UNTAMED PRINCESS

•Chapter 48•

MALAK'S POV

I sound giddy, I look giddy and I'll probably start dancing around my room in a second or two but I don't care. Hell, I have all my stuff stacked up by the door to the bedroom ready to roll it down and go.

It's my wedding day! Again...... same man, so no worries right?

Ya Imran left the house more than an hour ago so the wedding must've probably been finalised right?

I couldn't get to talk to Na'eem properly since the day he came three days ago and I can't wait to meet him again.

My dress isn't exactly a wedding dress but I did doll up for my wedding day, happily this time around.

It's literally just me and very close family that were informed about the disaster but that's enough for me.

The door to my room creaks open and I quickly turn to meet Ya Imran's beaming face.

"Hi" he walks in. "Hey" I reply with a small smile and he stands beside me adjusting my veil.

"I'm so proud of you" our eyes meet through the mirror. "Thank you" my eyes well up with tears. "I don't know the sentimental stuff," he starts and I laugh. "I know" I nod.

"You're a really strong girl Malak, and you'll overcome whatever it is that is thrown your way. Try your best to be happy, choose yourself always....live your life. And I promise I'll definitely punch your husband next time he makes even a single tear roll down from you eyes" he said and I laugh cleaning the lone tear on my cheeks.

It's not the wedding that I'm used to. But having a 1 person who just gets me is better than having a 1000 who don't on my wedding.

"You're my favourite sibling you know that right?" I turn to look at him. "Oh I know. It's not like I have a competition" he replies and I laugh hugging him. "Thank you so much Ya Imran. For the past two weeks you've been so tolerant and.....I love you so much" I cry.

"Take care of yourself kiddo" he kisses my forehead and I nod with a smile. "C'mon, your husband is waiting downstairs. He'll kill me if he sees you crying too" he adds and I laugh taking his extended hands.

Protective brother and Husband..... princess treatment at it's finest.

Immediately we start to descend the stairs, I start to get nervous. "Oh my God" I whisper to Ya Imran. "Relax, it's okay" Ya Imran Whispers back and I nod taking another step and an inhale.

Na'eem turns immediately we walked into the living room and immediately our eyes locked, none could look away.

"You know the deal Na'eem, hurt my sister and you're gone" Ya Imran warns placing my hand in Naeem's and I blush looking away because I refuse to do a staring contest in the presence of my brother with my husband. Na'eem though? He didn't even attempt to look away.

"Appreciate it mate" Na'eem pats Ya Imran on the shoulder and Ya Imran did the same before smiling at me and leaving us alone.

"Hi wife" Na'eem's smile grew bigger as he wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me into his body. I yelp and circle my hand around his neck before I smile. "Hello husband" I reply and he pressed his forehead to mine. "God I missed you so much" he mutters and my heart expanded.

"How was it?" I ask referring to the Nikkah. "It was good, just Abba, Imran, Haidar, Sadiq, Aslam and I" he answers.

"You finally told him?" I ask because he told me he does not really know how to inform Uncle Aslam. "Yeah, might be loosing a leg and a best friend soon" he gives me a small smile. "He'll come around" I pat his chest lightly and he nods.