~~•Seventy five•~~

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"Why are you crying? It wasn't something really big. I am perfectly alright now," he reassured her.

Even Andaleeb herself couldn't pinpoint the exact reason for her sadness. He was right that it wasn't a big wound. She wasn't like this. She never became touchy about small things. Even she never cared for anyone this much. However, a worry was lurking in her heart, a fear of something unexpected and bad that could happen. Something that could shatter her heart. Something which would separate her from Masab.

"I want us to consider the last night as a kick for our life. I want to spend some time with you. I want to enjoy everything with you. Each and everything. I just want to forget every bitterness that was present in our relationship before that one night. I want to make memories with you. Can we go somewhere for honeymoon?" She suddenly brought up her wish which made him surprised.

Masab raised a brow, feeling touched up by her own wish for a honeymoon. Allah was very kind to him, for sure.

"Honeymoon?" He repeated.

She nodded. "Yes. I will go anywhere with you. I want to just be alone with you. Just us and no one else."

He caressed her jaw. "I can never say no to you."

A smile struck her lips before she straightened her body to face the car. Masab fired the engine and then put the car on the road.

After remaining quiet for a while, she again stared at him. Her handsome husband who even looked more hot as his whole focus was on driving. Her gaze flew from his face to his bicep where the fresh bandage was placed. It then moved over to his strong and veiny forearm to his hand which was resting over his muscled thigh.

Her heart fluttered over a thin line at his sight. What was happening to her? Sometimes she couldn't understand her condition. Andaleeb couldn't just get enough of him. It became so much pronounced that she asked for a honeymoon herself. However, she wasn't ashamed. She really wanted to spend some time alone with him. That would put the basis of their newly founded love in this relationship.

That was the real love. A feeling that was laced with butterflies, affection, happiness, possessiveness, heartbreaks, and tears at the same time. Whatever she considered before Masab as love was not love at all. And she wanted to drown in this sea of love with the love of her life.

Seeing her continuous gaze over him, Masab diverted his attention towards her and lifted his brow in amusement. She responded with her sweetest smile at which his lips spread as well. However, he didn't say anything. Instead, he held her small and cold hand in his big and warm one before attaching his lips to the back of her hand. He intertwined their fingers and then placed them over her thigh, never leaving her hand for even one second. And the way he was driving with just one arm even made him look more hotter and gorgeous than ever.

She was definitely doomed now, but Andaleeb complained about this at all.

On the other hand, seeing Andaleeb becoming so possessive and yearning for him made Masab agile. Did she just foresee the inevitable or was it anticipation of something horrible by her?

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This weekend, she made a plan with Daneen for a get-together. That was pending for so many days as Daneen and Mohid were busy at the wedding of his sister. Masab had promised her for a honeymoon to her favorite place. Andaleeb was in denial that she didn't need luxurious and big countries for that. She just wanted any place to spend time with him alone.

This love had changed so much that sometimes she couldn't even believe it. She was someone who had always regulated her life for her status. She even wanted to go to Europe for a honeymoon in the past. Yet now everything has changed. Before, she only cared for worldly things. Now she wanted only Masab no matter where. Nevertheless, for her sake, Masab said that he would surprise her with the honeymoon destination one day. Andaleeb was so excited about that. He seemed to know everything about her. She would love to see him choosing what he thought she would like.

The behavior of Masab's family with her was also nice as before. Except Hoorain who now never seemed to even come into her way ever since she slapped her. The girl must have really taken her lesson to not mess up with her. And maybe that was good for her. Before Andaleeb, it wasn't obvious her love for Masab. She was even in denial. Yet now she developed a craze for him. If Hoorain would try to make any mistake, she wouldn't just bear it. At that time, one slap wouldn't be enough for her as well.

This nice afternoon in March, she chose a light green chiffon party gown with small dark green flowers over the fabric. The gown reached down to her feet. She wore matching white leggings beneath. The sleeves were long and the back had a zipper. The neckline was square. The dress matched perfectly with her gorgeous green eyes. Applying a bit of makeup, she enhanced her eyes by applying mascara and eyeliner. Smearing her lips with red lipstick, she completed her look with white strapped high heels.

Andaleeb fervently wore the lock and key-shaped necklace given as a present to her by Masab. A few days ago, she had got it repaired discreetly without his awareness. She was afraid that Masab would get hurt hearing that she got his necklace torn by her anger. The lock and key fit beautifully over her pretty throat. She pushed a delicate bracelet on her wrists and wore gold earrings to complete her look. Giving the lower third of her hair loose curls, she let her hair fall freely over her shoulders. She took a white and green chiffon dupatta over her shoulders.

Shah's family wasn't very rigid in their beliefs. They just had one restriction, and that was to wear a dupatta over her head whenever any woman from their family would go out. Andaleeb had no issue with it. For Masab she could do anything. That was just a small thing. Matching her Western attire with a dupatta wasn't that big of a problem at all.

Giving a final look to herself in the mirror, she grabbed her phone before walking out. The driver was waiting for her already when she reached the porch. She settled in the back seat and gave the driver the location of the restaurant where she had to meet Daneen.

After a ride of half an hour, she reached the restaurant. It was beautiful and cozy. Inside, she could find Daneen already occupying the far corner of most tabless on the left. When their eyes met, her sister got up and then a big grin occupied her face. She was wearing a peach-colored dress, which made her look breathtaking. Andaleeb moved forward and then they hugged each other.

"Dani, it's been such a while..." She mumbled, tightly hugging her.

"It is. You are absolutely right. Tell me how are you?" Daneen asked, grabbing her arms as they pulled away from each other.

Andaleeb just nodded. "I am good. How are you?"

"I am fine too. I feel so nice to see you," Daneen remarked.

"Let's sit. I think I got late and you have to wait for me," Andaleeb offered, pulling out the chair for herself.

Daneen did the same and reclined on the chair. "It's okay, Andi. I didn't have to wait. I just reached approximately five minutes ago."

"Let's order anything. I am so hungry right now," she said, chuckling.

Daneen gestured for the waiter to come to their table with her hand. After ordering the food they wanted to eat, they both focused on each other to talk endlessly.

"It's been a while, Andi. People are forgetting everything. Why don't you just move on? Why can't you just leave all this? I don't understand why you still have to tolerate this toxicity. That guy...that guy literally forced himself on you. He kidnapped you and made you so helpless. You don't deserve to live a life like this. Why don't you strive for a divorce? You can get many good proposals. Why don't you think about yourself? Leave that egoistical man without anyone's help. You have my back. You don't have to bear it," Daneen instructed her, making Andaleeb's jaw drop.






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