The feeling of being an achiever is always high. It can make you drunk on ultimate happiness when you know you've received what you had to deal with the panorama is a blessed feeling, especially if what you've attained is the one you love and who loves you. It's amazing. Who would've thought that one meeting, by mistake, would be the reason for one's happiness and desire!

Sikandar would've never thought he was going to get someone who loves him, someone who was willing to grow old with him. Someone who doesn't care about how twisted his ways of loving was! Someone who loves him more then he love himself or anyone! The feeling of love was out of the world.

You may get what you desire, If you ask Him with your sincere heart, then no hindrance can stop you getting what you've asked for.

Sitting Infront of Moulvi, Sikandar was having hard time controlling his emotions, his happiness knew no bound today. He couldnt comprehend if he was this excited then what would be the condition of Noor-Ul-Ain. He mentally laughed imagining her feet bouncing while she clawed on her nails.

The time came, for what he and his lover had to go through hell. If he did go through hell then he can't say anything about Noor-Ul-Ain. Cause she became the hell!!

The Moulvi was telling them about the importance of nikkah, the importance and responsibilities of getting married and getting a wife, and the rights of being a husband. Sikandar was listening everything intently. His attention wasn't shifting.

He may had ill intentions in the start, but he can never disrespect a relation as deep and loved as Nikkah! He will fulfill everything from his side, and he also have hopes from Noor-Ul-Ain! The Moulvi then went on with Surah's that he recited with him and in the last, he heard what he wanted to. He said what his heart has desired!

"Sikandar salaar, Wald sajid salaar kya apko---" everything passed in frenzy. All he heard was himself, his loud and confident voice saying Qabool hai. Three time. Yet those three time's were enough for the huge grin to split on his face.

The Moulvi too, suppressed his smile seeing the overly excited man! Oh how good it feels to finally see a happy man during marriage! Sikandar looked towards the covered side of female, where his Aini was sitting. The thing saperating them was the flowers curtains!

He breathed calmly, hearing the shaky yet sweet voice of his aini. He turned around sensing someone's presence and it was shehryar standing behind him. Shehryar upon seeing sikandar looking at him, had to turned around to wipe the tear's that had gathered in his eyes, seeing the huge beaming smile on Sikandar's face.

Sikandar laughed out loud, alerting everyone standing there, not many but the Shah's really had invited many! He sent apologitic look towards sheryar who had one thing in his mind that was to slap sikandar for making the attention shift to him, even of mahal. He really had gone overboard crying! Sikandar doesn't respect him! Oh Allah!

The drama was enough, it was already hard for newly married to control themselves that by the time everyone meet him with hugs, he was close to throw tanturms, while sitting on the floor. Shehryar snickered looking at sikandar's face while hugging with some uncle. Mahal upon seeing him teasing her lala, pinched him! Sometimes his wife is more of sikandar's bhena then his wife!

The curtain loosely fall on the ground, Noor-Ul-Ain's breath hitched when the cold flowers touched her feet. Her gaze was down, but she had seen sikandar's feet infront of her. She gulped, sensing him sitting on his knees, once again.

Sikandar breathed deep and pulled the veil away from her face, the veil that was stopping him was now not in his way anymore. He understood the meaning of breath hitching cause his did. His hands fall lifelessly on her lap, she was still looking down.

Sikandar's eye shed the first tear that had almost everybody in shock. Some were happy while some were themselves crying. Some were having guilty eyes while some were enjoying the misery! That was sheryar. Now sikandar can know the protectiveness of having a wife!

Noor-Ul-Ain too looked up, sikandar was shedding tear's! She gasped and smiled. He looked deliciously handsome while sitting infront of her, she couldn't help but cup his face. And wipe the tear that leaked, from his onyx black pretty eyes, in which she often found herself getting lost.

Sikandar, upon feeling her cold finder's on his warm and flushed cheeks, he got out of his thoughts and smiled back, before leaning till his lips were touching her forehead. He stayed there until he felt sukoon. Until he felt completed. He pulled back when he heard so many shoutings and hooting.

