𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒✨

Chapter : 20🥀|Dushman-e-jaan

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❝Muskura Ke Na Dekhiye
Don't smile at me,
Aisa Na Ho Dil Sambhle Na
or my heart might lose control.
Beruhki Toh Bahana Hai
This distance I maintain is just a shield for my heart.❞
-Beqarar ye dil [Song]

Mehrish Hossain:

We are now done with the shopping everything went smoothly. I can't believe Mr.Khan chose the wedding outfit for me. I have to say this, after wearing the lahenga I felt like a princess. The feeling was enigmatic. And he even liked the sherwani I chose for him. But I enjoyed the fuchka race more. I know he used to live in the USA for years but I was shocked to hear that he never tried fuchka. So to make him try I challenged him. I bet he loved it. And as for the competition, I knew that I would win.

'Mr.Khan is delicate' I smiled thinking that.

Now the husband's party is buying gajras for their wives. I smiled looking at Zuni api. She is so cute. I love her energy. Talking to her feels like we have known each other for years. I quickly took my phone and captured their sweet yet romantic moments. I mouthed MashAllah.

"Mehr, Click our pics," Mehwish api spoke as she stood beside Fardin bhaiya and did a couple of poses. As I was clicking their pics I heard Mr. Khan's voice from behind. "Mehrish," I turned over hearing as he called me. I stared at him confusingly and raised my brows. He was looking straight into my eyes devoid of any emotion. "Forward your hand," He said, making me more confused then my eyes traveled in his hands and I saw a gajra.

My heart missed a beat.

"Is this for me?" this question slipped from my tongue abruptly.

'Of course, It's for you!' my subconscious reminded me.

"Do I have any other would-be wife?" He replied casually.

'Other would-be-wife' my foot.

"Only if you stay alive first" I murmured glaring at him I'll kill him if he says that again.

What is wrong with you Mehr?

"What?" he noticed me mumbling something and asked me. "Nothing," I responded in a halfhearted tone my excitement vanished, then I extended my hand and he slipped the gajra on my hand. As his hands touched mine I felt goosebumps all over my body. My eyes caught his eyes. His eyes caught mine. Those dark chocolate brown eyes were giving me butterflies in my stomach.

Ya Allah why this robotic bipolar is this much handsome?

"Awww," my thoughts broke with everyone's voice.

Allah Allah.

My heart.

Calm down, Mehr.

I cleared my throat. "So cute! Look guys I clicked a pic of you both," Zishu bhaiya beamed "Okay that's enough for today, I think we should go back now," Mr.Khan said with his all-time office tone. I rolled my eyes in my mind.

Bipolar.

"It was an amazing day! We had so much fun," Zuni api said happily. "InshAllah, we will have more fun at the wedding, " Mehwish api replied with a pleasant smile. "InshAllah," Everyone said in unison.

And we head back to our home.

"Ahhhh...I am so tired Api I'll sleep in the car. Plz Don't disturb me." I said to her and dragged my legs towards the car.

"Yes, sleep well now. After your marriage, it'll be hard to get any sleep, won't it?" she whispered in my ear, smirking mischievously. I stared at her, frowning, as it took me a second to process what she meant. Suddenly, adrenaline surged through me. I widened my eyes.