Assalamualaikum!

CHAPTER 15 - THE BIRTHDAY BLAST! (part 1)

MINAL'S POV :

Its 12:00 am. I quickly picked my phone and wished a happy birthday to zuha, she is one of my bestfriend. Its 8th of june, her birthday. And also my friend Aasima's birthday and i wished her too.

I waited for zuha's reply. As always. She never replies. Definitely, she is not having her phone right now with her. Uff! Whose message am i waiting for?!

Aasima's reply came. She thanked me.

"Minal?" He entered the room.

"Hmm?" I asked him, still using my phone.

"Did you saw my black file?" He asked opening his side of drawer. I looked at him he was wearing his black shirt and tie with a black coat. But also wearing his tracks.

He looked at me. I rolled my eyes at him. He is looking like a total idiot.

"What? My client is waiting. Help me out!" He almost screamed.

I frowned. Why is he screaming at me?

"Where are they? Are they waiting downstairs?" I asking glaring at him.

"Tch! On a video call. Will you please help me now?" He asked.

"Who is that stupid? Who wants to have a meeting at this hour?" I asked him, cursing his client.

"Tch! For him, now its a lunch time." He said clearing from his side.

"Thats not my fault. Is it?" I asked shrugging my shoulder.

He looked at me. He blowed out air from his mouth and continued searching. I walked upto the couch and took his shirt from there and there it is.

I took it and handed him.

"You knew that where it is?" Making a disgust face he asked me. I snatched it back from him.

"Okay. Okay. Sorry." He apologised. I handed him back.

He left the room. I took my phone and continued my chat.

After an hour or so, I changed myself into my night suit. Thank god i can pray my namaz now! I had a bath yesterday morning.

I checked the time 1:40 already.

I did my ablution and placing the prayer mat. I prayed tahajjud. I took my hands for dua. I requested Allah for a peaceful and happy married life a head. I thanked him alot for blessing with lovely people around me. Then i took my husband's name and automatically a smile appeared on my lips. I felt blessed to have him as my life partner, he is very caring. I thanked him for my caring husband. I did more of duas.

I folded the mat and kept aside. I looked at the clock, 2:00 already.

I felt my eyelids heavy. I unwrapped my scarf.

Why is he not here yet?

I walked out of room searching for him.

I ran downstairs. I saw Dad's office room's light is still on.

I walked inside and saw him sleeping peacefully on the couch. I chuckled looking at his position.

I tapped his shoulder. He didnt move.

"Shehryaar?" I whispered. He was still sleeping.

"Shehryaar?" I shook him. He was still sleeping. But a small smile was there on his face.

"Shehr..." my words lost in my mouth as he jerked me and i fell on him. He hugged me tight. I landed up on the couch beside him.

"What are you doing?" I whispered gritting my teeth. I tried to escape but he put his leg on my thigh.

My eyes widened in shock.What the hell?

"Urghhh...leave me." He was not leaving me. I was sweating.

I heard the foot steps. I quickly closed my eyes. And the foot steps stopped. I slightly opened my eyes to see dad smiling at us.

I quickly closed my eyes. Shit! Shit! Shit! Its all because of him. Ground swallow me please!

I heard the door closed. I opened my eyes to meet darkness. Woah! Dad turned the lights off.

I tried to move. Then punch him hard. He growled. "What the hell?" He screamed.

"Why are you screaming?" I hushed him.

"Minal? What are you doing here?" His tone was like he was shocked.

Wow! Now he is asking me this?

"I was hugging you." I faked him a smile, which he couldnt see because of darkness.

"Really?" He asked.

"Shut up shehryaar. I was here to wake you up but you..." i cant say the rest.

"You what?" And now he is acting like he dont know. If the lights were on i can see his expression.

"Andthenyouhuggedmeanddadsawthatandthisallhappened.because.of.you." I completed my sentence without giving a space and ended with full speed.

"Say what?" He didnt get that at all.

"Stoping acting around." I pointed my finger at him.

"Tch! I dont know what you are talking about. But you messed up my dream. Huh!" He said and got up.
He switched off the fan and left the room. He was irritated.

What did i do? Oh! So he was dreaming. Thats why he was hugging...wait! Who the hell was he even hugging?

I followed him.

"Uhm...soo...you were hugging someone in you dream. Aren't you?" I asked him out of curiousity. He was climbing upstairs. He stopped.

"How do you know?" He asked me in shock.

"Well, You hugged me so tight that my bones got collapsed." I said.

"Oh! I see." He said and continued climbing stairs.

"What the hell? You are supposed to tell me who is it?" I yelled at him while following him at his back.

"Never mind." He simply said and went inside the room.

"No. No. Tell me. Who is the special person that you are ready to break her bones with so much love and effort, haan?" I asked him as i enter the room. And glared at him.

He removed his coat and was undoing his tie. "How do you know its 'HER'? Did i told you or what?" He asked with an irritated expression.

