Heena's POV,
I was discharged a few days ago and as promised I came back to spend time with Inu. Aunty had stayed there the whole so I asked her to go home and rest while I take care of her the whole day. No doubt, she was missing Zayaan dearly but was quite about it. Even Emmad came to visit his Di, while still in his uniform. That kid doesn't like to express it but he loves his sister dearly.

We were talking for a while but Inarah felt her cramps again so the nurse gave her a shot and after a while she fell asleep again. I had brought her some light food that mom made for her, along with an extra tiffin.

"Is it painful?"

"Hm?" I looked at Emmad you questioned looking at his sleeping sister.

"Losing a baby.... It was hardly 3 weeks right? I heard the doctor say. The fietus didn't even take shape. Then why is she still in pain?" He questioned innocently and I could clearly see how he was clenching his jaw. The tiny baby we used to play with is finally growing up.

"Maybe because....it was a connection. Between a mother and her child inside her. It's not just her stomach that's aching... it's her heart to." I tried to explain.

He shook his head, a strained expression on his face.
"How can your heart feel stuff? It's job is to pump blood. Love, feelings and all the other stuff you adults say.... it's all from the brain."

His innocence made me chuckle.
"You'll understand it when you grow up!" I ruffled his hair.

He groaned fixing it
"Not you too Heenu di!" He whined.

I giggled.
"Sorry! You're just soo cute."

His face again turned serious.
"Could it be that...the baby would've felt the pain too?"

His question made a shiver run down my spine.
"I hope not.... but there's one thing I'm sure about is that.... the baby is in a good place."

He nodded understandingly.
"I always thought that Zayaan bhai was soo cool...but he was just a gangster and because of him my Di got hurt....even you Heenu di. He's not a good man. I hate him....he shouldn't be with Inu Di." He said as his cheeks puffed slightly with anger.

I could understand his feelings but his sister was soo stubborn that she would never let Emmad or anyone else hate her precious love.

Later on, Emmad left for home and Inarah was still sleeping, bodyguards placed outside her room. So I took a stroll outside.

Maybe, I could just check on him from a distance...but I shouldn't....
I wasn't worried or anything, just wanted to make sure he was ok. He saved my life after all...after putting it in danger in the first place.

I reached outside his room and quietly peeped in. He was sleeping but he seemed disturbed. Why wouldn't he be? It was late afternoon, the sun was blazing outside and the curtains were wide open letting all the sun burn on his face. I sighed and losing the battle with my head walked in.

I'd just quietly fix the curtains and then leave.

And so I did, yet his expression didn't change much. The extra tiffin was still in my hand in the bag. I sighed again and placed it on the side table and turned to leave but my feet stopped as I heard him moaning in his sleep. My feet wouldn't move as I kept fighting another war between my heart and mind and eventually, my stupid heart won and I turned to check on him.

He was squirming and moaning in his sleep. Was he having a bad dream?
"No...stop... don't take her.... please...help.... someone...."

He was mumbling nonsensical things in his sleep.

Reluctantly enough, I sat beside him and my hand retracted twice before touching the crease on his forehead and I grabbed a tissue from the box and gently as I could, wiped off the beads of sweat from his forehead and a tear that slipped down the corner of his left eye. He seemed in pain.

Was it something regarding his past? Maybe I should get a doctor.

I almost got up to leave but his next mumbling froze me and slowly the blood in my veins was boiling.

"Ahh.... Doll.... not soo rough ....ahh...soo sexy....mmm..."

I slapped him and he opened his eyes wide.

"Ow! That hurt!" He grumbled in a hoarse voice rubbing his cheek and sat up in front of me wincing slightly as I glared daggers at him.

"What kind of dream were you having you stinking pervert?!" I challenged him.

"Actually, it started out as a bad dream but....when you touched me..." He lowered his voice and it became much more hoarse making me gulp.
"...it turned into a racy one." He winked.
"Aren't you curious as to what we were doing in my dream?"

My eyes widened and I could feel blood lust by then.
"I should've just smoldered you to death with your own pillow instead." I grunted annoyed by his cocky smirk.

"Uff Doll, you can smoulder me all you want with your two soft...."

