Assalamualaikum Everyone

So this is the edited chapter of Zayaan n Inarah's wedding. On coming Thursday I'll update the seperate chapter of Asad and Heena's wedding from thier point of view.

Both the couples got married on the same day but, thier POV will give you a better idea n of course, we want to see thier romance and especially, wedding night 😏 too right?

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Inarah's POV,
He slipped his arms slowly around my waist trapping me to his body and I didn't dare to look up into his dreamy ebony eyes as I didn't know what I'd do if I did. Our closeness was already making me dizzy.

"How beautiful!" My groom breathed carrasing my red cheek. I hid my face on his chest shyly.

"Ok people! I know I said close but not this close. We're having a pre-wedding Photoshoot not a porno shoot."

Zayaan scowled at him the 4th time ready to break his head or so he said 2 hours ago. I held him back giving a quick peck on his neck to placate him. And voila! With a snap of a finger his face was red. How cute!

"Let's take a break please!" I asked and they all agreed giving us privacy.

"Forget him my Love. We can't upset him. He's the best photographer in the country right now. Our Pre wedding photoshoot would be the best too." I said wrapping my arms around his neck.

He scoffed.
"Best? Who in the right mind would give him the best photographer award. I bet he bought those awards. All he does is complaint. I'm Zayaan Hashmi and you are My wife Inarah Zayaan Hashmi! Who is he to tell me where and how can I touch my bride?! Oh, and if he dares to touch you again, I'll rip off his skinny arms." He frowned his brows.

I giggled getting on my toes and pecked his nose.
"You're soo hot when you're mad my handsome hunk. And you don't have to be jealous my love... he's gay. Him touching me doesn't matter. Infact, I should be the one to get jealous when he touches you ..but... I know my darling loves me too much to let me worry about competition like him..." I laughed.

He grinned kissing my forehead.
"I wouldn't bet on it. Maybe you might've some competition somewhere."

I gasped dramatically.
"You don't say."

He played along getting all serious
"Hm. Don't you know my new bride is just soo gorgeous and sexy...she could even melt the whole Antarctica with her hotness."

I giggled.
"My Love, stop spending too much time with that Asad. You're beginning to sound like him."

He pulled me abruptly by my back crushing my breasts into his hard chest as his lustful eyes met my shocked ones.
"I'm not wrong though." He said in a low husky voice.

I bit my lip but then shook my head controlling myself.

"Let me bite that lip."

I slapped his shoulder trying to get out of his hold.
"You're soo naughty Zayaan. Atleast wait till the wedding."

He moaned nuzzling my neck making me shiver.
"But we're already married Jaan."

"Yo... you'll ruin my makeup." I tried to make excuses.

"Then do it again..."

And.... I gave up.

****
He bit my lip tugging at it gently before again claiming my mouth not even giving me a chance to breath like he claimed my heart cradling me on his lap and messing my hairstyle as we escaped in the backyard. Uff, it's going to take hours to fix that again.

"Just a few more days and we will be together again. This time forever." I said carrasing his face. As my heart couldn't contain the anticipation.

He smiled tugging my hair behind my ear.
"I cannot wait for that. Why is your Mom soo strict not letting us meet at all?" He frowned.

I giggled. I don't blame her though. Any mother would be scared seeing her daughter like that....

Flashback
After I was discharged, my Mom took me home with her. As Zayaan announced he's leaving the gang... Asad announced the same and the others too though there was no point of the gang if both thier leaders quit so they decided to dissolve the gang and start new. However, there was a lot of discomfort and objection by many others but Zayaan said he would take care of it. So he hardly even got time to call.

Even Heena's parents took her on a Europe trip to take her mind of things and relax. I didn't even get a chance to talk to her about Asad when she suddenly dropped the bomb that she was leaving. However, she promised to be back for our wedding.

As for me, because of the miscarriage, I was disturbed emotionally and physically. I was constantly in unbearable pain for almost more than a week or so. It was like period cramps but ...10x intensified. But Mom took care of me, even talked me out of my depression. Sometimes, I even used to wake up screaming at nights so Mom decided to sleep with me in my room tending to me day and night not even caring for her own health. I always wondered... would I had been able to be a mother like her?