Ah! Right. May be that special person is his bestfriend or may be his dad or his brother or his...

I was in my thoughts when he interrupted. "By the way. Its 'Her'?" He said and faked a smile.

"I knew it. I so knew it. Tell me who is it?" I asked him. Both of my hands were on my hips. And i was eagerly waiting for his reply.

"A new crush of mine...may be." He said with a smirk. I glared at him. He jerked his shirt away and it landed on the bed.

What a jerk? He is married but still crushing on someone. Huh?! These are men. Never will they ever change.

I was mummbling to myself while glaring at him.

He walked up to me. And stood infront of me. I rolled my eyes at him and was about to turn when he jerked both of my hands from my hips and kept them on his bare chest.

He kept his hands on my waist while smirking at me. I rolled my eyes, ignoring the fact that we're inches away and trying hard to keep the face expression same.

I looked at him. He is showing his 32 to me.

"Aren't you jealous of me having a crush on someone and hugging her in my dreams until her bones get collapsed?" He asked still showing his 32. But i was struck on one word 'dreams'.

Oh! I see. Dreams? Han? He was dreaming of her all the time? Why should i care about him having a crush on someone or doing whatsoever with her?

Because he is your husband, idiot. Hopefully, he just hugged her...what if? No. No. He isnt that much of a bad guy.

Relax. Its a dream dude. Relax.

"What are you thinking about? Say out loudly. I too wanna hear you cursing my crush?" He requested.

"Why would i curse her? Whats her fault? I was cursing my husband." I replied with a serious expression on my face.

He laughed. I raised my eyebrow at him. I pushed him. And threw his pillow on the cold floor.

He frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Die in cold." I bursted and jumped on the bed.

He took his pillow. He was about to keep in his place after rolling his eyes. When i spread both my hands and legs all over the bed.

He took a tour of me and smirked. What the hell he is looking at? I quickly hide my things by unspreading both my hands and legs. And narrowed my eyes at him.

He jumped on the bed with his pillow. "Thanks." He said. I mimmickered him. He chuckled.

"Good night my jealoused wife." He said.

"Same to you my freaky husband. Have a nice dream with your crush. Do whatever with her i dont give a damn about it. And am not jealous. I was just curious about that." I replied.

I waited for his reply. And his reply made me angry, "Will you please switch off the lights? I've to sleep. I promised her that i'll meet her again and will continue in my dream. So will you please?" He completed his sentence with a smile.

I gritted my teeth and glared him. I was facing his back.

How i wish i had a knife right now!

"Minal please." He requested.

"Shut up!!!" I yelled at him. He flinched. I turned the lights off. I took my pillow and i slept on the couch cursing him.

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I woke up. I sat up on the bed and saw him with his regular position, staring at me.

"Why do you always stare at me like that?" I asked him.

"Because i love staring at you." He said still looking at my face, in the same position. He sounded so true.

" I love staring at your eyes." He said without blinking, gazing into my eyes.

My stomach tieing knots inside as i looked into his eyes. His words burning my ears.

"Your nose, your lips." He said staring at my lips.

My heart stopped beating as he stared at my lips.

My gaze unintentionally landed on his lips. I gulped.

He moved forward. A sudden sensation took a tour through my soul.

A bang on the door interrupted us, and in a second i felt like i was dragged back to reality from the novel world inside me.

I looked here and there in awkwardness. While I heard him cursing the one who is at the door. He gave me a uneasy smile.

He got up from the bed to open the door. While i relaxed myself. I too got up from the bed picking up my dupatta from the bed and placed it on my head.

I heard a familiar voice.

"Tauqeer?" He gasped. I quickly ran upto him to check if he actually came or he is fooling me. And it came out to be true.

Why the hell he is here?!

"Assalamualaikum." He showed his 32 to us.

"Wa- walaikumassalam. How came you are here?" I stammered at first then questioned him, out of curiousity.

"Well, just passed from here. So i thought to greet my in-laws. But... after seeing all of your expressions... i think i shouldnt have." He completed with a uneasy smile.

"No. No. Thats very sweet of you. Its just that...i didnt expect you to...you know...show up like this." Shehryaar handled the situation.

He smiled at us. And then we heard a sudden gasp from outside. We jerked our heads to see fatty with a shocked expression on her face.

"Or may be you came all the way here to greet her. " I looked at him and smirked.

"May be? Really??" He asked. Now he definitely came to see her.

He turned to her and waved at her, "Hey!". OMG! That was so cool. I remember my husband never came to see me after we got engaged. He is so boring.

Fatty was strucked there and she was constantly looking at shehryaar, who had this strange 'possessive brother' thing. He is so old. What do he know? He is 90's born. He knows nothing.

Then after a brief second.

"And know it is confirmed that i should denefitely not have visited." Tauqeer faked a smile.

"No. Dont take it that way. Fatty come here." Shehryaar handled.

Fatty came over and "A-as-assalamualaikum."

"Walaikumassalam." He replied and showed his 32 to her. She was looking flushed.

