Misha & Rayyan Nikah dress.

*Nikah*

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-Misha-

Today finally the day when I am going to call Mrs. Rayyan Asif. It was weird to say it but it is truth. The thought of calling his wife send a shiver in me. I couldn't stop myself from smiling like an idiot but somewhere from inside I am sad. I dream a lot about this day but whatever I dream is all vanished. I dream to be happy when I sit for Nikah. I dream of Mom that she will be there with me but she is not. That was the feeling I am missing right now but this all is happening because Allah wants it in this his way.

Yesterday was the best day of my life with Zayan and my two best friends. Zayan and I do a lot fun. We watch so many movies together, play games, talk about things and we also watch our childhood videos. At night, Waniya and Maryam come over my home to stay. We spend some girl time, talking, making fun of each other. Me and Waniya tell her about our crazy things.

Right now, Waniya and Maryam helping me to get ready for my Nikah. Waniya is wearing Light purple long dress and silver work done in front while Maryam is wearing golden dress with gold work on neck area, Sleeves and bottom.

My dress was selected by Salma Aunty. Waniya bring it with her last night and said Salma Aunty especially brought it for me. The dress is beautiful. It is in light pink color with silver work all over the dress. I had to say his Mom choice is good. Maryam do my hairs and Waniya do my makeup. After they did their jobs they went down.

I am really nervous, what happen after we married? Did he talk to me or continue to play angry man? I already decide one thing if he ask to explain anything I gave him a chance.

"Misha" Zayan voice brought me back. I looked toward door he was standing there wearing in his gray Sherwani. He is looking good as usual.

"Zayan, come in" He walk inside and stood in front of me and leaned back to my dresser.

"You looking beautiful sis" He said looking at me up and down. I smiled at him. He is my sweet brother.

"Thank you Zayan. You also look good." I smiled at him.

"Thank you." He looked down. "I miss you Misha" he said quietly. I stood up from my seat to front of him.

"I miss you too Zayan." I said sadly looking at him.

"Can you promise me to come and stay here on weekends?" He asked looking up at me. I don't know what to say. Did my in laws give me permission to stay here?

"Zayan I can't promise but I promise to call you daily." I said to him. I was trying to hold my tears back.

"Okay" He replied and hugged me. Dad called us down to go for Nikah. I was feeling nervous. Waniya and Maryam both were on my sides as they took me down. We settled down in cars and drove to Masjid.

When we arrive there, my in laws were standing outside for us. They give their salaam and take us inside. We sit on opposite side of Masjid. Maulana (the man who read Nikah paper) first went to him and then came to me with papers and start reading. I accept and sign Nikah papers after Rayyan signed. Now I am officially Mrs. Rayyan Asif. Its give me different feeling. We came out and everyone gave us hugs and blessings. When we finished it, Shehry and Aashir Bhai start taking pictures of us. Aashir Bhai was taking mine while Shehry was taking Rayyan's. We were giving separate pictures with everyone. When everything was done, I turned around to look at my Dad and my brother with teary eyes.

"Misha I miss you so much" Dad said and kissed my forehead. A tear slip from my eyes.

"I miss you too Dad." My voice break. I looked up at him and he wipe his tears and give me a small smile. I look behind him and saw Zayan looking down.

"Zayan." I call out. He looked up and shook his head.

"I miss you. Please call me everyday." He said  while hugging me. We pulled back after few minutes and everyone looking at us. Then I went to my two best friends and give them a big group hug. Waniya is going back tomorrow night. She only comes to attend our marriage. She says she won't be able to attend our Reception which will be held on Sunday. Ahmed uncle, Farzana Aunty and Aashir Bhai give me their blessings and kissed my forehead before saying goodbye.

We sit on cars and drove off from there to his home. Actually my new home. Shehry, Fatima, me and Rayyan were in one car while Mr. Asif and Salma Aunty were in other. Waniya packed my bags earlier and tell me that she set it in his room so I don't have to worry.

Whenever I thought of living with him in one room I got nervous. I mean I never shared a room before. Not even with any girl. If anyone come and stay to my house we stay them in guest room. A sudden break by Shehry cut my thoughts and jumped in surprise.

"Sorry are you guys okay?" Shehry asked looking back at me and Rayyan. We nodded and he sigh in relief before start it again.

What's going with us now? How we live in one room? I was again getting in my thoughts but quickly come back when I feel a hand above my hand. I quickly look down and saw Rayyan taking mine in his. I tried to take my hand out of his but he griped on it. My heart starts beating fast as he refused to leave it. I looked up at him but he was looking forward. I tried few more times to take it back but everytime he tighten his grip on my hand and when I looked at him, he smirked but never look at me. I gave up and let him hold my hand.

Finally, we came to stop. Shehry stop driving and we get out and stand in front of a beautiful house where I came only three times in my life but from now I live her and going to be here after my work and from here, my new life starts.

