Rayyan's pov
Everything in my life was going smoothly, we won the Asia cup after a long time. Right now I am on my way to Karachi to get back to my home and start preparing for my cousin cum best friend wedding.It was 3:00 am when I reached home. The watchman opened the main gate and after I parked my car,I slowly opened the door so that mom will not wake up.
I closed the door behind me and as soon as I turned around,I felt the most familiar arms embracing me.
"I am proud of you" it's actually a habit of mom. She says that even when I lose. She pulled apart and kissed my forehead.
"I missed you" I whispered to the most amazing person in the world before I asked her to go and sleep.
I laid down on the bed and a gush of memories travelled my mind. Before I dozed off,she,inaya was the last person I thought about.
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As I walked in my cousins house,I saw hell lot of people. "Assalamualaikum" I greeted my phuppi (dads sister)."Wassalam they are upstairs" she smiled before telling me where my idiots are! I mentally laughed thinking that everyone knows that I'll ask about them first.
I walked inside the room to see the groom to be of course eating something and already a mom,Humaira. "WE WON THE ASIA CUP" she screemed making her son,Abdullah jump a little in fear.
Except humaira and I,nobody in our family is interested in cricket so she is the one who encourages me alot.
"Aye where's the gift?" He said without even getting up.
"Gift?for what?" I asked as I sat beside him and take out some chips before I waved to Abdullah.
" what?" I asked and I could feel him staring me but I just ignored it and fixed my eyes on tv screen.
"For my wedding! What else?"
"Okay! Choose one. Chewing gum or candy" humaira chuckled while she was feeding abdullah.
"No! Why don't you give me some old clothes" He snickered
"They are too amazing to give it to you" I smirked while he sulked.
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After one hour, we were still sitting on the same place playing fifa but humaira went down after making abdullah asleep."Bhai your in laws are here" iqra said entering the room and I nudged him.
"Bhabhi didn't come?" I questioned taking each word slowly to tease him. Iqra shook her head and told us to come downstairs soon.
Iqra is his little sister. My dad had had 2 sisters, one is iqra and his mother and the another one have three children, humaira,her elder brother, Atif and younger sister,Laiba.
We walked down and I saw from the distance that there were 15 people sitting in living room.
Shehriyaar went ahead while I stopped to take ice cream from humaira which she was bringing for guests.
"Assalamualaikum jiju" for a moment, I felt like all this is illusion as I heard the voice of the person about whom I am thinking for 3 days.
Let me add, I've thought about this person much more in these 3 days than I have thought about myself all my life.
I turned to look to the direction of the voice and there she was, looking heavenly with that 'to die for' smile.
Her eyes travelled to me and they got wide realising it's me. I felt a spark run through my body.
I never thought that we will meet like this. I saw her gulping the lump in her throat.
"Waalaikumassalam you must be inaya"shehry uttered bringing both of us back into the world.
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