اہلِ عشق- Ahl-e-ishq (people of passionate love)
Started- 30 July 2023
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Ahad Suleiman Khan ( احد سولیمان خان)
Eshal Saleem Siddiq (عشل سلیم سدِّق)
One Function, One Evening, One Misunderstanding
Everything changed she all of her...
Chahtein lams iss kadr ki Muqqadar la-hasil ko hasil kardein-
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Mubarak baad boomed in the hall, though there was so many voices around her all she could heard muffled sound of her father crying beside her, she looked at her father direction seeing his bloodshot red eyes she embraced him in a tight hug it felt like eternity when Touseef tapped her back to indicate her that it's time to leave the person's home where she founded home, Home is not bricks and shelter home is the feeling where you felt safe, felt like you; she detached herself from her father only to hug him again, she wanted someone to invent Time Machine so she could go back in time and remain 12 years old Eshal forever and ever, after much time she finally let him go to meet the groom she saw her father leaving the room, the moment her heart dropped to stomach, she'll going to another house to live with new people the horror kept growing
After some times, Suhana informed her it's time for Rukhsati; Old women were the first one to go and young women co-ordinated the positions Mishal & Sarah on the right and on the left Hareem & Aliya and In the Center Eshal, They started descending the stairs some muffled images from her childhood played before her eyes, small smiled graced her face
Seeing the bevy Men stood up, being emergency Bride she astounded the Bridal look, making everyone go awe due to her beauty;
She was instructed to settle on the opposite sofa to Ahad's while descending she steal a glance of him, he was gawking at her openly not a second his eyes left her making her conscious
After some 30 minutes finally time for departure came; She hugged her father this time she didn't hold back her tears, someone had to detach them in this moment she didn't cared who did this, than she hugged everyone one last hug
Holding Quran above her head Touseef led her outside the house to Ahad's car;
The ride was of less than two minutes when she entered Khan's Villa as their Daughter in Law
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His PoV-
The Baithak Khana boomed with Mubarak baad and after some half and hour finally it was time to see My Bride
Woman from the both family descended the stairs after them My Wife finally showed up, having so less time to choose dress and wearing it on your wedding and make it standout is an Art and My Wife is an Artist
Seeing her descending the stairs as My Wife boosted my chest with an unreal feeling that she's mine, to love, to cherish, to fight with & loose my stand when she's the opposing woman
Her eyes for a mini-seconds hold an eye contact and at that moment my world stopped revolving around; Why I am behaving like teenage boy in love?????
My eyes never left her figure, and under my gaze she became conscious, But she's my lawfully wedded wife; only I can see her, adore her
The Rukhsati time came and she hugged Saleem uncle initially it was muffled cry but she than cried like a child, who don't want to leave her home for even a seconds seeing her like this made something twist inside my chest
She settled beside me in My Car as My Wife the rightful owner of this place and My heart, the ride was extremely short, I didn't initiated a talk as Hareem & Aliya was sitting on the passenger seat behind us
Entering the driveway I saw her facial expression change through the veil , Hareem asked me to wait with her outside until she calls me in
We were left all alone the awkwardness killing me, but her silence is most brutal thing I ever came across
" Eshal" I finally try to initiate the conversation but to my bad luck I got one eye roll which she might have thought I couldn't see because of her veil on her face and call from my beloved sister
We stood at the closed gate of my home with my wife beside me, the door started to open either side on it were househelps opening the large door and in the center my family with flowers petals which as soon as door opened completely started throwing at us, we entered the house & my mother took Eshal's away from me I saw her climbing the stairs with my mother & elder women's while I left with my zoo I mean siblings & cousins
After some half and hour the elderly women came down, which is my green signal that now I could finally meet My Wife
Ammi told everyone to go to their rooms, I stood up to go to my room when my sister blocked the view asking for naik in order to go to My Wife After some not so long negotiations I gave them 40 thousands;
Standing before my own room door I could hear my rapid heartbeat; I took out my mobile phone to search it as it's important
I opened the door to find Eshal sitting on our bed seeing me she stood up rapidly, I entered the room and closed the door, I took long yet slow steps towards her room was bright they scented candles making the environment bit more comfortable; I stood against her my tall figure acrossed her short Cute.
Panick visible on her face, her big eyes shouting at me, but I am reckless of anything, The red veil covering her face
I didn't see her face yet after our Nikkah
Holding her shoulder from either side with a slight force I pushed her to seat on the bed edge Crouching to her level until our face parallel to each other I asked " May I?" To which she didn't responded but her sounded breath became harsh I could hear her breath
Lifting her veil my mouth automatically said "MashaAllah" she's too perfect to exist too perfect to be Mine
Standing up I put my hand on her forehead opened my mobile screen; she didn't utter a word in the mean time
"Allahumma inni as'aluka min khayriha wa khayri ma jubilat 'alaihi, wa 'audhu bika min sharriha wa sharri ma jubilat 'alaih" I recited
"O Allah, I ask You for the goodness within her and the goodness that she is inclined towards, and I seek refuge with You from the evil to which she is inclined"
She was observing me when I was reciting this Du'a; once completed I removed my hand from her forehead and took few step back to look at her from different angle and than went to my wardrobe to take wedding gift for her
Kneeling infront of her I asked for her hand, I saw her facial expression changing Does that incident made her mute a thought acrossed my mind
But after a minute she put forward her shivering hand, her right which had henna I took her left hand and slipped the Diamond Ring on ring finger; World should know that this Angel is married
Her hand felt cold on my warm hand, but I left it and stood up and moved towards the door before leaving I turned around to see My Wife lost somewhere mentally
"Humari shaadi jis halat main hui hai main usse badal nahi sakta magar, iss rishte ko main har tariqe se nibhao ga aur Eshal tum fikar mat karo yeh aakhir dafa hai jo maine tumhein bina ijazat chuaa hai, aur thodi dair main khaana lagne wale tum change karlo mujhe kuch kaam hai" I said before leaving the room