"I'll rip your head off your shoulders if u say another word you fucking pervert!" I yelled jumping off the bed while he was laughing shamelessly.

"I was about to say hands. Why? What did you think?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Shut up!" I yelled looking away embarassed. The way this man raises my blood pressure.

"Your face is soo red my Doll."

"I'll kill you!" I warned in a low threatening voice.

"Ufff!" He closed his eyes throwing his head back as dramatic as ever and I had to bite the inside of my cheeks to stop my stupid smile.

I really hate this guy for causing my mood swings soo abruptly!!!

"You seemed in pain... that's why, my humanity got the best of me and I tried to help." I said in my defense.

At this, his smile vanished replacing with a melancholic and sad look.

"It was surely a.... terrifying dream." He said in his own daze and no matter how many years I see it.... I can never get used to it."

The depth of the hidden pain in his voice got me intrigued and.... somewhat worried. This....this was the side of him that always pulled me to know about him. The chapters that I wanted to read, locked up in his seemingly open book.

"What was it about?" I questioned without thinking.

He looked up at me and then reverted his gaze as if ashamed.
"Zayaan and I ...we had a little sister. Today marks the day... when we lost her."

My heart felt heavy.
"Lost as in..."

"She died... right in front of us.....and we couldn't save her."

"How?"

He gulped.
"She fell down a running train."

I gasped and my hands flew to mouth unwantingly imagining the horrifying scenario.
"Oh my god!"

Zayaan and Asad are not blood related, he once said he didn't know his parents and Zayaan's parents passed away while he was young too. So maybe, she wasn't thier real sister. However, if he still gets nightmares about her even after all this time then.... I could imagine how much he must love her. Someone....who wasn't even his own blood. And, he witnessed such a horrifying scene with his own eyes as a young boy....how much has this man endured?!

"I don't want to tell you about it.... because I don't want you to pity me i just want you to see me as the man you've always know. Strong, carefree, reckless, smart and madly in love with you."
He leaned forward caressing my face and wiping my tears with his thumb.
"We've both went through a lot throughout our young years which has eventually made us stronger, but you know what's funny.... I'm still not strong against your tears. I will always drop my guard in front of them....and in front of your smile, your eyes, your voice....you!" His voice was soft and velvety making my senses numb making me forget everything and just get lost in him.

"I'm glad there's someone who sheds my tears for me, but I didn't like to see these mesmerizing eyes shining with tears even if it's for my sake." He smiled and gently placed lingering kisses on both my eyelids. I couldn't stop him and instead could feel my skin tingling....in a good way.
"So please don't cry my Doll. It really hurts down here."
He took my hand and placed it right over his palpitating heart and I realised how similar the rhythm of both our hearts was.

"I'm not ready to give up on you my Doll. I'm addicted to your fire and I won't sit still till you burn me completely.
I'll leave everything behind for you and be the man you want me to be. If you say sit... I'll sit, if you say walk... I'll walk....if you call day as night, I'll say it's night...if you say I'm yours, then I'll be all yours forever..."

My breath hitched in my throat as his chocolate orbs were pulling me closer and drowning me deeper and deeper.

"Do you... really love me!" I asked, my voice no louder than a whisper.

"Yes."

"Will you never betray me?"

"Never."

I could find no lie in his eyes nor his voice as the firmness of his promise shook my heart.

"Will you do whatever I say?"

"Yes, my queen."

"Then...Will you marry me!"

"Ye...."

He watched me for a minute like I was a ghost or something.

I got back a bit offended.
"What? You don't want to. Fine then..." I got off the bed and turned to leave.

"No no wait!" He grabbed my wrist with both his hands, a huge goofy grin on his face when I turned towards him.

"You caught me off guard!" He was grinning and was soo out of breath.

I bit my lip to stop my smile but failed soo badly that it was embarassing.
"Why are you panting like u ran a mile, idiot!"

He got on his feet in front of me clearly unable to control his smile.
"Because...you...." He was laughing.

"I, what? You think it's funny huh? Fine then, forget it. I'm leaving. I don't want your answer. Just forget I said anything." I huffed and freed my hand walking ahead.

"Heena... Doll, don't leave, I'm sorry...you love me don't you."