That night, like old times Zayaan decided to sneak into my room through the balcony.

I was sitting on my bed reading a light novel as I heard footsteps landing in my balcony past the curtains. My heart began racing suddenly as I knew exactly who was responsible for it. Although I still couldn't believe it. Throwing the book carelessly I ran towards the balcony. Thank God by now the pain I was feeling had reduced. It was there but just like normal period cramps that was bearable.

I jumped out pushing through the curtains with my racing heart and ...there he was!

My Love!

As handsome as ever just like a prince from a fairytale. Even more handsome as he shone under the moonlight.

He spread his arms for me and I immediately jumped into them holding him like he was my oxygen. He held me tighter nuzzling my neck.

"I missed you soo much Jaan." He whispered.

"I missed you too my Love."

We gazed into eachother's eyes as both our eyes swam with tears.
"How are you? Are you still in pain? I was dying inside each and every moment thinking about you. I just wanted to run to you leaving everything behind but... I was just soo caught up. Even the company work was hectic... I'm sorry jaan I made you wait for soo long." He said guiltily.

I smiled carrasing his face.
"I understand my Love and I'm fine now so stop worrying. I'm glad I got to see you. I was soo worried about you. You're not in any kinda danger right?" I asked worried.

He kissed my forehead shaking his head negative while we were still in eachother's arms as I closed my eyes at the feel. Soo many memories and emotions ran through my mind.

"Just wait a little longer Inarah. Everything will be over soon. I'll be the husband you always dreamt of. No more tears, sadness or staying apart. I'll fill every moment of your life with happiness, sharing my every heart beat with you my Queen."

My eyes filled with tears of joy again and I kissed his cheek.
"I trust you Zayaan! I do my King."

He smiled widely and kissed my lips as I got lost in our love but then I remembered...

"Oh my God Zayaan...you have to leave." I said hastily breaking our kiss.

He frowned.
"Why Jaan? I'm not leaving you tonight." He winked leaning to kiss me again but I covered his mouth.

"Baby.... I'm on my periods."

He smiled his beautiful shy smile carrasing my face.
"I know my Jahan. Do you think I'm that selfish? I just want to hold you tonight. Don't you love cuddling?"

I melted.
"I do...a lot but....you don't understand...." I began anxiously only to be silenced by his lips on mine again and he started dragging me inside still kissing while I tried the vain attempts of ripping his arms off my waist or pushing back.... something....why was he so strong?

"Z... Zayaan...ah...stop..." I whispered as he latched his hot lips on my neck. As much as I want this...

"Inarah, baby, did you take your med..."

Mom!

We instantly got away from eachother as if two like poles of a magnet as soon as we heard her voice.

Her jaw dropped seeing Zayaan.

"Zayaan?! Where did you come from and Inarah..." Her wide eyes stopped at the side of my neck. Even Zayaan winced following her gaze as I got the hint that he probably left a prominent hickey there. I covered it with my hand embarrassed.

She shook her head facepalming.
"I thought you 2 were mature enough."

"Um... I was...uh...just... passing by...and uh.." Zayaan stammered.

"Oh save that excuse for someone else." Mom scolded.
"Didn't I strictly forbade you 2 from meeting? It's hardly been 2 weeks!"

We both looked down guilty.

She sighed.
"I know you miss eachother. But I just want my daughter to take some time to recuperate."

"I understand aunty.... I mean Mom. Sorry about that. I'll leave for now." He said giving me one last look as I looked back at him longingly too and he turned towards the balcony.

"Zayaan! Oh God this man!"

He turned to her innocently.

"For God's sake just use the door beta."

He nodded and meekly made his way out.

However, to be honest it was damn funny. After that, as mom realised how we literally couldn't be without eachother, she allowed us to meet one jn a while just for a few hours. However, Mom asked Dad to give my poor Zayaan a lot of work to keep him busy so he won't get a chance to sneak in to meet me more.
How mean!

