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''Marry me Isha," He said in an authoritative tone...
'' I can't, it is not possible," I replied nervously.
''You have to marry me no matter what," He said calmly.
"You cannot marry me without my consent," I snapped at him
''I can...
And We created you in pairs ---The noble Quran [78:8]
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Isha P.O.V
As the nikah function end, I went to my room. I changed my dress in a traditional dress. Because mom said many guests will be coming in the evening. It was a beautiful dress. It was a blue and white color dress. I removed all my jewellery and freshen up myself.
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I went downstairs and saw Hania and minal digging on their food. I took a half sandwich because I lost my appetite to eat anything today. Today is the best day for me. Fahad kissed me for the first time on my forehead which indicates his love and respect for me. Damn, I am so lucky. I also pour orange juice for me. I saw Hania and minal devouring the taste of chicken kadhai and butter naan. It's my favorite food but I really don't want to eat it for now.
The evening passed but I didn't saw Fahad. I am missing my husband. Where is he? I saw many guests and I greeted them. Some of them praised me. It was almost 9: 00 pm but there was no hint where he is. Janab ko khayal hi nahi hai apni biwi ka. (He don't even care for me) I will not talk to him. Never in a million years. He should have at least informed me.
I went to my room and flopped on my bed. I saw my phone ringing. It was Fahad. I should not attend the call or should I? I was battling with my inner self. At last, I attended the call.
" Wife, Be ready. I am coming to pick you", he said excitedly.
" I am not coming ", I said sternly.
" Jaan please, I am waiting ", he said pleadingly.
My heart fluttered at the specific word jaan. "Fine, I am coming ", I said.
I cut the call. I wash my face and tied my hair in a pony. I put a blue dupatta on my head. I carefully took my mobile and went downstairs. As I exit the house, I saw him. He was looking handsome as ever.
" Let's go ", he said holding my hand.
"But where? " I asked out of my curiosity.
"Surprise. And no more questions ", he said firmly.
I nodded my head and he directed me to sit. But there was no sign of a car, I look at him with raised eyebrows and he shrugged in return. We went further and I saw a Royal Enfield Bullet Bike. I looked at him with a shocking eye.
He directed me to sit behind him. Actually, I was scared. This is my first time seating on the bike. I hesitantly sit behind him. I don't know where to put my hands. He took a heavy sigh and wrap my arms around his waist himself. I was blushing like a fool. I put my head on his back and we were on a long ride. It's the best feeling which I can't describe. Thousands of emotions run through my veins. I just want to shout aloud that I love my husband. But what if he doesn't love me? After which seems like an hour, we reach the outskirts of Delhi.
