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Mubashira sat in her room looking at the marriage album. A smile tugged at her lips as she watched the pictures.

Kya dekh rahi hain bhabhi?

Haya asked softly as she sat beside Mubashira on the bed.

Kuch nahin bas apni aur Zaid ki nikah ki pictures dekh rahi thi.

Mubashira said, a hint of nostalgia evident in her tone.

Haya looked at the picture, admiration avident in her eyes.

Kitne khubsurat lag rahe hain aap donon sath mein.

Haya said looking at the pictures, her voice filled with awe and genuine admiration.

Mubashira smiled as she spoke, her voice filled with regret.

The marriage was kind of forced. Meri marzi thi but Zaid ko blackmail kiya gaya.

Haya reached out and placed a hand on Mubashira,s shoulder in a desperate attempt to provide some comfort to her.

Mubashira gulped the lump that formed in her throat. She felt her throat tighten as words refused to come out.

Mubashira locked eyes with Haya and Haya wiped Mubashira,s tears. She reached out to clasp Mubashira,s hands as she spoke, her voice filled with understanding.

Bhabhi I know hum donon kabhi itne close nahin rahe and humne kabhi sahi se baat nahin ki aur na main aapko ache se janti hoon but mujhe itna zaroor pata hai ke dard baantne se kam hota hai.

Mubashira wiped her tears with the back of her palm and looked at Haya. She smiled.

Haya continued to rub Mubashira,s shoulder as she heard everything Mubashira said without saying anything, her heart trembled in her chest as as she felt a cold shiver race down her spine.

As Mubashira ended, tears welled up in Haya,s eyes. Her body shook with tremors.

Main maanti hoon ke maine Zaid se shadi sirf apni ego ko satisfy kerne ke liye ki thi.

Mubashira said, her voice was hoarse. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Maine badalne ka natak kiya taki main Ayra se Zaid ko cheen ker apni ego satisfy ker sakun.

Mubashira said, her voice trembled with guilt.

Haya,s tears fell and she gently squeezed Mubashira,s hand offering a silent support. There was no judgement in her eyes as she heard Mubashira. Haya reached out and held the jug.

The sound of the water being poured in the glass, and the distant sound of Mubashira,s uneven breathing filled the space.

Bhabhi paani.

Haya called out, her voice barely above a whisper as she held out a glass for Mubashira. Mubashira looked at Haya. Mubashira,s breath came out trembling as she took the glass and took three sips.

Mubashira breathed, the weight on her heart lessened slightly. She smiled slightly at Haya.

Per pata nahin kaise main Zaid se pyaar ker beithi.

Mubashira confessed, her voice filled with a mixture of love and sincerity. The raw plea of understanding evident in her eyes.

Tears rolled down Haya,s cheeks but instead of wiping her own tears, she reached out and gently wiped Mubashira,s tears away.

Haya,s heart trembled in her chest hearing Mubashira. Tears continued to roll down Haya,s cheeks and she pulled Mubashira into a tender hug. Mubashira, unable to hold herself together hugged Haya back tightly and cried. Tears of mixed emotions streamed down her face. Haya rubbed Mubashira,s back softly to provide her some comfort.

Mubashira pulled away from the hug, her eyes searching Haya,s for the trust and understanding she wanted to see.

Bhabhi.

Haya called out softly. She gently held Mubashira,s hands.

Bhabhi aap kya thi usse koi fark nahin padta.

Haya said, her voice filled with sincarity.

Aap kya hain usse farak padta hai.

Haya said, she reached out and wiped Mubashira,s tears.

Aap bhai se pyaar kerti hain woh aapki ankhon mein saaf dikhta hai.

Haya said softly, her voice trembling with sincarity.

Haya reached out and gently held Mubashira,s shoulder. Her eyes filled with sisterly affection.

Tumhein pata hai Haya.

Mubashira spoke, her voice carrying a hint of dreaminess.

Main aksar sochti hoon ke agar Zaid aur mera nikah humari marzi se hua hota toh kaisa hota? Like you know what if we were in love?

Mubashira shared her vision with a dreamy smile playing on her lips.

Kabhi kabhi main sochti hoon ke agar humari love marriage hoti toh woh qubool hai moment kaisa hota.

Mubashira said, a hint of longing evident in her tone. Her eyes fluttered close. She felt a flutter in her stomach as she painted different scenarios in her mind.

Mubashira Jafar dolled up in a beautiful but heavy lehenga, in the color of deep red and golden. It's intricate embroidery giving it a royal vibe, a beautiful mang teeka adorning her forehead as as various jewels adorned her frame.

Gorgeous

She could hear Zaid,s husky whisper, almost breathless in her ears. The look on his face was soft as he took into her beautiful appearance.