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"Where should I write the groom's name?" The mehedi artist questioned.

"Somewhere the groom can never find."

I immediately raised my head up at the familiar voice and I couldn't believe it...
"Geeta!"

I ejected off my seat followed by Heena and ran to her pulling her into a hug.

"Careful bhabhi your mehendi!" Geeta squealed.

I careful rested my elbows on her shoulder making sure not to spoil thier hardwork.

"Sorry." I giggled.
"I was just soo happy to see you. Tell me! How are you?! How's Uddhav?" I asked worried.

Hearing his name a huge smile came on her lips as her eyes sparkled with tears.
"He's fine now. He just regained consciousness last night."

My eyes watered too with tears of joy.
"Oh thank God.... thank you soo much....oh Geeta.... I'm soo happy for you."

After such a long time I saw a genuine smile on her face.

"Congratulations Geeta! Oh thank God!" Heena hugged her too.

"We'll surely attend your wedding bhabhi. Me and my Uddhav both." She said.

"Oh yes....yes please... Zayaan will be soo happy too."
I said grinning from ear to ear.

"Yes he was. As soon as Zayaan bhaiya found out he came rushing to us last night. I told him not to tell you because I wanted to surprise you." She said.

Oh! My Zayaan is soo sweet!

*****

Our Moms guided us both brides carrying our long heavy lehenga through the guest as our heads were covered with the ghunghat. My heart was ready to jump out of my chest. Although I had done this before....the way it was all happening now was....soo exciting. We would finally become one in front of the world. This celebration is grander and more expensive than the first one. Ugh! My parents really went all out.

I remembered the first time we said Qubool hai to eachother.
What was I even thinking back then? I can only laugh at it now
I really couldn't wait to see Zayaan's reaction when he sees me as his bride when the veil between us drops after the Nikah and I couldn't wait to see how handsome he looks in his sherwani...as my groom.

"Qubool hai!" I said the 3rd time as my face split in a huge smile beneath my veil and tears of joy fell on my hands as I was signing the Nikah papers. Mom hugged me from my side kissing my head making me realise this wasn't a dream.

"Qubool hai." I heard my husband's voice from the other side and I shut my eyes in pure bliss as they moistened with overwhelming joy.

Everyone behind me congratulated eachother and me as I held on to my racing heart. Any moment now the veil between us drops ending all our boundaries.... making us one forever.

My heart raced with every passing second as Mom rested my ghunghat over my face revealing my face and...the veil dropped too as I, with shy excitement lifted my gaze to see him.

His expression mirrored mine and his hand, just like mine was resting over his chest as he saw me. I surely didn't miss the words his lips subtly formed as if he couldn't breathe. I mean....who else could know those lips better than me.

"Subhan Allah"

He just kept gazing at me with a goofy smile on his face no matter how much his brothers shook his or hugged him to congratulate, making me blush harder and harder. I swear, if he just keeps staring like that.... I might melt into a puddle soon enough.
Raghav was a hopping rabbit I tell ya!

"Zayaan bhai....calm down a little. You aren't getting bhabhi until the wedding night." He teased.
We both blushed at his words and my Zayaan flashed his heartbreakingly handsome shy smile....uff. It will be the death of me.
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"You look more beautiful than my dreams Jaan." He whispered in my ear as he pulled me closer by my waist on the stage.

"You look the same." I said casually.
Because he's always handsome.
He snapped his head at me soo shocked as if I asked him about his virginity?

"Those guys literally tied me up to the chair for 3 hours to dress me up today for you...and I look the same to you hm?"
He said playfully tightening his grip around my bare waist making me gasp. Heat rose to my cheeks as I was aware of all the eyes and cameras on us.

"Bhabhi....." Raghav came bouncing on the stage towards me to hug me only to be stopped by Zayaan.

"Oh come on..." He whined as my hubby glared at him and in the mean time Asad sneaked from behind him and immediately hugged me as both us couples were on the same stage.

"Oye! Hands off! Hug your wife instead." Zayaan pulled him back as I giggled and Asad had that goofy grin on his face.