Another car stop behind us and it was of my in laws. They came out and open door. We all get inside.

"Misha Rayyan go in room and takes some rest. Fatima will call you when dinner is ready" Aunty told us. We nodded. Uncle Aunty went in their rooms. Shehry and Rayyan start talking and I stand there don't know where to go. I never had seen his room before.

"Misha" He call me behind, I turned around to look at him and raised my eyebrows. "Um... Fatima will show you room. You go and change I will be back in few minutes." He said and nodded at Fatima. She takes me upstairs to room. She open it and I was surprised to see it. I didn't expect this from him. This room was a mess. Cloths were lying everywhere, bed, floor, couch. Books were open on his desk. Bed cover is also half lying on floor and covered with coffee stains. He didn't even change bed sheets. What type of person he is? He didn't even clean his room. Only one thing on its place and it was guitar, which I gave him on his birthday because I know, he love to play it.

"Sorry Ma'am Rayyan Bhai never clean his room. Whenever aunty or I come here to clean it, he let us out of his room. Now you have come I hope this room always cleaned." She said looking at me. I nodded at her and she left.

"What type of this room is? Can't he even clean his room once a week?" I said to myself. The dress I am wearing was making me tired. I have to change first before cleaning this mess. I walk over closet and find my cloths. His closet was big and divide it half, in right position there were my things and on left was Rayyan's. I take out simple blue Pakistani dress and walk in bathroom to change it.

I get out of their after changing and start cleaning room. I pick all cloths, set them aside and fold them, then change bed covers and then clean his desk. There is a door next to closet. I open it saw shelves in there where all games were Badminton, tennis, many more and on one shelf was of books, I walk out of that small room and close it. I clean his room, put all things back on their places. When I am done I step back and take a look of room. Now this room look bigger than mine and was painted in dark blue color.

My face was sweaty so I go bathroom to wash my face. I splash some cold water on my face, dry it out with towel, and then walk out. When I came out I saw Rayyan looking his room with wide eyes and then it landed on me. I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Why you do that. I can do it by myself" He said walking to his closet side. I mimic him behind his back.

"I can't live in messy room" I told him before walking out of room.

"Where are you going?" He asked before I left. I turned around and saw him crossings his arms looking at me.

"Down in kitchen to help Aunty" I said looking straight in his hazel eyes. He shook his head and turned around.

"You don't have to. Fatima is already there helping her"

"But still I want to go and I go there if you like it or not" I said sternly before walking out completely. He is so annoying sometimes. I went down in kitchen. I know where it is because one time Aunty took me there. I went in and saw Shehry, Fatima and Aunty talking.

"Assalam-o-Alaikum" I greet them walking to Aunty. They looked up at me in confusion.

"Walaikum Assalam Misha. Why are you here?" Shehry asked me. I looked at him and shrugged.

"I want to help Aunty" I said and look for work which is undone.

"You don't have to do anything Misha, everything is ready. Please don't call me Aunty. Now you're my daughter call me Mom" She said looking at me with smile. Mom? I never felt like this before. The feeling I get when I am with her. She always treat me like mother.

"Okay Mom" I said and tears filled up in my eyes. She step forward, kiss my forehead, and smiled.

"Fatima and Shehry set tables." They nodded and start setting it. Then Mom looked at me "Misha you go and call Rayyan" I nodded and follow her order.

-Rayyan-

The day I have been waiting for. The day when she will be mine. The day we are getting married. I have no words to explain my feelings. I am just really happy but I couldn't show it. I was wearing cream color sherwani with some work in front. Mom chose this Sherwani. She, Fatima, Waniya, and Shehry went for Shopping. They do shopping for everyone even for Fatima who is refusing to buy a dress but then agree only by paying for her dress.

Waniya and Maryam help Mom to buy a dress for Misha because her Mom is not with us to buy it beside my Mom wants to give her something.

Shehry was wearing Blue sherwani and Aashir grey. We didn't take all this to hall because we want it simple nothing big to happen or to show off which she do very easily. If she want she booked city best hotel for it. I went downstairs to see everyone ready. Fatima wearing long red dress with some work. Mom was wearing light purple dress and Dad he was dressed . We all set in cars and then drove to Masjid.

We signed our Nikah papers, then everyone took some photos, and then we all get to home. Mom told us to go in our rooms.

"Rayyan, Zaheer and Hassan were coming here to congratulate you" he whisper in my ear so Misha can't listen.

"But why here? Tell them to meet us at our regular place." I whisper back.

"They said they will be here any minute. We can go with them." He suggest and I nodded. I looked back to see her standing there.

"Misha" I call her name and she turned around. "Um... Fatima will show you room. You go and change I will be back in few minutes." I nodded at Fatima and she take her to my room. I don't want to leave but I have to go or they will be coming in without permission.

