"What are you looking at my lady!?" Asked Sufiyan to his beloved wife, who was engrossed, watching their daughter.

"Our life." She pointed towards the sofa where Mehek was seated, dressed in yellow and green dress she looked gorgeous even without a speck of makeup. Sufiyan smiled at her. Their eyes shone with happiness but we're still moist with the thought that they were gonna face the harsh silence of an empty home within few hours. Hiding the moisture of their eyes behind a happy smile both strode towards the open terrace.

The had booked a roof top garden and a closed air conditioned hall at the top floor of le'meridian hotel. The venue for the bride and the groom family were the same, the only relief Mehek felt was the partition which was placed to have separate hall for men and women.

It wasn't just Mehek who felt relieved, knowing that Wajahat was gonna be here for the mehendi ceremony had made Falak nervous like hell. It was the first time after their engagement, never once was there a call from Wajahat, Falak understood that he needed time to accept all that was going on. But that certainly didn't stop her heart from dancing at the sound of his name.

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"What's the initial dear!?" Mehek was puzzled at the mehendi artist's question.

"Initials for what!?" She laughed at her question.

"I'm asking the name of your hubby!?" Mehek blushed at her words.

"Bhabhi jaan save this pretty blush for tomorrow, for now let's try something new." Saying Falak sat right beside Mehek. She whispered some thing to the mehendi artist to which she smiled and continued her work.

"What are you up to!? What did you say to her?" Asked Mehek.

"You'll know that soon Mehek bhabhi." Falak pinched her cheeks and turned towards another mehendi artist who was waiting for her.

"Masha Allah, Masha Allah..... my beauty queens are looking gorgeous." Said Anaab faking the accent of an old lady.

"Thank you grandma." Mehek and Falak said at the same time. All three giggled at each other.

"Well, the glow on Mehek's face is quite predictable but our little Miss. Falak Murtaza is glowing like a flame trying to draw Wajahat bhai to her like a moth." Anaab's statement made Falak blush furiously.

"Ya Allah! Quiet You!" She hushed, Anaab and Mehek giggled at her reaction.

"The only thing that'll make you preoccupied is..... ummm..... a wish from the bottom of our hearts. Oh my Allah!!  Please find a suitable donkey for our Anaab."

"Donkey!? Hmph!! Mine would be a prince charming with a good sense of humour." She huffed raising her invisible collars.

"Aha!! So that you guys turn your home into comedy circus!?" Mehek giggled at her friends. Unknown that two eyes were stuck on her.

Ateeb who was searching for Tehreem was dumbstruck at the sight in front him. He couldn't force his eyes to move away from the beauty who was soon gonna be his better half. With lots and lots of will power and a good bunch of cursing from himself he forced his eyes down and stepped ahead but stopped short when he heard Wajahat's voice. He turned towards the stairs to welcome the guests.

"Assalamu alaikum!" Greeted Wajahat with a small smile and hugged him.

"Walaikum assalam" Ateeb hugged him back.

"Ya Allah!" Both Ateeb and Wajahat turned towards the painful wail and found Aarish looking ahead with his palm on his forehead. He looked like a kid who was denied a lollipop. He was gazing at the partition with such concern that Hisham controlled his laughter with great difficulty

"Are you Okay!?" Ateeb asked with concern.

"Alhamdulillah by Allah's grace I'm doing good till now but that condition might not last long if the same situation continues." He blabbered to hide the real reason.

"Same situation!? What do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing bhai, he is just sad about that table being empty." Said Hisham pointing towards the food stall.

"Oh!!!Please come in! We'll make sure that you stay happy through out the ceremony." Said Ateeb laughing.

Wajahat headed towards the elders with his friends beside him followed by a worried Aarish Who wasn't worried about food.

And how great was the disappointment which he felt when the situation was the same through out the function till dinner. Hisham, Zaigham and Arqam clearly enjoyed the new grumpy side of him.

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Fariqa and Ashraf were having a close watch on Wajahat throughout the function and they couldn't thank the almighty enough when he smiled at something, it was so long since they has seen him smiling without calculating the situation. 