From shehryar, his sister's and his aini's cousins. Noor-Ul-Ain looked down once again, flushed. She was blushing? That's new! But oh how his ego boosted ten times more seeing her blushing for him! His heart did dance, yet he had to stand up. He took her hands in his, Infront of anyone cause he wasn't afraid, not that he was before, but it was halaal now!

Arsalan stepped forward, noor looked up at him and placed her head on his chest, softly whispering " sorry baba... And thank you" that had Arsalan confused.

" Kis lie noori?" She smiled and smothered his cheek with kisses saying " apko or mama ko pareshan karne k lie... or mairi baat or khushiyan rakhne k lie" Arsalan smiled and pecked her forehead that followed till everyone met with her, the funny thing? Her hand was still in his hand! He wasn't letting it go!!!
(For what noori?)
(For making you and mama worry, and thank you for keeping my words and happiness)

"Arsalan sahab... Agar apki ijaazat ho to... Kya mai kuch din k lie Aini ko Quetta le jau... promise apko bilkul sahi salamat mile gi meri biwi wapas" sikandar, at last after gaining his confidence said in authoritive voice, pressing the term His wife to let the man know, he's now taking his wife..not Arsalan's daughter!

(Arsalan sir, with your permission, can I take aini quetta with ne, I promise you'll find my wife safe and already!!)

The demand had everyone wonder what sikandar was? How can he ask a father for his daughter but that's the thing that made Arsalan like sikandar for his daughter more. He may be hard headed but for Arsalan, sikandar knew what he should do always. Sikandar was the decision maker, not the thinker.

Arsalan nodded looking at Rubaab" bilkul ley kar jao apni biwi ko, mujhe or meri biwi ko Sahi pareshan kia hua tha tumhari is chaheete biwi ne" Arsalan taunted Noor-Ul-Ain who hide herself behind the sturdy back of sikandar.
(Yes, ofcourse. Keep your wife, she has made me and my wife mad!!)

Her baba hadn't left a chance to taunt her since the time her engagement was fixed with him. Arsalan was hurt, he was angry but he was happy in the happiness of his daughter. What more could he even ask for! The journey to Quetta started with the new couple that were heavily influenced by each other! The journey that held alot of surprises, confessions and alot more!!
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The hill that had seen him breaking down. The hill, that had heard his broken sobs, voices and painful screams. The hill, that had whitnessed his peak point of happiness. The hill, that had whitnessed his confession. This hill knew all the secrets of sikandar salaar.

The same hill, where he was seeing his wife standing on the edge, her arms in the air, as she was feeling the cool breeze on herself. Enjoying herself. While he was sitting on the Bonnet of his Rang rover.

Sikandar's face had the smile, the peace that nobody knew they could see, especially sikandar himself. He was standing there, with his wife, how could he not be happy.

Noor-Ul-Ain turned around, giving him a quick glance before turning again. Sikandar raised his eyebrow at her back before standing up and moving towards her. He reached behind her, a little too close to her, making her stunned in her place, yet sikandar didn't faze a bit.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back more till she was resting against his chest, he also placed his chin on the top of her head. Exhaling the peaceful breaths.

"Khush ho?" He couldn't help but ask her, she turned around in surprise. "Kya lagta hai?" She didn't answer but asked him instead, he chuckled "mujhe lagta hai sathwe asmaan par ho" she shared him a sneaky smirk. He laughed" itni khush fehmi kyun" she asked once he sobered " haee.. jaan leleti ho...jaan dedeti ho . Or kehti ho khush fehmi kis baat ki" that had her blushing.

(Are you happy?)
(What do you think?)
(I think, you are in seventh sky!)
(Why so over confident?)
(Haee, you kill, you die than ask why this happiness?)

She cleared her throat " aisi baat nhi hai. Itne Romantic nhi hon ap..." He flushed her more against him, before turning her around. Hooking two of his fingers under her chin, he made her look up. "Ye jo tumhari aankhen hai na, is mai mujhe apne lie bhot piyar nazar ata hai Aini. Ye ankhen mujhe deewana kardeti hain ye soch kar k mujh se, aik larki hai, thori pagal... Lekin paglon ki shiddat wali muhabbat karti hain, ab banda khush bhi nhi ho, ye to na insaafi hai na?" sincerity, the raw emotions his voice had, made her look up at him with shining eyes. Eyes that held thousands of galaxies.
(Its not like this, dont be so romantic!)
(These eyes of yours held so much love for me, they made me mad! By thinking that Someone, a girl, a little mad, love me till the limit of madness! Now If I cant be happy still, then its injustice!!)

