Zahran POV:
“Please take something. You are not eating anything.” Ami said to Waqas’ ami and abu, Feroza aunty and Ibrahim uncle.
They have come to our house today as per abu's order for the talk about Waqas and Zara's wedding.
They are served with dahi bhalay, samosay, pakory, cold drinks, cake, biscuits, pastries, and many other refreshments.
“Thank you but we are full. Now we just want to see our daughter-in-law to be.”
Aunty said.
“Sure.” Ami replied and turned towards chachi.
“Would you ask Ayat to bring Zara?!”
“Sure, bhabi.” Chachi replied.
Soon, my sister came with a brightly smiling Ayat.
My sister was wearing a pretty baby pink color shalwar kameez with golden embroidery on it, simple earrings that went with just a light pink color lipstick and mascara and liner with open hair.
MashaAllah! My sister was looking so beautiful.
Meanwhile Ayat was cladded in an orange frock with churidar pajamas with simple tops and no jewelry just like how she likes. Her hair was in a messy bun and face was makeup free. Yet she was successful in pulling my heartstrings so efficiently.
Chashm-e-bandhoor!!
Ayat made Zara sat beside Feroza aunty who was busy praising her future daughter-in-law while I was busy praising my wife-to-be.
Yes! I have decided to marry her. She was the one I was talking about telling ami and abu. I decided to tell about her after she'll finish her graduation. I am just waiting for her graduation.
Yesterday, I felt like my world stopped when abu said he chose a bride for me.
Not in this world, I am going to marry anyone except Ayat.
She is mine. Just mine.
Allah has made her for me. She was made from my rib. She is my other half. She will complete my half deen.
In sha Allah!!
“MashaAllah, my bahu is looking so beautiful. Nazar na lag jye kahi.” Feroza aunty said, pulling me out of my lala land.
Zara was beaming with happiness and my heart felt at peace seeing her happy.
I never thought I'd see a day when my little sister will get married that too to my bastard friend, Waqas.
Tha bastard had the audacity to say that he liked my sister.
No, let me correct, love. He loved my sister.
Motherfucker!
I wanted to punch his face at the moment but something stopped me.
A bright smiling face of my sister. So I was forced to put my intrusive thoughts to an end and thought rationally.
He was financially stable, came from a good family and the jerk was handsome too.
Though I'd never admit it infront of him.
Just don't want to boost his fragile male ego.
So I came to a conclusion, there was no such reason to reject that asshole. So I told him that his proposal would be forwarded to my parents and I did as I said.
So here we are!
Zara blushed when Ayat whispered something in her ear. I smiled seeing both of them.
“Ab Zara aa gai hai toh is k samny hi shadi ki discussion kr lety hain. Akhir ko isi ki shadi honi hai” Abu announced.
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