Everyone was busy when the bride's sister caught everyone's attention.

"Let's play a game—songs or poetry! We can make two teams: one for girls and one for boys!" she proposed, bubbling with excitement.

Everyone liked the idea, and soon they were all seated on the floor. The boys sat on the right side and the girls on the left. Malik's eyes were fixed on Inaya, who was struggling with her scarf, trying to adjust it on her shoulder.

As the game began, everyone sang songs. When it was Malik's turn, he did something that sparked everyone's excitement.

"I won't sing... instead, I'll recite a poem," Malik announced, gaining the attention of everyone present.

"𝑈𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛'𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑠𝑜 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡,

𝐼 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡'𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.

𝑂𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑑𝑦, 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒,

𝐼𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑠, 𝐼 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑢𝑒

𝐼𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠, 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑,

𝑇𝑤𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑.

𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒, 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤,

𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑒, 𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑤.

𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒,

𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑒, 𝑤𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒.

𝑇𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑒'𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦, 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒,

𝐼𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒'𝑠 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑑."🥀

He opened his eyes and met Inaya’s gaze, which was a bit gloomy from tears. A smile spread across his face as he looked at her.

When she heard his voice, she felt a stirring in her heart. The way he spoke with his eyes closed, fully immersed in his words, made her believe he was expressing those feelings just for her.

She couldn’t help but smile back at him. Though everyone around was cheering for him, they were lost in each other, feeling as if the world around them had come to a standstill.

Suddenly, she looked away, her heart pounding crazily in her chest.

Once home, he settled into his bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Inaya's innocent and beautiful face appeared before him every time he closed his eyes.

He smiled like a fool and, as he looked up at the sky with his eyes closed, he saw her again. A cold breeze brushed against his skin, bringing him peace. The combination of the breeze and her memories made him feel at ease.

He went to his mother's room, gazing at the picture on the wall. Sitting in a chair, he looked at his mother’s picture with love.

“I don’t know what’s happening to me, Mom. Her name is Inaya. She is so beautiful, so innocent, so captivating... I can’t describe her in words. She was wearing a white dress with small flowers on her kurti,” Malik said with a smile.

“I can’t sleep. I don’t know why. I’ve never felt this way before,” he continued, standing up to caress the picture.

“I miss you... Why did you leave me like this?” he murmured, resting his head against the frame.

Meanwhile, when Inaya got home, she completed her assignments. After taking a shower, she slipped under the sheets and fell asleep. She didn’t think about Malik as he thought about her.

During the car ride to home, she recalled his voice and how beautifully his lips moved, how perfectly he pronounced each word. A smile crossed her face at the memory, but once she reached home, she busied herself with other tasks.

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𝑽𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. 
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