(IT'S GONNA HAVE A LOT OF COUPLES)
In a village, where justice is scarce, a girl of 11 is married off due to a tragic misunderstanding.
Her 17-year-old husband, torn apart by his brother's murder, burdened by duty, becomes her unexpected protector...
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*:..｡o○ ONE YEAR LATER ○o｡..:*
A year had passed since Aynoor joined the Khan family. Little by little, everyone got used to her lively chatter filling the house. It felt like she brought an extra dose of joy to their home. Dilawer Khan, especially, began treating Aynoor like she was his very own daughter, especially after a particular event. Khanum, too, showered Aynoor with love and care, treating her as if she were her own child. Yazdaan, on the other hand, proudly proclaimed Aynoor as his best friend, and the two of them were often seen causing a ruckus around the house, always up to some mischief.
Zoya, however, couldn't help but feel a pang of envy at the attention Aynoor received from the Khan family. It seemed like she was getting more love than Zoya herself. However, after Zoya gave birth to a baby boy, her focus shifted towards her newborn, and she didn't pay as much attention to Aynoor anymore. Nevertheless, Almeer remained a stalwart protector for Aynoor, always ready to defend her from any harm.
Almeer Khan Aafandi, in particular, became deeply involved in Aynoor's life. It was as if she had become an indispensable part of his daily routine. He took care of her every need, and though he rarely admitted it, he was deeply attached to her. Conversely, Aynoor found herself drawn to Almeer's constant presence, finding solace and security in his companionship.
Almeer once had to go on an important trip, even though Aynoor pleaded with him not to leave. But just two days into his week-long journey, he got a call from Khanum. She told him Aynoor was really sick, her fever so high she fainted from crying too much. Almeer hurried back right away. Since that day, he changed his routine. He makes sure to finish all his important tasks during the day. Before, Almeer used to have sleepovers with his friends at least once a week, but now, he stays home every single night.
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"Phir shuru hogyi tum?" Almeer placed his hands on his waist, looking at Aynoor with a mixture of amusement and exasperation as she lay on the floor, whining.
"Khan!!!!!!!!! Please naaaaa..." Aynoor's plea filled the room, her tone a blend of desperation and playful annoyance. Almeer couldn't help but chuckle at her antics, finding her antics endearing despite the inconvenience they sometimes caused.
Almeer was dressed in a white Kameez shalwar, with a grey shawl draped over his shoulders. Over the past year, he had noticeably grown taller and broader, his stature commanding attention wherever he went. Despite these changes, his mesmerizing electric blue eyes remained unchanged, drawing people in with their captivating allure.
"Noori, kabhi toh tum aise zidd nahi karti, toh aaj kyu?" Almeer queried, gently pulling Aynoor up by her shoulders and guiding her towards the washroom. He couldn't help but wonder why Aynoor was being particularly stubborn that day, especially when she was usually more agreeable.