As we step outside Zaheer was parking his car. We slid in back seat and tell them to move. We reach our usual place. The coffee shop where we spend most of our time. No one knows about this place but only us.

"Congratulation Rayyan. You look good in this Sherwani." Hassan comment with smirk. I know this smirk it was mischievous. I know they all planned this. We order our regular coffee and cookies.

"Well, thank you." I said. We start talking about random things before they got back to tease me. I already told them they had enough teasing me at engagement day. They were joking about Misha and me that how she bring me back on right paths, and how I follow her orders. I wasn't surprised by their talk because I know she will do that soon to me and I would love to do that. Our order comes and they again start teasing me

"Okay stop doing fun and come to serious topic. Do you find anything about that guy?" Zaheer asked with serious look. I shook my head in no.

"Don't worry we will find about him soon. I asked Shane and he said it will take a bit long but he will find." Shehry said. He tell everything to Shane and give him notes, number and information about Aaliyan.

"I hope so." I said quietly. They nodded. After teasing and serious talk we decide to go back home. They drop us home and went to theirs.

We get inside in home. I walked up to my room while Shehry got in guestroom to change into his regular cloths. He is staying here until dinner because Mom wants him to stay and because again his parents were gone on trip. He is still didn't talk to his parents. I sighed and pushed my thoughts away and walked in my room.

I open door and was shocked to see everything on its place. No more cloths on floor. No papers and books on my desk where I do file work. No more dirt on anything. Did she do all this? I get my answer when another door open and she came out wearing blue dress which looks good on her.

"Why you do that. I can do it by myself" I said walking over to my closet to take my cloths out.

"I can't live in messy room" she said more like snapped and walk out from room. Where is she going?

"Where are you going?" I asked crossing my arms before she goes out. She turned around.

"Down in kitchen to help Aunty" she said staring at me. I shook his head and turned around.

"You don't have to. Fatima is already there helping her" I said going to bathroom to change. I hope she listen and sit in here. I don't want her to go anywhere without me. I get annoyed by her stubbornness when I get her reply.

"But still I want to go and I go there if you like it or not" she said before walking out completely. I sigh heavily and walk inside. This is going to be a long marriage life.

I walk out from there and placed my Sherwani back on it place and went back to my work. I open black file. This file is of the man who try to steal some money. Dad paid his employees if they got hurt doing work and this worker hurting his self once a month for money. Dad didn't know about it but I decide to fire him because I hate people who lying for money.

"Rayyan" I heard someone calling. I looked back and saw Misha standing on door. "Um... Aunty- Mom is calling downstairs. Dinner is ready" I nodded at her and stood from my chair and walk over her. Since when she start calling Mom? We went downstairs for dinner. We all seated and start eating without saying anything. She is sitting next to me and was eating quietly.

"Misha" Dad call her in soft voice. She looked up at him with small smile.

"Yes Uncle?" She asked.

"Are you happy with this? Did anyone force you to marry him?" He asked making all of us looking at them. She looked at me then back at him and smiled.

"I am happy with this Uncle. No one forced me to say Yes for this marriage. I agreed because I want to this. I want a Mother like Mom. I want an Uncle like you who I could call my Dad." She said smiling. She didn't say anything about me. I guess she still angry with me? I have to make her anger go away.

We finished our dinner and went in our rooms. Misha stay down with Mom to talk about things. Like an hour later, she come back to room. I was sitting on bed playing game. I saw her moving to take her cloths before disappearing in bathroom. I let out a heavy sigh. Then something hit me. Where she sleep? Bed? Floor? Couch? I groaned mentally, don't know what to do. I take a deep breath and relax. She will choose where she want to sleep.

She came out fixing her hijab that she didn't take off after coming from Nikah. She is still wearing it. I wanted to see her long black hairs that I haven't seen in 3 years. She looks beautiful in open hairs. She placed praying mat and start praying. This habit of her changed me and soon I also began to pray with her.

I get up taking my night cloths and went in bathroom. I took shower and calm my nervousness of talking to her. We were best friends but now she's my wife. When I walk back in room, I saw her lying on left side of bed with her back to mine. I sigh in relief. At least she didn't choose to sleep on floor or on couch. I carefully went to her side when I heard light snoring, her eyes were close and she was sleeping. I smile slightly and kissed her forehead.

"I am sorry for hurting you. I promise I never do anything to hurt. I love you Misha" I whisper and hoping if she was not sleeping she would listen. I silently prayed that one day I was able to say it loud. I kissed her head once again before going to my side carefully, laying on bed and fell into deep sleep with smile on my face.

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Sorry for taking too long to update.

I got the question about ship-names for Misha and Rayyan. I received few names. I choose three. Miyan, Mishyan & Ramisha. Vote for that you like. I am waiting.

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