𝗗𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗮𝗿-𝗲-𝗗𝗶𝗹

اضطرارِ دل ۹۔

میں نے عشق عطر پہنا
میں خشبو خشبو
اب وہ ہی مہکتا ہے
میرے بھیتر ہر سو~

Main ney ishq ittar pehna
Main khushboo, khusboo
Ab woh hi mehakta hai
Mere bheetar har suu~

I've worn the perfume of love,
I'm fragranced
Now her aroma is there
within me all the time~

Cursing them both in her mind, she sat in the passenger seat. Fumbling with the seat belt, she released a frustrated sigh. Ibrahim leaned forward, his rich scent invading her senses. As always, she resisted the urge to visibly inhale his fragrance.

His hand reached for the jammed seat belt.

Osama and Ansha hooted at the scene, while Wali jumped up and down, clapping and shouting "Yay!" sensing the joy in the air. Ibrahim turned to them and gave a glare that silenced them immediately.
Inaya shrank in her seat with embarrassment, desperately wanting to escape the situation. He pulled the seat belt a little harder, and it finally unclasped.

As the car left the driveway and merged onto the road, Osama feigned a gasp and uttered,

"Bhabhi aaj toh twinning horahi hai! Sahi hai! Aap log toh chupey rustam nikle!"

(You guys are twinning today. Nice man. You turned out to be holy rogues.)

From her peripheral view, Inaya saw Ibrahim wearing a white kameez shalwar, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

Allah!

Inaya immediately turned to glare at Ansha, who was behind this plan. Ansha gave her a grin, winked, and shrugged her shoulders, whispering loudly,

"Future mein duaaein dogi mujhe bachu!"

(In the future you'll offer prayers for me!)

Inaya faced forward with her arms crossed over her chest as Ibrahim navigated the turns on the road.

"Bhai pehle aap hamein kuch gift dilwaayegen apney nikkah ki khushi mein! Phir ham dinner karenge! Phir ham waapsi per ice cream khaayegen!"

(Bhai, first you’ll give us a gift to celebrate your wedding! Then we’ll have dinner, and on the way back, we’ll have ice cream!)

Osama repeated their plan to Ibrahim for the tenth time since morning. Ibrahim had agreed after seeing their pleading expressions, but he hadn't anticipated that they would involve Inaya in the plan as well.

"Hannan hamein kab join karega?"

(When will Hannan join us?)

For the first time in all this time, Ibrahim spoke, his voice sounding gruff.

"Dinner per! Phir udher se hi main unkey saath ghar chali jaaungi."

(At dinner! Then, from there, I'll go home with him)

Ansha informed in a quiet tone. Inaya noticed Ansha’s unusually hesitant behavior around Ibrahim, which struck her as odd.

"Bhabhi lekin aapka mujhe dinner khilaana pending rahega! Aakhir ko aapka bhi toh nikkah hua hai, aur main aapka aklota devar hun haina pyaari bhabhiii!"

(But bhabhi you treating me to dinner will remain pending! After all, you also got married, and I am your only brother-in-law, right, dear bhabhi?)