"Aree yaar! She'll be yours in a few hours and as for my Heena, I'm afraid if I hig her now, we'll cause quite the controversy on stage." Asad winked hugging him.

"You're a pervert." Zayaan said hugging him but his eyes were on me making me blush again.

"Congratulations mere bhai (my bro)" Asad said smiling patting his back as if an older brother would do. Aww!

"Congratulations to you too mere Bhai."

I finally went to my bae hugging her. We were both married!!!

"Hey, I'm your husband. Save some love for me too." Asad patted her shoulder vividly jealous as we both besties weren't ready to leave eachother. But Heena just ignored him squatting away his hand.

To be honest, I had forgotten about Zayaan too. Hehe. 

"Bhabhi....you know how much I loved you....but you still chose bhai...it broke my poor delicate heart." Raghav said pretending to cry. Zayaan rolled his eyes.
"But promise me, in the next life, you'll choose me and marry me."

"Ok...done!" I said.

"Yes!!!"

Zayaan looked at me with wide eyes as his jaw dropped making us all laugh.

Soon enough Geeta walked up bringing Uddhav with her on the wheel chair as Wafeeq helped her saying,
"Geeta bhabhi, you carry your dress, I'll carry our brother."
She giggled. It was as if it didn't matter to her at all that he couldn't walk...however, it wasn't permanent. She was just soo happy to just be with him. That's true love.

Rajiv and his family came too. His daughter and son are just soo adorable. Seeing them, I felt tears in my eyes but Zayaan held my hand giving it a squeeze. That's right! I already have him.... everything else will come to us slowly too.

After that, all the guests walked up to congratulate us with gifts and to take a lot of pictures and stuff. It was soo exhausting.

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"Don't get too smitten by him. You need to take the upper hand now babe." Heena winked at me in the mirror from behind me as we were preparing for our wedding night in front of the dresser.

"Obviously babe!" I said like duh and we both laughed.
"You too huh. Don't let that Asad win even for a second." I smirked.

She smirked back in a sinister manner.
"Oh him? Don't you worry babe.... I have some really interesting plans for him tonight."

We both giggled.

I took her hand as she sat beside me
"Heenu...you know you're my best friend. My only friend...My sister... Who was always with me whenever I needed her. I know many times I couldn't be the best friend you deserve but.... I really.... really love you a lot babe..." My heart ached and eyes moistened as I poured my heart to her.

"I know babe. I love you too."

"I'm... sorry..." My voice broke but she gave me a beautiful smile picking the tears drop before it could ruin my makeup.
"What for..."

"Everything! All these years, I made you feel left out because I was busy chasing Zayaan. I'm soo sorry Heenu... I..."

She hugged me tight silencing me.

"It's all over now. It's time to celebrate our new beginnings and if you wanna make up for the past promise me, now that you've found Zayaan...you won't forget me."

I shook my head desperately.
"Never! You're in me babe..."

She smiled kissing my forehead.
"You're in me too babe.....now come on! Let me get going or else Zayaan will go insane. Let him go insane after seeing you."

I let out a shaky breath.
"I'm soo nervous Heenu...."

She laughed.
"Seriously! This isn't your first time. And... didn't you last time jump on him and....4 times huh... you naughty girl..." She nudged.

I gasped covering my face embarrassed as she teased me mercilessly.

"Oh yeah, what about you? It will be your first time though? Are you ready?" I questioned her excitedly. OMG! More than my wedding night, I was excited for hers.

She turned crimson.
"I don't know.... I think tonight.... I'm gonna test him."

"Test him? How?" I was confused but she just giggled increasing my curiosity.

Soon, Geeta and the others came in then to get us ready for our wedding nights.

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Zayaan's POV,
After emptying my wallet in the hands of my merciless 'Saalis' (sister in laws) which Inarah strictly warned me to fill so that I could be mobbed mercilessly, all my brother's pushed me inside the bedroom as I hardly managed to maintain my balance and not to fall on my face.

I was hella nervous even though it's not our first time, still my sweaty palms won't just stay dry and my breathing and heartbeat won't stay calm.

