If He Only Knew 💕

Chapter 7

(Zoya's Wedding dress)

(Her look with head scarf)

"Masha Allah, I can't believe my little girl is all grown up and will be leaving us today forever." Ammi came inside to check on me but her eyes teared up making me cry along with her. I broke down in her embrace, can't believe that it's my wedding and I will be moving on in someone's else place. Leaving my family, my room, my things and everything that has been with me since birth, behind. "Allah Ammi, you are going to spoil her makeup, the beautician has literally taken hours for that look.." Humaira rushed inside separating both of us, earning a chuckle from Mom and a slap from me.

"Aunt, Baraat is here, Please come down.." My cousin Nadira informed, Ammi and Humaira left my side immediately and ran to welcome my in laws. While my nerves came kicking back. Not much time left for the Nikah. Allah taala please be there for me like always. "You know Zoya, your husband look too handsome Mash Allah. All the girls downstairs are literally drooling and envying you at just a sight of him. You sure are lucky one.." And butterflies erupted in my heart. There is no doubt that Asad is one fine Man. But do I match his level, will people accept us as a couple, moreover will he accept us?

I look in the mirror, well I looked different today. The heavy dress, jewelry and than all this makeup. Everyone asked me to remove my hijab, since I am a bride and I shouldn't be wearing that today. Humaira emotionally blackmailed me too, but I felt too shallow by doing that. For me Hijab is just not a fashion status, it's a belief, how can I disrespect it by removing it anytime I want. So I didn't and thank goodness people didn't pressed me after my final decision.

I don't know how long I waited but soon though my whole family came inside and I knew it was time. "Masha Allah.." Abbu stopped abruptly looking at me and my eyes teared up again, he took me in a hug and pecked my head. "My daughter look beautiful today.." I cried and I know he cried with me. Soon Ammi and Humaira joined  both, the embrace and the crying session too. "I am so going to miss you Appi.." I gave her a teary smile, I am going to miss her too. Everyone of them. Soon we separated and then walked down with My Family and some cousins. I could feel every eyes on me. We had a small gathering for Nikah as Nawab's have already invited the whole city for our reception. So today is the small ceremony.

(Asad's wedding look)

"Masha Allah.. You look beautiful dear.." My Mother in law came and smiled approving of my look so did my sister in law. I gave a quick glance to both of them and they look good. I quickly averted my gaze. I was then settled down in front of Asad I guess, with a partition so that we both couldn't see each other before Nikah. "Qazi sahab please start.." After getting my Father's Nod, Nikah ceremony started.

"Zoya Farooqui, vald Rashid Farooqui your Nikah is fixed with Asad Ahmad Khan vald Zafar Ahmad Khan, with a meher of 50 lacs do you agree?" My ears perked up at the amount of Meher. 50 lacs, isn't it too much amount. "Do you agree.." Qazi Sahab repeated on my lack of response. "Qubool Hai.." I replied quietly when Humaira Nudged me and I could hear everyone praising. I signed the papers and then Qazi Sahab moved to other side.

Asad's P.O.V

The moment she said yes, my last hope of escaping this marriage was also crushed. When she didn't replied on the first call, I thought she might change her mind but no here we go. I don't know why but I am feeling more and more angry on this girl everyday. "Asad Ahmad Khan vald Zafar Ahmad Khan your Nikah is fixed with Zoya Farooqui vald Rashid Farooqui with a meher of 50 lacs do you agree?" I look at Mom and she nodded her head and that was it for me. Remember all this is for your Mother, whom you loved the most and want to see happy and this is her happiness. "Qubool hai.." And boom I am married.

"Mubarkan, Mubarkan.." Everyone was congratulating both of us, Her Mom and My mom hugged, same with both our sisters. Ayaan came and hugged me, "I am so happy for you brother. This decision is going to be the best one of your life.." You have no idea little one, no idea. Mom came towards me with her parents and they all hugged me one by one congratulating me. While I have no idea why so many wishes, it's not like I have concurred an Everest. It's just a stupid wedding. "Come on Son, now is the time to welcome your wife.." Mom happily took me towards the small stage and soon I could see her walking towards us. My lips escaped a gasp. She looked different, way too different.

My eyes lingered on her for a bit longer than necessary but she didn't looked up at me even for once and that irritated me a lot. "Come on Brother, give a helping hand.. Don't worry now she will gladly accept, you are married now.." Ayaan teased when she struggled in climbing up. I know everyone was looking at me expectantly so without raising a question in their head, I forwarded my hand and first time in the evening she actually looked up freezing me almost.

She looked mesmerizing. "Stop it Asad, you hate her.." I reminded myself in my head but soon her small and warm hand came in mine cold and broad ones and I could feel her shivering.. Her touch was totally different and it left a strange feeling in my heart. I helped her up and immediately left her hand before it can make any more damage. My body felt empty minutes after that.

We both sat together with quite a distance in between courtesy me, when a photographer came with Humaira and Najma, yes I finally learned her name. So both the girls forced us to do a stupid wedding shoot and I feel a urge to run away somewhere and never return. nopz Abort the idea, you can't live away without your family Asad. I don't know how long we kept sitting their. The girls stole my shoes and demanded the money in return. Some stupid ritual that Mom told me about. I gave Humaira the amount she requested and that was too little. People came on giving both of us gifts and blessings and we sat there for god Knows what, I got a little break for getting dinner but Zoya never left the place. She was served there itself I guess.

And finally it was time for us to leave, a great plan but the only drawback that Zoya is coming along a harsh reminder that I am married to her without my will. I don't know how this is going to work, I don't know how I am going to live with her. But if she is my Mom's happiness then I have to bear with it. I can't disappoint my Mother. Her happiness is everything that I need and everything that Doctor demands for her good health. Ya Allah please be with me and give me strength to go through the torture, I have reluctantly agreed.

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