Daniyal's POV

Its a day that my family have been waiting since long. Its Illma's Nikkah day. I seriously out of words. She isnt only a sister to me but a mother-like-figure. She helped me in every aspect of life. She helped me in choosing projects in the beginning and she still does.. Its always been a pleasure to get home after long travelling and working. She always welcomes me so warmly that I instantly releases all the stress that I'd be carrying all day long.

Sisters are really blessings.....

I cant explain what will I do without her. ....

" Much emotional?" Aleena asked.

" A lot. I dont know what will I do without her. She is biggest my support system. Im happy for her though but you know what Im trying to say."

" Oh Daniyal, dont sad." She softly taps at my left shoulder." She will be always be with you. No matter how far physically she would be but mentally she'd be connected with you." I looked into her beautiful eyes.she hardly know me but she knows how to take away stress. " Okay now get up you lazy boy. We got lots of work to do. " She grabs me from my arms and she actually successed in it. " Whoa Aleena , you're strong. I didnt know that." I teased her. " Well dream boy , I got muscles and Desi ghee in my blood. " She laughed which made me laugh too. She is amazing. Im much relaxed now.

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Illma's in laws dont belong to media and they want this event to be simple. Simple means no media coverage, no dj, no dance squences, no fancy food. I actually liked the idea. This is perfect. Aleena told me to invite few NGOs and their effected people to the event and feed them as well as the fianical help. This will make Illma's wedding life a better start than doing random shit with the celebs and journalist. My family admires the idea as much as I do. Illma actually jumped out of her chair due to excitment and my parents started making list of NGOs as soon as they heard me. Im proud of my family and my Angel Aleena.

We decided for out door function ,as its niether cold nor hot. It is sunny day with cool breezes. Illma likes white , silver a lot, so we decorated the whole lawn with white lillies and roses. To compliment Illma's dress ,we asked for baby orange roses too. The stage is not that fancy but elegant. It has lots of roses along with other flowers. The seats are quite fancy because Illma wanted. The chairs and table on the stage are white. The chairs are pura white leather with the outline of silver robes.

Illma and Aleena are wearing Maria B.
Illma decided that Aleena and I should match. So she choose sky blue and golden for us.

Illma's Dress

Aleena's dress

Im wearing Humayun Alamgir as it complements me and Aleena's dress. Aleena was hesitant at first to wear the dress we bought her . She wanted to buy it by herself. But Illma and Mama told her that they wanted to do it. I felt relaxed when she agreed. She is looking absolutely stunning in it.

" My goodness , is that really Im seeing or this is my halucilation? " I teased her. But in actually she is looking angelic .
" Stop Daniyal , dont dare to tease me." she said while trying to hide her blush.

" Oh really ? Well the truth has spoken. You the beauty !!! My beauty!" I winked .

" Okay Im leaving. You started it again." I hold her hand and grab her closer." Dare to leave me ? I will search the whole galaxy and find you. " I can hear her heartbeats. They are racing like mine." and pick you up in my arms and never let you go out of my sight then. " I look into her eyes very deeply that I lost myself in her beautiful eyes. I didnt realized that i losen the grip and she is free .

"Better luck next time Hero."She teased me while running. I can catch her back in my arms but that will be total inapproximate.

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Illma comes to the stage after nikkah ceremony. She cried a bit when she signed the Nikkah nama. I felt moister in my eyes but Aleena came near to me and consold me really well. Im glad that she is here with me otherwise it would be really difficult for me.

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Aleena's POV

The event went really well. I just couldnt stop myself Maa Sha Allah.Everyone was so happy there and adore every inch of their joy. They are lovely and they deserve every bit of happiness.

Illma was looking stunning in her lehnga . The color complimented her skin. She made us wear same color and mere the thought of sharing same color of our dresses made me blush. Daniyal knew it and he is taking advantage of it all day long. I dont blame him. I enjoyed being near him but we needed to make it halal. I have not talked to my family yet about it but I will definately when I will get home after last three months of my course. I cant wait to be his wife. His Halal....

I quickly packed my luggage as Im actually getting late for my flight. Daniyal is not coming with as he has some work here. I really want to fly with him . Especially now because I havent tell Palwasha about us till yet . I wanted to see her reactions live.

I went downstairs when Im done with packing. I was craving for keema paratha and mint-corriander yogurt. I thought that I will make them while getting into kitchen. I saw Mama already there with some food.

" Assalamoalikum..how are you Mama." i kissed her cheek and hugged her." When did you arrive? And what are you doing in kitchen?

" Walikumoassalam , Im good. We arrived at 4am and Im making Keema ke parathy for my lovely daughter. " she smiled.

" Mama ?what? How did you know that I wanted to eat that?..what are you doing here? Go and rest. Let me make breakfast." I try to get take bowl from her but she didnt let me. " Go and sit . Breakfast is ready, and I cant let you work today. You worked all your holidays , atleast not today."

Mothers are mothers, they know what you want even you open your mouth.

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We are heading towards airport . Baba , mama and Hamza are dropped me with the bundle of prayers. I missing them already. I dont want to leave them. They mean world to me.

I said final goodbye to them and wiped the water drop on my left cheek. Three more months to go.....

I did what airport wanted to confirm. Now Im waiting for a plane to come but plane decided to make it even more annoying. So I changed my Pakistani sim with british sim. As soon as I have british sim in my phone , it started beeping.

Come soon Love... Cant wait to hold you in my arms. ....

I recevid this from.some unknown number. Its an international number , a british number.

Oh cmon love, you cant take that much long. Im dying to see your pretty face.

Now you are pissing me. I saw you with Daniyal Hassan. Skip this shit or i will make you regert later..

Few more days and you are all mine Love...

Oh silly Palwasha ! Prank time ? Lol for you my sister from another mother and father. I will ignore it. Just like i have not recevie them.

I opened my gallery and started watchin videos. I saw video that I made in the car . Hamza was teasing me like always. Brothers are assigned to annoy sisters !

Than i played a video in which Daniyal and I are playing as Hazel Grace and Augustus Waters. The scene in which he was explaining the difference between reality and Metaphor. Oh damn, he is looking damn cute in it. I just love him from the core of my heart. I want him now!!

Dear passengers from the flight PIA mhz 23, please come forward to gate 13. We are about leave.

I gatheres my things and started walking toward the gate.

I entered in the plane , Air hostess greeted me and showed my seat. But i saw a man already sitting over there while covering his face with newspaper.

"Umm hello? You are on my seat. " I said to him.

" You said something to me sweatheart?" he winked.

" OMG DANI? I WAS MISSING YOU LIKE HELL." I screamed that so loud that passengers actually gave me look.

"Ssh. Thank God you said dani instead of your daily routine of calling me from my full name. Now sit. " he said while placing my bag upward.

" How can you made it ? You had some work." i said while seating at the window seat.

"I managed. Nothing is more important than you. "

My heart filled with the warmness of love, adore , joy and happniess.

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Here is the chapter as promised. Do let me know how is it.

Eid Saeed.

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