"Yes I...." Shit! I facepalmed.

"You said yes!

"N...no...no I...."

He literally leaped towards me and hugged me from behind startling me.
"But I love you....and without your words I know that you love me too."

Damn it! I melted instantly but I didn't fail to pretend to be mad.
"But I haven't forgiven you yet."

"What if I say...that my answer is yes?" He whispered in my ear and God! I couldn't stop blushing. I actually proposed to him like that?! What the heck did I do?!?!????

"Aren't you ashamed that a girl proposed to you first?" I snapped.

He sighed and his warm breath tickled my neck making me shiver.

"No, I'm at cloud 9 right now." He kissed my cheek catching me off guard.
"And I wanna marry you right now! Right at this moment!!!"

Oh God! The excitement in his voice was unparalleled and his grip was tightening around me crushing my bones, making me giggle.

"But I want to do this properly. In this current condition of mine, I won't be able to lift you in my arms and run us to our honeymoon suit after all. I wanna show you what a Man you've chosen for yourself." He said proudly and I gasped flustered, elbowing him, being careful with his wound and he released me.

"You can only think of that huh?" I yelled embarrassed.

He chuckled.
"Can you blame me?" He winked biting his lip and my cheeks were hurting with all the smiling.

Suddenly, his stomach grumbled soo loud and it was soo cute to see his embarrassed face that I couldn't stop laughing.

"There's some food in the tiffin. Eat up!" I scolded still laughing.

"Will u feed me?"

I shook my head unable to deny his request.
"Idiot."

"I'm your idiot now." He naughtily pecked my cheek like an excited child before I could do anything.

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"WHAT?!"

Inu and Zayaan both yelled on the top of thier lungs blasting both our ear drums.

After his attempt of sneaking into her room in the middle of the night to meet her and them being soo desperate for eachother, Nagma aunty finally melted and gave them some concession, allowing them to meet for some time in 2-3 days at the mansion.

Inu was finally discharged a while ago and Asad too got his discharge just yesterday. So we decided to share our good news with the couple. And I won't lie...we both did expected this reaction.

"Heena madam... you're getting married too. Congratulations!!!" The maids behind us were clapping.

"Stop clapping!" Inu scolded like an angry kitten and then turned to me.
"Are you serious?! How can you marry....this guy?!" She pointed towards Asad like he was a disease.

While Asad gave her a look with a raised eyebrow.

"I would never allow my precious sister to be taken away by this nincompoop! Right Zayaan?!" She huffed crossing her arms whilst Zayaan was just gaping at us.

"Yes, I'll never allow it!"

She smiled proudly.

"...Asad, did you fall on your head from the fifth floor? How can you marry this Brat!" He was now pointing towards me like I was a disease and Inarah's jaw dropped on the floor.

"Zayaan!" She hit his arm.

"I would never allow my dear brother to marry this ...this...mad control freak!"

"Zayaan! How can you say that she's my sister!" Inarah yelled at him.

"And Jaan.... he's my brother!"

"So? You think she's not good enough for him?"

"Exactly? She's a sociopath!"

I know they were both bashing us but we were too busy silently enjoying the scene in front of us. It's not everyday that the lovey dovey couple fight like cat and dog...and still look soo cute.

"Want some popcorn?" I whispered to Asad.

"Sure....this is better than a 2 hours movie." He chuckled.

The fight was starting to calm so we decided to put some fuel to make it lively.
"Babe, remember how he used to call me a nuisance always..."

"And bhai... remember how she always..."

And there, the fight was lively again while we all enjoyed our popcorn, even the maids because we all knew that even if they we're fighting like enemies of two waring countries right now but eventually this fight might end up into a heated makeout session and possible crazy love making later.

It took some efforts to convince my Mom and Dad knowing Asad's reputation and all but they had to give in to my wishes and my love and happiness.
They love me soo much after all.

The dates were set and both us best friends were about to be brides on the same day.....

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Assalamualaikum Everyone!!!

How was the chapter?

Heena and Asad are getting married. How are you liking this plot?

Next chapter will be full of fun and feels.
2 gorgeous brides and thier extremely handsome and naughty husbands.

But we also have our cute jealous boys.

What do you think will happen next Thursday?