Another chapter- sorry for the delay- had reasons one of them was i was SICK- but i updated!!!! Enjoy!!! :D 

But before that- you kow when you read books and you like so much love them that a part of you seems to be with that book as time passes and when you read the book again you get to tears jus coz you love the characters so much? well here is one book i am addicted to aloott! Its got another book too- by XxSeekingGuidanceXx I lov ha books- both her books! :) Dedic8ed to you coz of your book that is forever in my heart! Thank you for such an amazing story! 

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Today was my nikah at the mosque- I must say i was really very eager for this day to happen. 

I smiled at we walked downstairs. Zaki, ammi, Zay and i- my family. 

"Bhai- nervous?" asked Zaki smirking

"Zaki- please don't let me whack your head" I replied as i clenched ammi's hand that was in mine. 

It was the first time we were going out of this mansion like cage since we arrived in India. Ammi had bad memories here so again, don't want her hurt. 

"Chill nah bhai- everything was fine till now- insha allah it will be like this!" said Zay smiling in my direction. 

I was wearing my usual suit- black armani with white shirt. 

"Salaam!" said rahaa and I looked up to see him and his family standing there. My so-called father's family was not there- don't get me wrong- i don't hate them, i just don't like my father- for what he did- of course i have forgiven him as told by ammi but there is always those emotional scars he left that reminded me of what he did. 

"was salaam!" we replied

Since our confront with father- Zay was staying with us- she did not want to go back to them and my step-mother agreed with that saying- her words not mine- "One less Burden off our shoulders" so we gladly took my lovely princess in. 

I smiled at Hasti who was standing there wearing a long white and pink dress and hijab. 

Ammi and Zay walked to her and engulfed her in a huge hug. 

I chuckled at Hasti's reaction which was by the way; a tongue out fake death face. 

"shall we?" asked Rahaa and we nodded. 

We set in the limo that was parked outside- my family in one and Rahaa's family in another. 

we reached the mosque in no time. We would have the nikah before Zuhr and then pray Zuhr and then head home

When i stood infront of the mosque I could not take my eyes off it. Masha Allah it was that pretty. It was white and had blue complextion- pretty. It was not huge nor small- normal. 

"Stop staring at it that way- masha allah this is the most rettiest mosque of this area" whispered Hasti standing beside me.

I turned to look at her

"Indeed" I replied smiling

"Insha Allah we will see Masjid ul Haram and Kaa'bah one dy together" she said and I could not help but smile at her.

"Insha Allah" i whispered 

"Lets go in shall we?" asked Rahaa 

We turned to them and they nodded. 

Hasti led the woman to the woman's side and Rahaa, Zaki and I followed the imaam inside the mosque. 

Masha Allah the interior of the mosque was more pretty. 

"We have worked hard and made it!" said the imaan after seeing my interest in this. 

"Masha allah, it is really pretty" I said in awe

THe imaam chuckled and gestured me to sit on the matress type thing on the floor. 

I set on it and Zaki set beside me. 

The imaam stood up and then held the mike. 

Many people were gathered here- not sure if paparazzi's were here or not- then again its India. 

The imaam began speaking and i listened attentively. 

After about 10 minutes of speaking, he finished off. 

"Okay now I shall ask the lady- in the woman's side for this wedding- Ma'am Aila can you here me?" asked the Imaan and then we heard a voice reply in the speakers

"Yes Imaam sa'ab!" she replied

"Good then- may I ask Hastiaza Humarat Rahaa the permission?" asked the imaam and I heard Hasti mutter a yes. 

"Very well thn-" said the imaam and he recited the Darood ibrahim. 

Soon after he asked me 

"Kaif Zakwaq Shahaan, son of Nabeel Qadir-" I flinched at my father's name and Zaki squeezed my hand "what is the mahr that you shall give to Hastiaza Humarat Rahaa, dauther of Rahaa Ahmad?" he asked me

"200 dollars and a recitation of the verses of Surah Al Nisaa-" replied Zaki smiling at me. 

I was too nervous as hack to answer. Plus I choose surah al Nisaa as it was about women and marrige- something that i was going through now. 

The imaan gestured me to recite the surah and I did so- just a few verses- 

"Yaaa aiyuhan naasut taqoo Rabbakumul lazee khalaqakum min nafsinw waahidatinw wa khalaqa minhaa zawjahaa wa bas sa minhumaa rijaalan kaseeranw wa nisaaa'aa; wattaqul laahallazee tasaaa 'aloona bihee wal arhaam; innal laaha kaana 'alaikum Raqeeba

O mankind! reverence your Guardian-Lord, who created you from a single person, created, of like nature, His mate, and from them twain scattered (like seeds) countless men and women;- reverence Allah, through whom ye demand your mutual (rights), and (reverence) the wombs (That bore you): for Allah ever watches over you.

Wa aatul yataamaaa amwaalahum wa laa tatabad dalul khabeesa bittaiyibi wa laa taakulooo amwaalahum ilaaa amwaalikum; innahoo kaana hooban kabeeraa

To orphans restore their property (When they reach their age), nor substitute (your) worthless things for (their) good ones; and devour not their substance (by mixing it up) with your own. For this is indeed a great sin.