Mubashira,s smile was bright as her heart hitched in her chest as she walked towards him and said, her lips forming into a playful pout.

Yeh kaisa rule hai ke nikah ke baad sabse pehle tum mujhe dekho ge?

Zaid smiled, the love rediating off him in warm waves.

Yeh lo mirror.

Zaid said handing her a beautiful hand mirror.

In the next scenario Mubashira imagined herself sitting in the garden, a transparent parda hung between them as a barrier so that they couldn't see each other.

A transparent dupatta had veiled her face till her waist and Mubashira had a mirror in her lap.

The qazi Saheb asked Zaid and Zaid,s qubool hai didn't come making Mubashira,s heart hitch in her chest. Fear clouded her judgement and she uplifted her head, tears welling up in her eyes. She held her breath.

Qubool hai.

A smile played on Mubashira,s lips as she heard Zaid say qubool hai. A wave of contentment washed over her as she trembled slightly. A few tears of relief escaped her eyes.

Zaid,s qubool hai,s were full of love, she uplifted her head as she heard them, her heart skipping a beat each time he uttered those words, their hearts intertwined in a symphony of love and trust. His hand reaching out from under the pardah to hold hers, his fingers grazed hers making her breath hitch.

However Mubashira,s qubool hai,s were fast, cutting the qazi Saheb off in her haste causing everyone to let out gasps while Zaid,s laughter, rich and hearty danced in the air making her blush.

Mubashira pouted when she was asked to sign the contract throwing tantrums, gently taunting Zaid that how he made her almost have a heart attack. After a long session of pleading and countless sorries, she smiled, her eyes twinkling like beautiful stars in the night sky, she signed the contract and everyone let out a relieved breath.

Bhabhi kahan kho gayi?

Haya asked waving her hand in front of Mubashira.

Huh!!!

Mubashira looked at Haya startled, her heart skipping a beat.

Kya soch rahi hain aap?

Kuch nahin bas aise hi.

Mubashira trailed off shaking her head sideways to get rid of the painfully beautiful dreams she dared to see with open eyes. Her heart aching in her chest.

Phir bhi bataiye na.

Haya whinned childishly. Mubashira couldn't help but laugh.

Main soch rahi thi ke kya Zaid mujhse kabhi mohabbat karega?

Mubashira asked, despite her various efforts, there was a flicker of hope in the depths of her eyes.

Mubashira heard a knock at the door.

Main jati hoon.

Haya said softly seeing Mubashira standing up. Haya stood up and pushed Mubashira down on the bed and walked towards the door to open it.

Haya carefully opened the door and Shahmeer entered inside with bags in his hands.

Itne sare bags?

Mubashira asked gasping, her breath caught in her throat.

Zaid ne bheja hai. Usne kaha hai ke ready ho jaiye. Jaldi aayega aapko lene.

Shahmeer said after taking a few deep breaths.

Jaiye ready ho jaiye bhabhi.

Haya said, a teasing glint in her eyes.

Tum hans kyun rahe thy?

Mubashira asked, a hint of curiosity evident in her tone.

Bhabhi aap wapas aayegi na pakka bataunga par abhi fatafat jaiye ready ho jaiye. Warna apka shohar apne tanon se mujhe kahin ka nahin chodega.

Shahmeer said innocently giving her the best puppy eyes he could.

Okay okay main ja rahi hoon.

Mubashira said with a small laugh.

As Mubashira came out, she was dolled up in an exquisite pink suit, it's net fabric adorned with white thread work, silver sequins and intricate embroidery. Just like Zaid had thought, it was not the most glamorous of outfits but it's attention to detail made her look like a beautiful modern day princess.

Mubashira,s heart fluttered in her chest. Her happiness was evident on her face. She hurried towards the bed, a mixture of curiosity and happiness overwhelmed her senses and she found herself opening one of the gift box. A gasp of surprise escaped her lips as she watched the stunning pieces of jewelry inside. There were beautiful earrings, large yet elegantly unserstated, adorned with beads and white gems. Mubashira,s breath left her in a whoosh as a mixture of emotions flooded through her heart. Alongside them, there was a beautiful matching mang teeka that intended to grace her forehead with a touch of radiance.

Mubashira,s hands trembled as she caressed the jewelery with tender reverence, her smile was shaky as she tried to suppress her happiness. Tears welled up in her eyes, not from sadness but from the mixture of emotions that enveloped her. There was no necklace inside but the neckline of her outfit neglected the need of one.

In the other box, there were 2 bangles, beautiful bangles adorned with lustrous pearls glowing in the soft light of her room.

Her eyes fell on a letter. Anticipation welled up inside her as she held it delicately.