"Jaan... I'm here."

No response. Where did she go?

She wasn't waiting on the bed and the room was empty. Then the flying curtains of the balcony caught my attention bringing a smile on my face. The sound of her bangles drawing me to her.

And there she was...

Standing under the lighting shining brighter than the sun, in her red lehenga. My jaan...my angel...the beat of my heart....my whole world.

Just seeing her.... I forgot everything.

Walking towards her, I wrapped her in my arms from behind inhaling her scent. I smiled.

"Lavenders"

"I know it's your favourite." She said resting her hands over mine.

I've been waiting for this moment for decades. Holding her like this in my arms as my bride....my wife.

She turned to me and my breath caught up in my throat as I was enthralled by her unmatched beauty.

She smiled leaving a lingering kiss on my neck breaking my daze.
"You're not breathing my Love." she giggled.

I scratched my nape shyly pulling a breath.
"You made me forget how to breath. I thought I'd need CPR." I winked.

"Uh..huh..." She raised an eyebrow resting her hands on my chest as I held her close.
"Well, you're not getting my lips...or anything else soo easy Mr Hashmi."

I smirked.
"Is that soo? Tell me Mrs Hashmi, what price do I have to pay?"

She brought her hands in front of my face.
"Find your name?"

I chuckled taking her hands in mine frantically searching for my name as she watched me amused.

After pondering for a couple minutes I smiled kissing her wrist.
"Found it!" I said triumphantly.

"Congratulations! You may now kiss the bride!" She announced dramatically.

I grinned and leaned in for a kiss but she stopped me.
"Um...hold on my love."

"What's wrong Jaan?"

She brought my hand in front from behind her waist showing me my watch.
"Look... there's only a couple minutes left till midnight...for our 1st wedding anniversary."

"Ah!" I frowned as I couldn't wait even for a second.

"It's been an entire year huh?" She said dreamily. I nodded.

"So much happened. I gave you soo much pain and suf...." She covered my mouth.

"Forget that... I can only remember the good times. Everytime you held me close, gazed into my eyes soo lovingly... everytime making me fall more and more, deeper and deeper in love with you. Your every kiss...it was magical my Love."

I cupped her face gazing into her mesmerizing honey orbs.
"And I promise.... we'll have all that and soo much more. Every bit of me is yours. I'll love you and cherish you as if you are my heart.... because you are my Jaan. I Love you... I love you soo much my darling wife....my Inarah!"

Her eyes shone with tears and she let out a shaky breath making my own eyes watery.

"Me too....me too my Love....my darling husband.... my Zayaan..."

Finally! The clock struck midnight and I leaned in for my reward...but...

Inarah jumped in my arms at the sudden loud of.... firecrackers?!

We both looked up in the night sky as it coloured with beautiful sparks celebrating our love.

There was one particular which painted the sky with the message...
Happy Married Life!
Next was...
Happy Anniversary!

Inarah giggled turning to me.

"Happy Anniversary my Love!"

"Happy Anniversary Jaan!"

And our lips met....

Our story isn't over yet! It's just getting started.

However, till now she was being protected under the umbrella of our gang but now ...it doesn't exist anymore.

That day when I said Qubool hai to her. There was only 1 thing in my mind and that was to protect her. But now.... it's different.
This time I said Qubool hai to love her, cherish her, be with her, be selfish and desire to be loved by her. And most importantly....to protect her from the biggest danger that's lurking over her head from the day she was born.
To take her away....from HIM!

The man that only desires to ruin her. The one that forced me to be who I am.
The one who made me kill her Father.
The one she loves and respects like her own father.
The one who dared to replace Ashfaq Qureshi and claim everything he owned....including his wife.
The man who's the Wolf in the sheep's skin.
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He stood in his balcony as he watched the celebration of the wedding in the sky. Holding his Gizelle close to him he kissed her forehead as she smiled at him with a hand on his chest. He smiled back on the outside but inside the thought ran in his mind...

'The caterpillar is finally out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, has finally spread her wings huh.

Looks like
Now, it's time for me to clip them....

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