Wa in khiftum allaa tuqsitoo fil yataamaa fankihoo maa taaba lakum minan nisaaa'i masnaa wa sulaasa wa rubaa'a fa'in khiftum allaa ta'diloo fawaahidatan aw maa malakat aimaanukum; zaalika adnaaa allaa ta'ooloo

If ye fear that ye shall not be able to deal justly with the orphans, Marry women of your choice, Two or three or four; but if ye fear that ye shall not be able to deal justly (with them), then only one, or (a captive) that your right hands possess, that will be more suitable, to prevent you from doing injustice.

Wa aatun nisaaa'a sadu qaatihinna nihlah; fa in tibna lakum 'an shai'im minhu nafsan fakuloohu hanee'am mareee'aa

And give the women (on marriage) their dower as a free gift; but if they, of their own good pleasure, remit any part of it to you, Take it and enjoy it with right good cheer.

Wa laa tu'tus sufahaaa'a amwaalakumul latee ja'alal laahu lakum qiyaamanw-warzuqoohum feehaa waksoohum wa qooloo lahum qawlam ma'roofaa

To those weak of understanding Make not over your property, which Allah hath made a means of support for you, but feed and clothe them therewith, and speak to them words of kindness and justice.

Wabtalul yataamaa hattaaa izaa balaghun nikaaha fa in aanastum minhum rushdan fad fa'ooo ilaihim amwaalahum wa laa taa kuloohaaa israafanw wa bidaaran ai yakbaroo; wa mai kaana ghaniyyan falyasta' fif wa mai kaana faqeeran falyaakul bilma'roof; fa izaa dafa'tum ilaihim amwaalahum fa'ashhidoo 'alaihim; wa kafaa billaahi Haseeba

Make trial of orphans until they reach the age of marriage; if then ye find sound judgment in them, release their property to them; but consume it not wastefully, nor in haste against their growing up. If the guardian is well-off, Let him claim no remuneration, but if he is poor, let him have for himself what is just and reasonable. When ye release their property to them, take witnesses in their presence: But all-sufficient is Allah in taking account." I finished

People muttered their "masha allah" and i smiled. When i read this verse the first time with ammi a day ago- i had this feeling- a feeling in my body- a feelng that i was going away from my deen- indeed i prayed and all but yet something was still missing and that was when i realized, i shoudl read quraan- I would as soon as this whole mess is up- insha allah if i can get one soon!

I had memorised that for hours- with ammi- she smacked me when i made a mistake. I was inspired with its meaning though. 

The imaan nodded and continued. 

"Do you Hastiaza Humarat Rahaa, daughter of Rahaa Ahmad, take 200 dollars and the recitation of some verses of Surah Nisa as Mahr from Kaif Zakwaq Shahaan, son of Nabeel Qadir and accept him as your husband by Shariah?" he asked 

There was silence and then she answered. 

"Yes I do" she said and i could feel a smile creep up my face. 

The imaam turned to me

"Do you Kaif Zakwaq Shahaan, son of Nabeel Qadir accept this nikah with Hastiaza Humarat Rahaa, daughter of Rahaa Ahmad?" asked the imaam and i nodded 

"Yes' i muttered. 

"Alhamdulillah the nikah is over- Baarak Allahu laka wa baaraka alaikuma wa jama'a bainakuma fee khairin - let us recite the dua!" said the imaam 

The words he said meant: may Allah keep you in prosperity and confer His blessings upon both of you and may He grant you the favor of living together in harmony! 

I put both my hands in the air and opened them like asking Allah for his blessings. 

The dua was not long nor too short- just perfect i guess- Alhamdullillah- I muttered as i got up. 

People crowded over me and hugged me, congratulating me for the nikah. 

I smiled and minutes later we were called for prayers. 

I stood infront of the mosque with Zaki as people came up and talked to us, went away and then others came up. The cycle continued. I actually found this place quite interesting with the intrigueing people, it made it more intersting. 

After a long time of chit chat with them, it was time to head home. 

Since Hasti had her visa and passport, i guess we would be heading to UK by Sunday. 

The ride back home was sorta- annoying. 

I was with my mother UK, can't call her mother india coz she was not from here and did not like being assossiated with this place- no doubt she loved it! but just the memories- so mother UK, my sister Zay and brother Zaki with wife Hasti. 

I expected Hasti to be shy and blush and all-

yeah? Who doesn't!? I mean she just got married and all that too to me! 

Well guess what? she was sitting beside me, smirking at me and laughing with ammi, Zay and Zaki who was teasing me. 

I sighed as i ran my hand in my hair.

I turned to Hasti. 

"Why do i have a feeling i am gonna be annoyed at home from today onwards?" I asked her with a hint of suspicion that was clear playfullness. 

"I guess so- i mean i have the best mother ever- i have the best Nanad and Dewar ever so why not?" she winked

She called my sister her Nanad- like husbands sister, cute i think and Zaki her Dewar as in husbands smaller brother, weird. 

I grinned as she smiled at me with twinkling eyes. 

"For the love of UK, stop staring at each other!" whined Zaki and we snapped out of our little moment. 

oh i can't wait to get- stop thinking Kaif- I muttered to myself as i shook my head 

"Stop thinking that!" whispered Hasti and i turned to her wide eyed. 

She laughed at my expression. 

"You aint getting to touch me until its official!" she winked and turned to ammi. 

Once we reached her house, i got off the car and waited for Hasti to get out 

I stood there looking at her smiling face as she stared back. 

"Please can we go inside?" whined this-time Zay. 

I broke our gaze and looked at Zay. 

She smirked and winked before heading inside with ammi. 

Hasti linked our arms as we made our way into the house. 

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Married! You have no idea how much time that took me!

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