5 Months later:

"Seher, is Meher ready? Bring her down!" Tarannum shouted.

"Yes Ammi." Seher replied and ran upstairs.

"Appi ammi is calling you downstairs..." Seher stopped between her words seeing her sister dressed in the yellow Haldi dress.

"I'm coming." Meher replied looking at herself in the mirror.

She went down along with her sisters and sat on the podium. One by one the ladies of the family came and applied turmeric paste (haldi) to her as it was a ritual.

The Haldi ceremony ended soon. The girls took Meher back to her room. Rabiya was not allowed to walk up and down much as it was her 7th month of pregnancy going on.

"Appi, call Mahira Appi." Meher Asked Sana.

"She might be busy." Sana replied and walked out.

Soon Shahbaz and Tarannum came to visit their soon to be bride daughter.

She was offering magrib Salah, this was her last magrib Salah in her parent's house... tomorrow at this time she will be with her in-laws.

Meher offered Salam on both her shoulders and then raised her hands to ask for dua. Some 2-3 minutes later she started crying... tears rolling down her yellow cheeks.

"ALLAH miya, I ask you for your guidance and assurance to stay peacefully happy in my new house. To keep both my families happy. To be with both the families whenever they need me. Allah, heading towards this new chapter of my life help me to adjust with my in-laws and specially with my Shauhar, I'm really afraid to face him. I know it's completely out of question bit what so ever it is... I want everything to be perfect. Give both my families best moments, good health and a good life. Help me fulfill the demands and expectations of everyone... Aameen!"

She kept her palm on her face and wiped her tears. She turned around and saw her mother crying as well. Seeing her in that condition her heart ached. She somehow controlled her tears but all helpless when her father burst into tears. She hugged them both and cried. She was afraid to leave her old family.

"Meher, I trust you completely.  I know you are the best and you will fulfill all your duties. Weather it's towards your family or husband." Tarannum spoke in her ears.

The three separated and changed the topic.

Sana was watching this scene from the window. Her eyes were filled with tears. She missed her parents.

"You know what? It's bad manners to over hear somebody's conversation." Ayaan whispered in her ears and she jumped into his arms. She cried on his chest for a few minutes. He placed his hand on her back and kept on soothing her.

"Bhaiyu Choti MA.... I'm so sorry! I didn't see anything." Seher teased both of them facing their back.

Sana ran down the stairs leaving Ayaan and Sana together.

"What a perfect entry!" Ayaan said smiling under gritted teeth.

"Bhaiyu... anyways Choti ma is calling you." Seher spoke and ran after Sana.

Ayaan scratched his neck and went to Zubiya.

"Yes mom?" He asked entering her room.

"What? Aren't we really late for function?" She scolded.

"I'm so sorry! I almost forgot! I'll just bring the Hena from Hamid's house." Ayaan grimaced his face and was about to leave when suddenly a voice stopped him.

"I already brought it choti ma." Danish said entering with the Thal of hena.

Soon the function began, Meher got a beautiful Mehendi design printed on her hand with Hamid's name on it. Seher had Kaif's name and Rabiya of course Fahad's name.

Umad was upset but he knew how his would be wife was. The party was boring like all other parties cause of the absence of Mahira.

He thought to call her by himself... the last time he spoke to her was 5months back in the hospital. He dialled her number but she was in some meeting.

"Sana! What are you doing there? Come join us!" Meher commanded and she followed like a poor Lil girl.

Sana was lost in her thoughts and her eyes were searching for Ayaan all the way. She wanted to thank him for supporting her.

The Hena artist (mehendi designer) kept on asking everyone which name do they want to imprint... and she did the same for Sana. She was so lost that for 3-4 times she ignored.

"Ayaan!" She shouted on seeing him coming down the stairs. She excused herself from the artist and went to him. Her design was almost complete.

"What was so urgent that you left mehendi for talking to me?" He teased.

" I just wanted to thank you, you know for being...."

"Stop! Dare say a word ahead! Can I see your hand?" He asked changing the topic.

"Yeah!" She replied raising her hands to his eye level.

Ayaan's jaw dropped to floor on seeing the mehendi design.

"What happened? Isn't it good? " She asked confused.

"Unm, it's more than awesome bhabhi!" Kaif teased.

"Bhabhi?"

"Yeah, today all the girls are getting their fiance's name printed on their hands. And if you will Rome with Ayaan bhai's name... then..."

"What!" She pulled her hand back and her eyes bulged out of the socket.

She rushed to the mehendi artist and shouted.

"What did you do? Who asked you to write his name on my hand?"

"Ma'am, I was asking you for quiet a long time... then when I was done you shouted Ayaan so I thought..." She explained.

"What the! At least you could have asked! " she yelled and ran to the washroom. She rubbed all the mehendi with water so as to not let it dry.

Later everyone was sitting in their rooms, the ladies busy admiring their mehendies...

"Meher!  Do you know? It's said, the darker is the colour of your head,  the more your husband loves you!" Rabiya teased her.

"Look at someone blushing!" Seher teased Meher and got a pillow on her face in return.

"That's enough! Tomorrow is a big day for all of us and specially for the Miss. Special so please let her sleep." Zubiya commanded and taking all the girls with her left the room.

Rabiya wanted to stay with Meher so she was excused.

"So tell me what are you feeling right now?" Rabiya sked her, still trying to tease.

"Appi! Please!" She blushed red.

"OH My Allah! Look at her face! But on a serious note, don't be stressed at all. I know it's really hard to even imagine your life without all of us but trust me, you are going to be fine soon. Also Hamid is a perfect guy for you. No matter what, he will always support you." Rabiya assured her.

"I know Appi,  but I'm stressed for something else." She said walking towards the balcony.

"What is it?" Rabiya asked following her.

"Look at that guy sitting over there, and the one accompanying him. I can't belive they are our JiJu's. I don't understand why Mahira is behaving like a kid. And Umad he is also supporting her. Look at him, composing music, sitting with his guitar as if he doesn't care at all, but it's visible in his eyes. Appi I'm afraid, I see another Raziya in Mahira." She said sobbing.

"If Mahira turns out to be Raziya trust me, I'm going to dance like anything. Don't worry, let's talk about this with her, shall we?" Rabiya asked.

Meher dialled Mahira's number and she answered.

"Assalamualikum, everything fine, you guys never call me this early."

"Unm, it's 11.30 pm in India honey." Rabiya replied.

"Darn! Sorry! I forgot."

"Appi, were you sleeping?" Meher asked.

"Yeah, tired like anything. So how was the function? When is the wedding?" Mahira asked and both the girls got irritated.

"It's tomorrow... and... we thought you would come... but"

"Baby sister, I tried my best but you know I can't leave this month. Moreover I too have no idea when I could leave. Now it's getting late, you guys need to sleep. Good night!" She said and hung up the call.

It was really disappointing for both Rabiya and Meher. They thought of not telling anyone about this and slept together.