The Grand Walima

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The next day was the walima,💙💫 and it was even more lavish than the nikkah. The venue was transformed into a luxurious setting, with tables covered in silk, floral arrangements cascading from the ceiling, and soft lights illuminating the room. The guests were dressed in vibrant traditional attire, creating a sea of colors as they mingled and enjoyed the festivities.

Yarfa entered the hall on Aman’s arm, both dressed in elegant outfits that complemented each other. She wore a pastel pink lehenga, her jewelry sparkling under the lights, while Aman looked every bit the charming groom in his cream sherwani. They moved through the crowd, greeting guests and accepting congratulations, surrounded by well-wishers and family members.

“Yarfa, tum toh sach mein pari lag rahi ho,” Aman’s mother said, embracing her warmly. Yarfa felt a deep sense of belonging as she looked around, taking in the laughter, music, and joy that filled the air.

As the night went on, the couple finally found a moment to themselves. They escaped to a quieter part of the venue, standing by a window overlooking the city lights. Aman held her close, his voice soft as he spoke. “Tumhe pata hai, mujhe ab tak yakeen nahi ho raha ke tum mere ho. Tumne mera dil aur mera jeet liya hai, Yarfa.”

She smiled, resting her head on his shoulder. “Aur tumne mera. Mujhe nahi pata tha ke pyar itna khoobsurat ho sakta hai.”

They stood in silence, savoring the moment and the beginning of their life together. But as they gazed at each other, there was a sense of excitement and anticipation, knowing they were stepping into a world full of challenges, but they were ready to face them together.

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