Note: All characters in this Chapter belongs to @simonesaidwhat . This chapter is a fanfiction of her story Arabian Nights. This chapter is about Zayn and laleh's wedding ceremony.
I have tried my best to do justice to yours truly Simone Shirazi. Although it can never be as good as her work , but I hope you all will like it. Please ignore the typos and grammar. I tired my best to do corrections. My English is not excellent like hers. The image also belongs to @Simonesaidwhat .

Yours and Only Yours.

Laleh was sitting on her arm chair in their room, rocking it slowly to and fro. She closed her eyes for a while and a drop of tear slides down her cheek.
Small cry of her newborn son Rayn brought her back from her thoughts.
She stood up and held him closer to her heart.
"Hush, hush baby. Momma's here." She whispered in his ear.
After a while Rayn drifted off to sleep. She put her down in the center of their bed and took a seat besides him. In eight years of their marriage they had never been apart for more than a week. But this time it was almost a month since she saw him.
She knew he was busy in a very important deal about the contract of Zayna oil corporation. They wanted the contact of exporting oil to Asian Countries very badly. Especially at this time when their country was going through some financial issue.
Last night when Zayn called all the way from China , she had made sure not to make her pain visible to him in her voice.
She had never been apart from him especially today. Today was the most important day of their lives. Today was the day when they had taken their vows for a long life ahead.
She still remembered her shaking voice while answering the Imam,
"Qubool h , I accept it." She had said in English.
These simple phrases had changed her destiny. From Laleh Esfandiary she had become the upcoming Queen of Malikbahr. But the most important thing was , she had given her soul, her heart and her body completely to Zyan. Every breath she took since that day belonged to him.
He was her shohar and she his hayyati.
While thinking all this she drifted to a small nap, but just after a few minutes her eyes opened on the sound of Azan.

It's the time of Fajr. She thought.
It was strange now ,that the girl who never worshiped had become so religious. May be this was because Allah had given her every thing she never thought she deserved.
Now she prayed all five times a day. And her life had become the best of bests.
Leaving baby Rayn sleeping, she went to do Vudhu and offered her prayers to Allah.
When she raised her hand to do Dua, a drop of tear fell on her palm.
Zayn, I miss you so much. May Allah keeps his Sympathetic eyes on you. She prayed.
Since their 1st marriage Anniversary, Zayn was the first to wish her. But today he cannot.
It saddened her to the core of her heart.
While she was thinking all this still sitting on her Janamaz, her phone vibrated.
Who might text me early in the morning? She thought.
Her face lifted up when she saw what was the notification on her phone. It wasn't a text from someone, it was a reminded.
She didn't remembered adding a reminder on her phone, may be it was Zayn.

"Happy 8th Anniversary my Princess. I wish I would have been there to celebrate our most cherished years together. But work kept me away.
I am sorry.
I can't do much sitting over here, but I left something for you in your favorite book.
Yes, go to the last Chapter of Arabian Nights and there is my heart waiting for your love.
Meet you soon.
Give love to our gems.
Especially my Rayn.

Love you more than life.
Yours, Zyan. "

Her heart warmed up seeing this message from her life. She read it again and again until she was sure she wasn't dreaming.
Then without thinking about her next actions, she went through her book shelf and took her favorite book out.
Arabian Nights.
It was a gift from Zyan on her first birthday after marriage along with ten others. but this became her favorite.

She hurriedly opened the last chapter, her heart flushed with all the love she had for her husband.
A letter. She loved to read Zayn's letters. They were the reason she coped up with the most tough days of her life. When Khalid was in jail after their father died and she was away from Zayn due to her own personal reasons. His letters to her was the only ray of hope.

She kissed the letter and went to sit besides Rayn on her bed.
Slowly she opened it.

To my most beautiful Flower,
My blossom in the dawn, my Laleh,

I know I haven't wrote to you in a while because I never felt the need to. You are my life and you are with me. What can I ask more than that from the Almighty?
I know I should have been with you today but I am sorry I wasn't able to make it. So I asked my youngest sister to put this letter in your book, because I wasn't sure if I would reach to you on time for our anniversary.
I still remember that day when you became mine.
I never told you how I felt. So I thought what would be better than sharing my feelings of our wedding day with you.

