Umaira's mother is surprised seeing Umaira skipping as she walked towards her.

'Good morning.' She chirped happily and hugged her mother. Umaira's mother is more than happy to see her this way and so didn't say anything.

'Morning Dad!' Umaira greeted her father happily. Her father looked up from behind his newspaper and wished her 'Good morning beta!' he too wondered what has gone into her. He looked at her mother and raised his eyebrows, Umaira's mother shrugged in response.

'Ma! I was thinking.' Umaira said as she is seated on the kitchen slab dangling her legs as her mother cooked Paratha.

'Yes?'

'Let us go shopping. Ethic wear. I want to wear a saree for the reception tonight.' Umaira's mother is surprised. Umaira had hated wearing saree and after much insistence when she had worn a saree in the Mehendi function after which she had angrily sworn to never wear a saree again.

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Mehran had come to work. His colleagues were surprised to see him greet them with a smile. He seemed cheerful.

'Deepa, Sir looks so handsome smiling.' One of the female employee whispered to her colleague who nodded in agreement. Like the other female employees, they watched Mehran with starry eyes.

On his way to his cabin a peon accidently dashed into him slipping some coffee on his business suit.

'Sor-Sorry sir.' He apologized shaking with fear. Mehran patted his shoulder and smiled, 'Get me tissues.' Peon looked surprised. Mehran didn't say anything further he entered his cabin. The rest of the day he worked happily. Even the boring board meetings and the files didn't deter his spirits, he felt elated. He had never felt this much happy in these five years.

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Umaira adjusted the Pallu of her golden beige saree. Her mother had helped her wear the saree. It is a designer one she has brought this morning from a famous boutique. The saree is beautiful beige net saree with delicate golden work. Her blouse pink, sleeveless, V-neck with golden border. Her mother is standing behind her tying the hooks of her blouse. Umaira is happy that the blouse doesn't have deep neck, it covers her back completely.

'Done!' her mother sighed happily. Umaira twisted her body slightly and looked at her back, her smile widened.

'Thank you, Ma!' she said and hugged her mother. Her mother smiled and left the room. Umaira adjusted her Pallu again then her golden waist band. She wore her gold pink glass bangles and golden Floral Jhumkas. She smiled hitting her Jhumkas. She then applied her make-up; powder, slight blush, blood red glossy lipstick and black Kohl. Lastly, she combed her hair, she side parted her hair and puffed it up little in the centre with bob pins and left the rest open. Some resting on her shoulders and rest on her back. As she wore her golden stilettos she heard a door bell. She ignored it and fixed her make-up.

'Umaira, beta come soon.' Her mother called excitedly from the living room. Umaira rolled her eyes, must be some silly girlfriend of hers whom her mother wants to introduce. Her mother gets excited over small things. She adjusted her hair and applied her perfume and walked out from her room. Her smiled faded and her eyes widened seeing Ibrahim and his parents sitting in the living room with her parents. Ibrahim is here, with his parents. Why his parents?