Faazs POV
"Faaz let's leave fast. " dad shouted out to me. I adjust my hair to perfection and grabbed my watch wallet and phone before I left my room.
I was nervous right from morning. The Nikah was in 2 hours arranged in fils house.
I am super excited. My feelings was indescribable. I was so glad in two hours my princess would be mine.
InshallahFilza's POV
In an hour I would turn into Mrs Faaz sheikh. Butterflies fluttered in the pit of my stomach.
"Faaz is gonna faint today awestruck by your beauty. " Myrah said. Anaya giggled.
"Shut up yaar." I said."You look breathtaking yaar." They said..
"The imam is here Filza come on let's go dear." Dad announced bursting into the room where me, Anaya and Myrah were speaking. "Chill." They said. I sighed. We proceeded to my parents room. Where only close guests were present. I was relieved that the room wasn't crowded.
I sat down on the couch waiting for him. "Asalamu alaikum, we are very sorry. Was stuck in a traffic jam." Uncle reasoned coming into the room. Followed by Riyaz his mother. My eyes were searching for my hero. Where was he?
After a few minutes he arrived. He was clad in a black Armani suit. and black trousers. His hair was perfectly styled making him look dashing.
His eyes widened turned into saucers when it fell on me. He gulped and sat next to me. "Asalamu alaikum. " he said. "Waalikumsalam " I replied batting my lashes. We couldn't speak anything the imam had already started. Anaya was leaning on the handle of sofa actually sitting. And Myrah was standing behind me. They were patting my back calming me down and what not.
There was a lot of dua. The imaam asked me if I accepted Faaz as my faithful husband.
For now I had worn a hijab upon my dupatta. "Yes I.. Do" I said slowly. The same question was asked thrice.
The question was asked to him now.
"Yes I do" he answers thrice. My heart skipped a beat. I was no more my parents little Filza running around the house laughing. There was an outbreak of congratulations and happiness booming in the room. I was beaming with happiness. Alhamdulilah. My friends were so overjoyed. I was looking down. I lifted my gaze to find him ogling at me. I smiled and raised an eyebrow.he blinked and nodded his head in no.I let out a chuckle.
After a while I was taken to my room.After some time I was taken to my room. Inspite of the air conditioner here i was sweating due to nervousness.
After sometime the door clicked open. My heart skipped a beat. It was him. O god. I hope I don't act weird.All my cousins
The Jewellry in my head was making me go nuts. It was so damn irritating. "Ok ladies and gentlemen I guess we must disperse for now. And start the rituals. ." I heard his dad announce. Everyone dispersed.After some time I was taken to my room. Inspite of the air conditioner here i was sweating due to nervousness.
After sometime the door clicked open. My heart skipped a beat. It was him. O god. I hope I don't act weird.
After some time.
Oh my god! I'm so nervous for the first time to face him. I felt goosebumps arising in me.Althaf was the last one to leave "enjoy" he said winking and closing the door behind him.
He sat on the bed. "Have a seat madam" he said. I did as he asked, we sat in silence. It was so damn awkward. All those times I laughed and talked was now replaced with pure awkwardness.
"Soo how does it feel ?" He asked starting the conversation. " mm it feels really.. Awkward right now. But on the other side I'm very happy." I spoke my heart out fidgeting on my ring. "Mm you know what let's leave all marriage and husband wife concept. Let's think we are like before. You are my fil and I am your hero. " he said, "mm yah I guess that would be nice. " I replied. He smiled in return.
Oh so we are back to square one now. Friends?
"Why did you wear that thing if it's disturbing you so much." He asked pointing the large jewelry in my head. "To look beautiful " I said.
"As if you look pretty wearing this now. " he said laughing. I felt bad. "Mm" I replied. He realized that I took it seriously.. "I'm sorry." He said. "I'm hurt." I said pouting. "Oh come on.. You are my doll right then how will you not look pretty." His word made me smile. "Your soo bad." I said. "Looks like I have to spend the rest of my life apologizing you. " he groaned. "You don't have to." I said seriously. "I was just kidding." He said.
He shifted closer to me. I felt my stomach twist. He faced me his hands were approaching my face. Oh Filza stop overthinking. Ughh. I was relieved when he pulled my cheeks. "Ouch Faaz that hurts." I said. He started caressing my face and pulled my head into chest. Hugging me. "Faaz." I said hesitantly. "Mm. Now you cannot complain about the obstacles of haram relationships in our love." He mumbled, "ya. Practically speaking. " I said laughing slightly. I could feel his heart thudding hard against his chest. He was so hard, I am so short that I reach only till his shoulder. Ughh.
I looked up to his eyes. Our gazes locked. I bit my lips as he was staring at me so intensely. I felt weird actually. I was startled by a hard knock on the door. It sounded much more louder due to the silence in my room .
I blinked looking away. Faaz stood up, "just missed it. Maybe next time,." He whispered into my ears. I shivered. Missed what? Wait is he talking about.. No I'm just overthinking.
"Awwww time up. All the guests have arrived let us go. " Myrah said. "Looks like someone is traumatized by her husbands actions." That was Anaya.
I shot her a death glare. Faaz looked at me and smiled. "Can't we get some more time." His words made me turn scarlet pink. "Aww that's really sad. But we are sorry. We have the guests coming in. Soo.. " Anaya said. "Oh" he said. "After a month she's all yours." Myrah said. "Jeejuuuu.." They said unison and laughed out. Faaz grinned and left feeling awkward. "I thank you all so much for making things more awkward." I said with sarcasm in my tone,
Then things were going good. The rest of the day went all good.
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