I looked at my husband who is staring the shit out of him. Come on! They're engaged.

"Fatty! Take him downstairs. We will be back in 15. Okay?" I told her.

They both nodded and walked away.

I dragged him inside and asked, "Why the hell you've to stare at him like that?"

He was still in his thoughts. I left him with his thoughts. And started to get ready.

I had a quick shower and dressed myself and was done with my make up and was doing my hair. He kept on watching me getting ready with a smile on his face.

"You are not going to work today?" I asked him.

"I have to but i dont really want to." He said still gazing at me.

"Why? Are you okay?" I asked him in concern.

"Nah! Just feeling a little dizzy." He sounded not-so-well.

So i quickly went upto him to check up on him.

When he grabbed my hand and jerked it towards him that almost fell on him.

My butt landed on the bed just infront of him.

"Wh-what are you doing?" I asked him.

He hold both of my hands in his hands and placed it on his shoulders. My heart beats going faster.

He kept his hands on my waist and pulled me into him.

Woah! What exactly is he trying to do? If he kept on staying this close my heart will burst.

"Just stay here forever." He said that made my stomach tying knots.

A part of me want to stop him and also a part of me dont want to.

He slowly kissed my eyes one by eye. My skin burning under his touch.

My eyes are closed by now. I dont know whats gonna happen next.

"Just dont ever open your eyes, it scares me the most."

WHAT . THE . HELL ???

I opened my eyes to see him smiling like a total maniac.

"What?" I asked confusingly.

"Your eyes are so big and so horrible that..." I punched him so hard that he growled holding his stomach then laughed at me.

I pushed him and got up from the bed. While cursing him i left the room.

I ran downstairs and saw fatty, tauqeer, mom and dad having breakfast. He was cracking some jokes and no doubt mon and dad were laughing. And fatty was just smiling.

"Assalamualaikum." I greeted them. Everyone replied. And dad asked me to join them.

"Where is shehryaar?" Mom asked me.

That idiot must be enjoying the whole incident while recalling it.

"I didnt hear you beta." Mom told.

"Oh! He w.."

"Assalamualaikum." The way he said i can imagine him smiling.

I didnt look up and continued to eat. I am so embarrased.

What was i even thinking about? Really minal? Get that shit out of your mind. God! I really wish i could just go back to the time and erase it. Shit! You cant do that. You are not friends with doremon who can give you a time machine or something.

"Minal?" Mom almost yelled at me.

"Um?"

"What happened? I was calling you like 5th time now." Mom said.

"Its just..." he cut me off and said, " Just recalling some moments...uh?" He smirked.

"You wish." It just slipped out of my mouth. I can now feel everyones gaze at me.

"Um..Can you pass me the juice?" I asked to change the topic but no luck there.

"Or may be you can pass me some?" He asked and eyed at the front. I saw the jug in front of me.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Way to get embarassed again!

I looked at him, He was biting his lower lip, controlling his laughter.

I looked at dad. Who was giving me a confused look. I faked a smile at him and passed him the juice.

And continued my breakfast.

Why god why?

SHEHRYAAR'S POV :

"Can you pass me the bread please?" Tauqeer asked her. She took the plate, and handed him the plate. He covered minal's hand by his, And took the plate from her hand.

I gritted my teeth. How dare he? That bastard.

Then i realised he is fatty's fiancè. So i ignored but still its not leaving my mind.

I saw the uncomfortable expression in her face. Which makes want to beat the heck out of him. But I can't.

I think i've misunderstood the situation.

But still its not leaving my mind. Before I grab him.

I grabbed the hand cloth and kept inside my fist and clenched hard to control my anger.

MINAL'S POV :

Weird.

I felt kind of uncomfortable.

May be because i've never been friendly with strangers.

Oh! He isn't a stranger anymore. But still is strange.

"So, What about you two? Love marriage?" Tauqeer asked.

We both replied at the same time but with different answers.

"No!" Was my reply.

"Yeah!" Was his reply.

I looked at him with a confused look.

"Ah! What did you ask? I didnt hear it properly?" He asked again.

Thats what i thought. Why would he say a 'yeah'?! Dumbass!

"I asked is it love marriage or arranged marriage?" He asked again.

"Ohh!" Thats what he said. And continued eating.

And we rest of us, where waiting for his reply.

"Bhai?!" Fatty called him.

And gave him 'we-are-waiting-for-your-answer' look.

Answer the damn question, you!

"Oh! Yeah." He replied while nodding his head.

I raised my eyebrow at him. With a frown

"Ah! I mean No. Tch! I mean yeah."

"Arranged it is." He ended his sentence looking at his plate.

Which kinda looked like he lied. Atleast to me. But the question is...IS HE LYING?

To be continued...

Assalamualaikum!

Sorry for all the updates.

Its a very long chapter so i divided into two halves.

So what do you guys think? WAS IT EVEN AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE?

Allah hafiz.

-Mrs.Shehryaar-