MJ I'm sorry for lying. Koi special kaam nahin hai. Mujhe bas tumhare sath time spend kerna hai, tumhein janna hai, tumhein samajhna hai. Tch you know I'm not too good with words but main tumhein yeh batana chahata hoon ke mujhe tumhara sath acha lagne laga hai, tum achi lagne lagi ho mujhe. I don't know main tumse pyaar kerta hoon ya nahin but... I like you.

Once Mubashira read the letter, tears flowed down her cheeks. A mixture of emotions flooded through her heart as she hugged the letter close to her heart.

He likes me. Zaid likes me....zaid mujhe pasand kerta hai.

Mubashira mumbled. Her happiness knew no bounds and she laughed feeling overwhelmed with emotions and then tears rolled down her cheeks. She wiped her tears and palmed her mouth to control the giggles bubbling within her and then twirled around. Her heart pounding wildly against her chest.

Mubashira stopped twirling and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She bit her tongue and slapped her hand on her forehead.

Oh GOD get a grip on yourself Mubashira.

She said looking at her reflection in the mirror but the warm glow on her cheeks betrayed her.

She hurried towards the dressing table and adorned herself with the beautiful jewelry Zaid had brought for her.

Wait it was the first gift from Zaid

Mubashira said as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her heart pounding in her chest like a drum and her cheeks glowed with warmth as she realized that she was adorned with Zaid,s gifts. The man she TRULY LOVED. She couldn't help but giggle in sheer delight feeling a warm tickle in her heart.

Bhabhi.

Haya entered inside the room and Mubashira turned around to face her.

Bhai ki choice bahot achi hai.

Haya said, her voice a mixture of admiration and genuine happiness for Mubashira.

Haya main...

Shh.

Haya gently shushed her and walked towards her, a smile tugged at her lips as she reached out and cradled Mubashira,s cheek.

You deserve it.

Haya spoke, her voice filled with warmth and sisterly affection. She was genuinely happy for Mubashira.

Ab jaiye. Zaid bhai intezar ker rahe honge.

Haya said gently, her eyes filled with warmth.

Mubashira nodded her head in positive. Her eyes twinkling with anticipation as a shiver of excitement raced down her spine. Taking a small purse that matched her outfit, she took her phone from the side table and stuffed the letter and her phone into the bag. Her feet carried her towards the doorstep of the Shahnawi Villa. She stopped looking at Zaid,s car breathlessly. Bidding a quick ferwell to Haya and Shahmeer, she hurried towards his car. Zaid opened the door of his car and stepped out. He walked to her side and opened the door for her. Mubashira smiled, her eyes shining with delight. She sat into the car. Zaid chuckled and sat on his seat.

Khubsurat lag rahi ho.

Zaid said softly, his voice filled with warmth. Mubashira looked up and their eyes locked. The world around them seemed to blur into insignificance leaving only the two of them in their own bubble.

Zaid reached out, his hand gently holding hers. Her breath hitched. Zaid,s lips planted gentle kisses on the back of her hands making her gasp. Her breath left her in a whoosh. Mubashira smiled softly, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of love and happiness. Zaid reached out and wiped the unshed tears from her eyes with a gentle touch.

Come let's go.

.....................,..................

Zaid...

Shh betho.

Zaid gently made her stand on the bed. He walked towards the closet and took out a beautiful red dupatta. He draped it over her head. It had Zaid Ki Dulhan written over it with golden thread. It took her a moment to understand that what was happening.

Mubashira gasped, her heart raced in her chest as the realization washed over her in warm waves.

HE WAS RECREATION THEIR NIKAH MOMENT FOR HER!!!

He played the recording as the kazi Sahab asked the question

Kya aapko yeh nikah qubool hai?

Zaid paused the recording and looked at her. Their eyes locked, a silent communication passing between them.

Mubashira,s heart trembled in her chest. Tears welled up in her eyes as she responded, her voice a mixture of love and sincerity.

Qubool hai.

Zaid,s eyes shined with happiness as her looked at her. Tears rolled down Mubashira,s cheeks like an endless waterfall as she cried feeling overwhelmed with emotions.

Qubool hai... Qubool hai.

Her voice trembled with emotion. Zaid smiled and reached out, he wiped the crystal droplets away from her cheeks, his touch tender and soothing.

Mubashira gulped the lump that formed in her throat feeling overwhelmed with emotions.

Zaid cradled her face gently in his palms, his touch tender and soothing as he stroked her cheeks.

Locking eyes with hers, he spoke, his voice trembled with a mixture of warmth and sincerity

Qubool hai.

Qubool hai

Qubool hai.

With that Zaid leaned forward and planted his lips on her forehead. Mubashira,s breath hitched and she allowed her eyes to flutter close feeling a wave of warmth coursing through her vains.

End Of Chapter!!!

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