Zindagi ka Raaz

13

Saads pov:

As we entered the house, I was eager to retreat to my room and process the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. But before I could make my escape, my parents called me out.

"Saad, can you come here for a minute?" my father asked, his voice firm but gentle.

I turned around, trying to compose myself, and walked back to the living room where my parents were sitting.

"What's up?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant despite the butterflies in my stomach.

"The rukhsati date is fixed," my father announced, a small smile playing on his lips.

I felt my heart skip a beat as I tried my best to hide my emotions.

"When?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"September 16th," my mother replied, her eyes shining with happiness.

I nodded, trying to process the news. September 16th. It was finally happening. I was going to be united with her, the love of my life.

I felt a surge of excitement and joy, but I tried to keep my cool, not wanting to reveal my true emotions.

"Okay," I said, nodding again.

My parents exchanged a knowing glance, and I could tell they were trying not to smile.

"We're happy for you, beta," my father said, his voice filled with warmth.

I nodded again, feeling a lump form in my throat. "Thanks, mama. Baba."

As soon as I entered my room, I let out a silent scream and started jumping up and down, unable to contain my excitement. I felt like I was walking on air, my heart soaring with joy.

"September 16th!" I whispered to myself, the date repeating in my head like a mantra.

As I danced around my room, silently screaming with joy, I couldn't help but think about Uswa and how much I loved her. I had been waiting for this moment for what felt like forever, and now that the rukhsati date was set, I couldn't wait to start my new life with her.

The fact that our rukhsati date was in September, the same month as our birthdays, felt like a sign from the universe that we were meant to be together. It was as if fate was smiling down on us, blessing our union.

I continued to dance around my room, feeling weightless and free. I was so happy that I felt like I was walking on air, my heart soaring with joy.

I knew that the next three months would fly by, and before I knew it, I would be holding Uswa in my arms, looking into her eyes, and waking up every morning with her by my side.

The thought sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. I was the luckiest person alive, and I knew that our love would only continue to grow stronger with each passing day.

I couldn't wait to see Uswa's smile, her laugh, her sparkling eyes. I couldn't wait to hold her hand, to feel her touch, to be close to her.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even realize I was still dancing around my room, silently screaming with joy. I was in my own little world, a world where only Uswa and I existed.

When I turned around, I saw Fatima standing near the doorway, a sly grin spreading across her face. I got shocked and stood still, my heart skipping a beat.

For a moment, we just stared at each other, Fatima's eyes sparkling with amusement and mine wide with surprise.

I felt like I had been caught red-handed, my secret excitement and joy exposed to my sister's prying eyes.