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Rehaan's pov
She stood there in the soft morning light, her figure bathed in the warm glow of the sun, radiating an effortless beauty that seemed almost surreal.
My t-shirt hung loosely on her frame, the oversized fabric gently caressing her curves, while a pair of worn shorts revealed her long, slender legs.
The garden around her seemed to come alive in her presence — the vibrant colors of the flowers, the dew-kissed grass, all seemed to be mere backdrops to the elegance she carried so naturally.
Her tousled hair cascaded over her shoulders, catching the golden light, and as the breeze played with the strands, she absentmindedly pushed them aside. She was lost in thought, her bare feet digging into the cool earth as if she belonged here, not just in the garden but in this moment, where time itself seemed to slow just for her.
There was something ethereal about her, standing in the midst of nature, wrapped in a casualness that only made her more breathtaking. It was as if she were unaware of how beautiful she was, wearing his clothes with a kind of quiet confidence that drew everything toward her — the flowers leaning in, the leaves rustling to catch her attention, the sunlight softly wrapping her in its embrace.
And as I watched her, I couldn’t help but feel that she belonged not just in this garden, but in some timeless tale — like the heroines of old, untouched by the world, yet so deeply a part of it. A moment so simple, yet so full of life, it was poetry in itself.
But the words that came out of her mouth were not at all good.
She said that she won't marry me seriously.
Half an hour before she was moaning in my arms.
Uff Allah mat yaad dilwa uske baare mein.
Author's pov
Everyone stood up when Amaira announced her entry in the garden. Both the couples were worries that no one ever said no to Rehaan about his decisions and that to when her parents have agreed. They hoped that he did not say anything to her.
Amaira's dad very lovingly went towards her and cupped her cheeks ignoring the urge to ask her that what she is doing in Rehaan's clothes to not make her uncomfortable he asked, " Kyu meri jaan kyu nhi karna h aapko niqaah Rehaan se?"
Amaira in a very sweet voice said , "Agar mein inse niqaah karungi toh mein yaha se inke saath chali jaungi na. Niqaah ka Matlab hota h saath rehna aur ye merko bhi apne saath lejaenge." She said all in this in one breath by looking and pointing towards Rehaan in a pure accusing way.
After listening to Amaira's complaint everyone laughed there and Rehaan rubbed his neck by listening to her accusing him in front of all. Practically he was blushing in front of everyone because he knew that in this marriage since the bride is very much innocent she won't be affected by the teasings of the family members. But he is going to be hell embarrassed once their cousins come into picture.
Rehaan's mother came forward and cupped Amaira's cheeks and said " nothing like that is going to happen my doll. He won't be taking you anywhere else. You will stay here only even after your marriage."
Amaira was astonished after listening that she does not have to leave her home as she only knew that all her cousins had to leave home after getting married. But If she does not have to do that she did not had any problem.
"Agar esa h ki bhai jaan se niqaah ke baad voh mughe aap sabse dur nhi leke jaenge toh theek h mein niqaah karungi." Amaira said cheefully with her most beautiful smile.
She was almost dancing with happiness after listening to this. She went and hugged both her her ammi and Rehaan's ammi.
The entire family was so happy after seeing the smile of their princess. The mother's kissed her head lovingly blessing the innocent soul with all the happiness.
And the father's patted the back of Rehaan who was standing there blushing more like a bride and was trying to lessesln the redness from his face by scratching his neck. The father's laughed at seeing this and hugged him as their first born and prince of the house is also getting married ultimately.
While everyone was celebrating the new profound happiness for the to be couple. Rehaan was sneaking glances at his doll who sensed some one looking at her so she looked back at her Bhaijaan who was seeing her continously with a teasing glint in his eyes.
Amaira did not knew that why she felt shy after seeing her bhaijaan's gaze and averted her gaze again towards her Mother's who were discussing how beautiful bride she is going to be.
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