chapter 22

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Ayesha's Lehenga above ⬆

Ayesha P.O.V

"Bibi g the colour of your henna says you would be loved crazily by your husband" spoke the lady who was applying henna on my hands , All the ladies giggled at what she said , While I just looked at my hands blankly

"Time to right your Hubby's name on your hand" spoke hira in a teasing manner , I looked at my hands which were covered with dark maroon henna , The lady started to right Zubair's name on my palm , never did I thought another man's name would be written on my hands except for Uzair

*flashback*

Uzair took my hands in his and kissed them , I blushed and looked down , he kissed my hands again and looked at them as he was reading my fate

"What are you looking at" I asked him politely

"The hands of my beloved" he spoke and smiled

"Oh really then why are you looking at them like you're an astrologer" I spoke and giggled

"Well astrologer is at your service my love" he bowed

I giggled and asked him

"So Mr astrologer what does the lines of my hands say" I asked him

"They say that there would be always one name written on them " spoke Uzair while looking at me

"May I ask whose name" I asked him while smiling

"Mine" he spoke and kissed my lips , He held my face in his hands and kissed my forehead

"By Allah ayesha I would kill anyone who'd hurt you" he spoke

I looked at his blue eyes , my soul drowning into them

"I love you" he spoke

"I love you too" I spoke and hugged him tight

*flash back over*

I looked at my hands and saw Zubair's name written on them , Tears began prickling my eyes as I thought how Uzair said there would only be his name on my hands

Bhai (brother)came and sat next to me , he placed his hand on my head and looked at me , he frowned looking at the tears in my eyes , he wiped them away I placed my head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around me

"I miss him bhai" I whispered

"I know" he spoke

"You need to move on ayesha" he spoke and kissed my forehead

Mama called bhai so he got up and walked away


*next day*

Today was the day I would be married , Today was the day I would be someone's , Only my Allah knew how I was feeling

I looked up at the mirror , I was looking just like a bride that I'm supposed to be , But still why did I not felt like one ? ..why did it felt so incomplete

I gazed at the pendent that was given by the man whom I always loved and will love

Taking a hold of it and opening it I looked at him , His face shining like a moon , his breathtaking smile ..his bright blue eyes ..everything about him made me fell for him more and more

Kissing the pendent and letting it hand on my neck I looked at myself

You're going to be Mrs Zubair Khan ... I thought to myself

I still remember Uzair's words


*flashback*

"Get ready" he spoke
"For wwhat" i spoke with fear dripping from my voice
"Get ready to be my wife Get ready to be Mrs Uzair Malik " he spoke
I froze

*flashback over*

I didn't wanted to me his wife back then but now I'm dying to stay his widower

Mother came and took me outside , Zubair was standing in black sherwani with red work done on it , he was talking to his mother

He looked at me , His eyes travelled all over me

Bhai came and took me to the other side of the hall

I sat down on a sofa , after some while Zubair came and sat down on the other side , Between us was a see through curtain

The molvi sahab started the rituals

"Do you Zubair Khan take Ayesha Malik as your lawfully wedded wife"
Spoke Molvi sahab (priest)

"Qubool hai (I do)"

"Do you Zubair Khan take Ayesha Malik as your lawfully wedded wife"

"Qubool hai (I do)" spoke zubair

"Do you Zubair Khan take Ayesha Malik as your lawfully wedded wife" spoke molvi sahab again

"Qubool hai (I do)" spoke zubair

"Do you Ayesha Malik take Zubair Khan as your lawfully wedded husband" asked movli sahab

"Qubool hai ( I do)" I replied

"Do you Ayesha Malik take Zubair Khan as your lawfully wedded husband" he asked

"Qubool hai ( I do)" I replied

"Do you Ayesha Malik take Zubair Khan as your lawfully wedded husband"

"Qubool hai (I do)" I replied

Molvi sahab gave us nikaah nama (marriage certificate) to sign on

"Mubarak ho (congratulations)" spoke Molvi Sahab

Everyone came and congratulated us , I looked at my ring that belonged to Uzair

I was no longer Mrs Uzair Malik but Mrs Zubair Khan



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