Two people were seated beside each other in a pavilion, Emaan was dried of emotions like it didn't affect him, while the other who sat beside him was weeping silently, as priest was reciting mantras and said "yeh vivaah sampan hua", his voice was fi...
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At Evening.....
Emaan was walking towards the pavilion, where rituals were performing as he was setting his coat...
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.....Emaan's look.....
And Collide with someone, he balled his fist but relaxed and smelled a similar scent.
Emaan looked at his wife, who was looking at his chest as he noticed her looking at his shirt and followed her gaze to see henna was imprint on it.
Emaan heard her words as she said 'ohh sorry patidev humse galti se hogaya aap jaye aur change karle".
He narrowed his eyes as looked at her, who was going towards the other side and pulled her in an instant. Ishqi who was going towards her friends but her breath hitched as he pulled and wrapped his arms around her waist, she glanced his grey orbs that were fixed on her and stared with a smirk.
Emaan stated "wifey you ruin it now you have to rectify it".
Ishqi was looking here and there that if anyone could see them as replied curtly "hum kyu kare woh aapki galti thi joh aap saamne se aaye aur wese bhi kisne kaha tha yeh buttons kholne ko".
Emaan understood as asked with a teasing smile "ohh wifey say directly that you are jealous".
Ishqi glared at him with her black orbs and whispered against his lips "patidev jale hamari juti aur wese bhi aaap hamre hai", she bit her lips as realised her words.
Emaan smirked and kissed her corner of lips, ishqi suddenly pushed him and stated "aap yeh kya kar rahe hai".
Emaan's aura became cold as he spoke in a low tone "wifey don't you ever push me away". Ishqi noticed him as chilled ran down her spine and nodded her head with fear.....
After some time, the wedding started as naina was taking rounds with her husband and all were throwing flowers on them.
Ishqi was also throwing it happily but tears escaped her eyes as felt hand pressed on her wrist, she craned her head to look at emaan who was staring at her with concern in his eyes.