Fariqa's worries knew no bound at Wajahat's demand of revealing everything to Falak. But all those worries turned into undescribable happiness when Kafeel and Tehreem's reaction were positive. She smiled at her son and stepped towards where Falak was seated blowing her hands.

"Assalamu alaikum aunty!" Falak raised her head at Anaab's enthusiastic greeting and found Fariqa smiling at them. She smiled at her and greeted her with a salaam, to which Fariqa kissed her forehead and blessed her. She glanced at her hands.

"Masha Allah!"

"Yes Masha Allah indeed!!" Everyone around turned towards the source of the voice and found Aarish standing near the partition smiling at Falak.

"Huh!! What are you doing here?" Asked Fariqa holding his ears.

"Ya Allah aunty!! Have mercy!! What did my poor ears ever do to you!?" He asked holding both of his ears. Everyone around laughed at them.

"Oh my dear son!! They did nothing beta! It's their owner who is the culprit!! Don't you feel ashamed of standing here in the ladies hall!!" Fariqa glared at him.

"My goodness!! Never knew you had a Hitler side hidden aunty!?" He said masking a feared expression.

"Well Mr. What is the purpose of you intruding us!?" Said Anaab standing behind Fariqa. A goofy grin made it's way to his face but he masked it quick enough and stated.

"I've come to meet my bhabhi."  He pointed his finger towards Falak.

"Bhabhi!?" Said Anaab raising her eyebrows.

"Yes!!" He nodded.

"Not possible!" She frowned and shook her head, folding her hands.

"Ok! Whaaaatttt??" His antics were clearly an entertainment, for nobody complained about a guy crossing the partition.       
  
"You can't clearly say that if my dear friend is with me, can you!?" With that he stormed out and dragged Wajahat.

"Where are you taking me!" He asked puzzled.

"Well don't worry I'm not gonna kidnap you!" He said dragging him towards the hall.

"Whoa! We are not going inside.!" He said raising his eye brows.

"I want to talk to my bhabhi! You can stand there as a dumb guy you really are!"

"You think I'm dumb!?" Wajahat raised his eyebrows, he couldn't help but feel challenged at his words.

"Oh I know you are dumb!! What kind of fiance are you!! It's your brother-in-law's wedding and you are no fun at all." He huffed.

"What do you expect me to do? Dance!?" Wajahat felt agitated.

"Nope!! Dancing is meant for oldies , let's try something new!" He rubbed his palms with a devilish twinkle in his eyes!

"New!? Aarish Bilal, you've clearly lost your mind."

"Let's make you loose your's" with that he dragged him inside.

The moment Falak saw Wajahat her heart missed a beat! She wanted to run inside but the mehendi on her legs were still wet. Mehek glanced at Falak and found her blushing. She looked at Anaab and winked at her.

Wajahat's eyes bulged out looking at the women who were looking at him smiling. He wanted to walk back to the main hall but had to stop when he saw Tehreem coming towards him. He greeted her with a salaam to which she blessee him back. He walked towards the partition when Anaab addressed him.

"That's not fair Wajahat bhai!" He turned towards the source of the sound and glanced at her.

"Myself Anaab, Falak's bestie!" Wajaht smiled at her but was interrupted by Aarish.

"Nice to meet you Miss. Anaab, but please excuse us!!" He dragged him towards Falak. Anaab all but gawked at him. Aarish made Wajahat sit beside Falak and stood infront of them folding his hands to his chest with a proud grin.

"There now!! I did it!" With that he clicked a few pics of Falak and Wajahat together.

"How can you be so ill-mannered!?" He tapped his foot on the ground with an ugly scowl.

"What!?" Wajahat was puzzled.

"I made you come here, I made you sit beside bhabhi and even clicked a few gorgeous pics of both of you and you didn't even thank me! Forget thanking me you didn't even greet my bhabhi." A smile made it's way to Wajahat's  lips and with that he turned towards Falak. She felt that her heart beat might be audible to everyone in the hall.

"Assalamu alaikum"

"Wa...lai.....kum.... assalam." She stammered.

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