"Sikandar. Ap meri zindagi ke sabse anmool cheez ho, kabhi apki chor kai jane ka khayal nhi aya lekin jis din aye ga, us din mai mar jaungi" her eyes held tear's too. " Shhush. Aik din ki dulhan ho meri, marne ki baten kyun karrahi ho?" He stopped her, for the sake of his bleeding heart.

( Sikandar, you are precious thing in my life, I've never thought of leaving but if I do, I know I'll die!!)
(Shhh, you are my bride of one day, why are you talking about death?)

" Lekin mai jhoot nhi keh rahi, mai... Mujhe lagta hai mai marjaungi lekin apse kabhi door nhi houngi!" The tear slipped. That he wiped away immediately. Taking a deep breath he places his lips on her eyes. Her eyelash fluttered. She flushed...
(But Im not lying!! I think I'll die but I'll never be away from you!!)

"Apne lie nhi to meri sanity k khatir chup kar jao larki!! Itni aziyat kis cheez ki de rahi ho" she smiled and looked up.
"Sikandar?" She called him out, he hummed, Noor stood up on her toes, it was hard getting near his ear, but he helped her, he picked her up effortlessly. Her feet hunged in the air, she laughed. Making him close his eyes in pure bliss.

(If not for yourself then be quite for my sanity girl!!. Too much suffering for what?)

Noor sobered up" Mai Apse bhot pyar karti hun!" He opened his eyes, his tongue didn't stand to reply her back, his movement stopped. Noor looked at him still with shining face. He lick his lips before putting them on her, making her completely immovable. His lips on her, with slight pressure. She breathed shakily. Sikandar upon seeing her eye's shut, moved them slightly. (I love you so much!)

She was still in his arms, He kissed her, showing her what he could offer. His eyes were wet, yet they were shut. His lips were doing wonders on her, he pulled her more closer, her hand went towards his neck, clasping them around it and she too put the pressure on the kiss.

Sikandar pulled back, and smiled while putting his forehead on hers. Completely out of the breath. He was so soft, so loveable, for Noor he was hard to understand sometimes! "Wow' she whispered making him laugh.

She once again kissed him, this time he put her on her feet back, her hand wandering in his hairs, his one hand went towards her waist while other clasped around her neck, putting slight pressure to the certain place that had her moaning and gasping. Her hand unknowingly pulled his hair, Making him groan against her mouth.

He squeezed her neck, she gasped giving him the access of her wet carvan, his tongue clashed with hers, she fought for dominance that he didn't let her win. He pulled back and groaned "I swear larki...rukjaoo Itni zaalim to na bano"
(Girl!! Stop it! Dont be so cruel)

She distanced pherself from him, shyly and said " okay nahi karti... Ab ap mujhe le kar chalen kahin or" he opened his eyes, "kahan?" And she excitedly rant about the places she would love to visit with him. Sitting in the car, beside her. Sikandar had found the sole reason of his sanity, his peace. He muttered the prayers of gratitude as her voice still shaky with the excitement entered his ear. The one that soothe his soul. The one that put smile on his face. He could only thank his companion.

(Okay, I wont do it, now take me somewhere?)
(Where?)
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Indeed, Allah Is With Patient!
The Quran 08:46
(Surah-al-Anfal)
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Hi....
Mabrook!!!
Shadi hogai, ab barbaadi baki haii
🌚🌝

And, I had GT as you know, I was tired after coming home yesterday, I slept like a log!! i woke up directly for college!!

And now, As we are on the Third part of our book, It will be little sad!

I've stored so many things for all of them!

I love writing but for somedays, I wasn't really putting efforts, Not in this chapter tho, cause I was excited for Noor and sikandar and my energy has returned back! More exciting things.

This book will be maximum about Fifty chapter? Idk, it can be more but not less certainly!!

Look at the charpai!! Its in sikandar's dera!!!