!
And it was awesome!
I caress my fingers over my lips, where i can still feel him.
A deep blush redden my cheeks as i keep remembering about the kiss.
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