Aayat woke up to the crying sound of her son who was sleeping in the baby cot kept near her side of the bed so that she can easily get him whenever he cries in the middle of the night.
Hriday too woke up and before Aayat could get up and get their son,he beat her to it and picked his son in his arms rocking him so that he gets back to sleep.
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Aahad Imityaz Khan x Inaya Ahmed Suleman The qasi forwarded the nikkah nama in front of them. She could hear the silence again, the slow noise of the scribbling of pen against the papers. Her now husband was signing the nikkah nama. It was forwarded to her. The trembling hands of the seventeen year old picked the pen decorated in white and intricate floral designs. Her nervous fingers pressed the pen hard against her skin to hold it firm near the nikkah nama. It wasn't just the weight of the pen and the burden of sliding it to make a signature but the life changing decision she was about to commit. The world seemed to be at pause as she stared at the paper. The sign she was about to draw would bind her to a new chapter, to a man she barely knew. She felt a tsunami of emotions nervousness, fear of the upcoming, and a faint hope that this path she choses for herself would lead to something good. Her fingers tightened around the pen, her breath catching as she signed her name. Her could not leave the sight of the signed nikkah nama. Her life changed She changed Her identify changed She wasn't INAYA AHMAD SULEMAN as she was born. __________________________________________ " Par aahad tumne kaha tha ki rukhsati abhi nhi hogi fir yu achanak faisla badalna? " His mother asked. " Ha aahad innu abhi choti hai 17 saal ki hai isse main rukhsati karna.... " Her brother tried to say " Main chahta hu meri biwi mere saath rahe " He said shutting everyone's mouth. Inaya's heart skipped. Not from joy. Not from fear. But from something far more terrifying A marriage she never dreamed of. A man she barely knew. A life she hadn't prepared for.
Iti Sehgal × Shiv Pratap Singh Rathod "Iti,aapne sindoor kyu nhi lagaya h?shadi shuda h ab aap,yeh toh suhaag ki nishani hoti h,bina sindoor lagaye sabke saamne jayengi toh log baatein karenge"She said as she saw that Iti hadn't applied vermilion in her hair partition. "Maaf kr dijiye....hum...hum bhul gaye the"Iti said getting scared that she would get scolded now. "Yaad rakhna seekh lijiye kyuki log baatein krna nhi bhulenge"Nanisa Hukum said and Iti nodded. "Hum abhi lagakr aate h sindoor"Iti said but Padmini Devi stopped her and instead asked a househelp to get the kumkum from the mandir of the palace. Shiv stared at Iti,her eyes staring right at him before she looked away not being able to stare into his intense gaze. ____________________________ "Hum thik h"Iti said softly her voice barely audible if he wasn't paying all of his attention to her. "Hamari taraf dekhiye jab aap humse baat kr rahi ho"Shiv said in a not so gentle voice,he wasn't used to people not giving him attention! Iti immediately stared at his face out of fear.This was the first time he had spoken to her in that tone. He had always been gentle and soft spoken what happened to him? "Hamari taraf dekhiyega agli baar se jab aap hame kuch keh rahi ho,ya hum aapse kuch keh rahe ho"Shiv simply stated and she nodded her head at that.
Nirvair Sehgal × Iknoor Iyer "Kya hua h?"He asked as he stood in front of her staring at her teary eyes. "Me..meri payal kho gayi h"Iknoor said as more tears fell down her eyes. He sighed. Sure he didn't want this marriage but she was his wife now and anyways he didn't like her crying. "Relax...mil jayega,mein dhundta hu"He said as he started looking for the silver pagal she had worn during their wedding. A flash of light reflected from the swimming pool and he sighed in relief when he spotted the silver payal upon a close watch. Without waiting for any second,he straight away jumped into the pool. Iknoor gasped at his actions.It was freezing cold in Vishakapatnam and he jumped into the icy water. He emerged out of the pool,water dripping down his body,his biceps flexed as he moved his shoulder length hair back and walked towards her, holding the pagal in his left hand. Iknoor forwarded her hand to take it from him but she gasped for the second time that night when instead of giving it to her he bent down in front of her. Slowly lifting her saree a lil above,he tied the pagal on her left ankle. "Dubara mat khona isse..... it's getting cold get inside"He said and left leaving behind a very surprised Iknoor. She fell first,he fell harder.
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