The story starts from the morning of our wedding day. I woke up early to pray for Fajr and asked Allah to do what is better for us.
I tried to have a little sleep before our ceremony started, but I wasn't able to.
My mind was filled with your thoughts. That day when you accepted my proposal was one of the best days of my life.
After 3 hours of turns I thought it won't be possible for me to sleep.
My stomach was turning in knots like a thousand butterflies were captured inside. I know it is strange, boys usually don't have pre wedding glitters. But you can't blame him when someone will be going to marry a beauty like you.
Soon, my servants came with the dress you had chosen for me for our wedding.
Seeing the Suit you had send for me felt like a bliss, because you know I don't know much about formals and especially events like this makes me nervous.
I took a quick bath and wore the dress you sent me. Absent mindedly I took a selfie and just when I was going to send you my pic Mahmoud came into my room.
He informed me that it wasn't a good sign to see each other before Nikha. So I stopped the urge to send my pic.
I went to my Ammi and baba to take their blessings , you know what they said?
They told me that I am the luckiest man on this planet who's marring the love of his life, especially when you are my love. You are one of the strongest women they have witnessed. They would be more than delighted to have a daughter in law like you and not to mention that you would be the best Queen Malikbahr will ever have.
These words although were spoken for you, but my heart bloomed with pride.
At exactly 10 in the morning I entered the hall where our Nikha was to take place. I sat down along with others on stage on the other side of the veil waiting for the imam.
I literally had a panick attack when I came to know the flight of our Imam was an hour late!
I asked father if he could arrange some other Imam. But he neglected by saying that he was our royal Imam and he performed all nikhas in our family.
So just because our Imam was an hour late coming from Saudi Arabia , our wedding shifted to the time after Zohr prayer.
That Two hours was like two eternities for me.
All I wanted to do was make you mine.

Finally after what seemed like eternity, Imam came. I was getting restless, sitting in the other side of the stage they had build for our rituals.
And then you came, embedded in pearls and diamonds. Every pair of eyes in the hall turned towards you. Although I couldn't see your face because it was covered in hijab and your eyes in veil but still the way you walked towards the stage made my heart skip a beat.
You were beautiful in everyway.
You stopped near the stage and while you were climbing up , you were about to fall on the floor.
I stood up from my seat but before I would have reached you, Khalid and Mahmoud saved you from falling face down.
That time I felt a sudden satisfaction that now you have all you deserved. A brother who loved you like a father and a caretaker who became your second father.
To me you are a dream come true!
They helped you climb up the stairs and once you were seated the rituals started.
My heart stopped when Imam asked you that if you wanted me as your husband, and you didn't replied for 2long minutes.
But finally when you said "Qubool , I accept." I literally wanted to bow my head in Prostration. All I wanted to do was to thank Allah, who showed me that beautiful and blessed day.
Then Imam came to me and I said "Qubool h" even before he asked me.
Yes, I know everyone started laughing on my restlessness.
Finally we were produce man and wife and our nikha was done.
I can't explain you the way I felt at that time.
A sudden fulfillment , like I found a very important piece of my soul.
I felt complete.
Then they showed me your face from a mirror under your veil.
Your beautiful eyes were down and your lips in a small smile.
At that moment I felt like the richest man on earth.
Not by money but by love.

I have said it a thousand times and I will say it again.
Laleh, my love, my blossomed flower , my ray of light.....
You are the most cherished possession I have. You gave me my beautiful gems.
My children, our children.
And no body can ever make me feel like you do.
I love you my Queen. And will always love you with all I have.
I and my love belongs to you and only you.

Yours and Only yours,
Zayn

Tears were rolling down Laleh's cheeks. She had never thought a man like Zayn would love a girl like her so hard. She read the letter again and again, it made her laugh at some points, like when her wedges stuck in her gown and she was about to fall and sometimes it made her cry , when Khalid saved her from falling.
They had never thought he would make it to their wedding, but he got a bail for half an hour just for her sake.

She can't stop thanking Allah the way he altered her life and made her the most luckiest women in the world.
She had a loving and caring husband, a brother who loved her more than his life, a guardian who was a father in disguise , loving in laws and their beautiful kids , it made her heart filled with love whenever they called her Momma. Yes, last but not the least her stupid friends especially Tilliana, who are always there with her in all ups and downs.
She closed her eyes and hold the letter closer to her heart. She didn't remember when she drifted of to sleep. All she knew was , it was the best she had had since Zayn left for China.

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Writer's Note:
Pheeww , finally I did it!
I wrote what was on my mind.
I know may be I haven't explained their wedding day in detail. But here I wanted to outline their feelings on the most special day of their lives.
Yes, somewhere I have used words like, Qubool h, which some of you will not understand because they are in Urdu.
I am not very good in Arabic but I know a little Urdu.
Here are some meaning of the words I have used.

Qubool h- I accept it.
Azan- calling for prayer in Muslim trilogy.
Vudhu- a processes of washing your face and other body parts before worshiping.
Janamaz- a piece of cloth or mat on which we perform namaz
Namaz- the way Muslim prays
Shohar- husband

I think I have covered most of the words. But if you have any other doubt please feel free to comment.

Dedicated to simonesaidwhat .
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