BANDHAN: A Tied Knot!

☆2.Engagement

"Allah Miya! You girls! Fahad beta now you tell me what to do with them? The groom's family is on door, and they are still busy doing there touch ups!" Aksa slapped her forehead scolding the girls.

Seher and Rabiya were still fixed to the mirror while Meher was busy admiring herself. Fahad knew it wasn't of any use telling these girls to hurry up, so he thought for a while and then brought out a camera. He started taking random pictures of the girls irritating them.

"Jiju! Stop it!" Seher shouted.
Fahad continued to click there pictures in those touch up doing poses.

"Fahad! Please!" Rabiya yelled in soft tone but she knew her husband was more stronger than her.

"I'll stop at a condition if you girls go downstairs now and look after the guest. Ammijaan take them down." Fahad said keeping the camera's down.

The girls left the room with Aksa. Fahad was about to leave when he saw Meher who looked stressed out.
"What happened?" He asked taking a seat beside her.

"I'm afraid." She replied keeping her head on his shoulder.

"Afraid? And you? These 2 words don't match up together young lady!" He said trying to calm her down.

"Jiju, what if Hamid's family doesn't allow me to come here frequently? I want to be with my family. And what if his mother becomes like a T.V. serial mother-in-law or something? And what if..."

"Oye! Give your little brain some rest!" He cut her in between.

"Hamid is a nice guy and so is the family. They will accept you as how you are. Beside Hamid loves you, and he cares for you. Now stop being worried else the combo of blush and that weird look, looks horrible." He made a face and then they both rolled on floor laughing.

Meher hugged Fahad. Rabiya was watching the scene from the window. She felt proud of her husband. Her decision to marry him was worth it. "Oogling at your husband?" Sana teased Rabiya.

"He is worth it! The best husband any girl could get!" She said proudly. Sana side hugged her and admired the jiju-sali bond.
"Bhaiyu return that now!" Seher shouted on top of her voice. Sana saw her running after Ayaan. He had a paper bag in his hand. She looked at them surprised.

"Isn't that my bag?" Sana asked Seher. She simply nodded and the very next moment she started to run after Ayaan too.
"Ayaan give that back!" She shouted.
"Take it if you can!" He teased her.
They ran all around the house. Finally Ayaan stopped but he raised his hand with the bag. Sana was not able to reach his hight. She tried a lot jumping like a monkey. "Plese give it back!" She said somewhat yelled.

Suddenly Ayaan felt his grip over the bag was lost.

"You know you can't always take advantage of your hight!" Danish said with a smirk on his face taking the bag from his hand.

"Danish Bhai!" Sana ran to hug him.
"I missed you so much!" She added hugging him.
"Missed you to sweetheart." He replied caressing her face.
"Hey buddy! What's up?" Ayaan asked extending his hand to him.
"Just had a talk with your chiki." He replied shaking his hand.
"Chiki! Is she coming?" Ayaan asked.
"Nope. She fear she won't be able to make it to the wedding too." Danish sighed.
"Chiki?" Sana pouted.
"You have grown with her and you still don't know her pet name. Shame on you Sana." Ayaan teased her.
"Who is she?" She asked again but this time with a determined face that said answer-else-face-my-wrath.

"Relax, he is talking about Mahira! No one else!" Ayaan tried to calm her down.
"Oh! Mahira is Chiki. Wait... that means... she isn't coming on this wedding too?" Sana said taking pauses in between her words.