Happy reading beautifuls...
"You and me!
What a beautiful disaster!♥️🔥"
Author's p.o.v
Whole hall was crowded with guests.
Mahir and Zarlin was not sitting idle on stage but this time walking around and welcoming their friends and relatives who joined them in their reception.
Rafey and Fajar were taking pictures while Wali, Arsum along with Arsh and Burhan were again on their favourite place means in dinning area devouring tasty dishes.
" Take it!!"
Arsh passed a glass of water to Arsum who choked on his morsel.
"Stop proving that we have been starving you since ages. You will get food again too after this function.
Trust me Arsum on this one."
Wali said dramatically.
Arsum rolled his eyes and stood up wiping his mouth with tissue.
"Yar Burhan bhai! Do you like my friendship?"
"um.. n.."
Before Burhan could say anything further, Wali interrupted him.
"I know you do and if you don't then just tell me. I will punch you so hard that you will start loving everything on its own."
Wali grinned innocently while Burhan was throwing deggars at him.
Arsh was busy in rolling with laughter.
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Almir was clicking Ayla's picture when someone called him from behind.
"Yes?"
"Can you click my pictures too?"
Sania asked faking innocence.
"Yeah sure!"
Almir nodded.
Ayla gave her one hateful look and went towards stage where other cousins were laughing.
" You know you have quite good body."
Sania said putting her palms on Almir' s forearm.
"Um thanks!"
Almir said seriously and step back.
"Abhi aa gai na wo to btai gi tumhen."
(She will take care of you after she comes.)
Almir murmured thinking about Tabeer's reaction.
"What?"
Sania asked.
"Um nothing!"
Almir shoke head and got engrossed in his phone.
Tabeer was standing with Hoorain when Ayla whispered something in her ear which made her face red.
" You have nice hair too."
Sania said and was about to touch his hair when someone held her wrist.
" He knows very well what and how he has. You dont need to enlighten and even he doesn't know there are many people to demonstrate it. You dont waste your energy."
Tabeer gritted teeth while giving her a fake smile and yanked her hand away.
Almir curled his fingers making a punch and put it on his lips hiding his smile.
Her reaction was so what he thought.
"I was not talking to you."
Sania said with uther dumbness while glaring at Tabeer.
" He is my cousin and talking to him means talking to me. So mind your hands and stay in your limits."
Tabeer said dominatingly and held Almirs wrist and started dragging him along with her.
Tabeer left Almir' s hand after coming little far from Sania.
"Thank you Tabeerrrrr!!"
Almir grinned while dragging her name.
" You could have stopped her but no you were enjoying and gathering praises. Idiot!"
Tabeer said angrily and left after glaring at him while Almir was standing there with jaw touching ground.
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"Yarrrr!!! Call Ali!"
Samahir whined while trying to keep her hair strands behind with the elbow of her left hand while her roght hand was gripped by a girl who was applying mehndi on it.
" Come on Mahi! I have gave you almost everything you asked and still you are whining."
Hoorain said rolling eyes.
" No you just Ali."
Mahi said shaking head.
"Fine!!!"
Hoorain sighed and went away.
"Fill it properly. I want it to turn dark red in color."
Samahir was saying to girl applying mehndi on her hand who nodded when someone put their arm around her neck pulling her back slightly.
In the thousandth part of a second she got to know who it was.
She knew his smell.
"What's bothering my cartoon?"
Ali asked while pinching her cheek.
"Where were you since whole day?
So now you remembered that you have a wife too?"
She narrowed eyes at him.
"So someone was missing me ?huh?"
Ali giggled.
" Go away! I am not talking to you."
She said taking anger whiel pushing him away with her elbow.
"Ok ok stop moving or you will destroy it. Keep your hands straight. The girl is really doing hard work."
Ali said holding her elbows and made her sit straight.
"Indeed she is!"
She smiled.
"So why were you calling me?"
He asked tapping continuously on her both shoulders as if she was some drum which he was beating with full joy.
"Aha actually my hair are bothering me way too muchhhh. Please hold him at back."
She whined.
"Firstly I am unable to understand that what's the matter of applying mehndi now when all the functions have ended?? and secondly if you are doing so them why are you whinning???"
Ali raised brow.
She looked at him for a moment and then turned her sideways without replying.
Ali sighed and started gathering her hair locks in his fists softly.
She pulled her head away.
Ali smiled inwardly at her way of expressing anger and grabbed her shoulders.
"Sit straight!"
He said sternly and she did so murmuring incoherent words.
Ali took hold of her hair and made sure no hair lock gets spared and kept on standing beside her until she completed.
"Want to eat sowmthing???"
Ali asked sitting beside her.
Her mehndi was completed and the girl who was applying it went away leaving them alone.
Samahir didn't reply and turned her head other side.
Ali shrugged and went away.
After few moments he came back with a plate full of kababs.
"Mhmmm!!! Man they are so tasty!"
Ali exclaimed dramatically while eating.
Samahir was trying hard to stay serious but she could not do it for so long when the mouth watering kababs were in front of her.
"You are so bad!"
She poured while elbowing him.
Ali chuckled and put his one arm around her shoulders pulling him towards him.
"Sorry if I made you angry."
He murmured.
"Its ok! Now give me one."
She said quickly.
" Take yourself!"
Ali said smirking.
" Ali!"
She gave him a serious look while he hide his smile.
"Yes Mahi??"
He asked being as innocent as he could be.
" You know my hands are not free. Feed me!"
She said seriously.
"Is it so?"
Ali raised brow and she nodded.
He took one kabab and brought it closer to her mouth.
Just when she opened her mouth to eat he put it in his mouth quickly.
" Go to hell!!!"
Samahir glared at him and turned sideways making her back face him.
Ali chuckled and hugged her from behind putting plate in her lap.
"I don't want to go somewhere, where there will be no Mahi!"
He whispered near her ear guzzling his nose in her hair.
She smiled wholeheartedly at his little yet cute and heartwarming confession.
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"Akelaaaaaa haiiiii misterrr khiladiii
Mrssss khiladiii chahiyeeeee!!!!"
(Mr. Champion is alone and wants miss Champion!)
Almir was singing at his best while making others ears bleed but when he used to care while singing??
Just then his eyes fell on Hoorain who was talking to a guy.
He wriggled brows and jogged towards them.
" You know I like bike riders way too much."
Hoorain chirped.
"Yeah I forgot to tell you that I am a champion in racing. I have many heavy bikes like kawasaki H2R and many more..."
Arsum's jaw dropped to ground at that guy'sway of impressing her.
"I am sure he doesn't even know the K of Kawasaki."
He murmured while going near and stood right behind Hoorain.
"Woah!"
Hoorain exclaimed.
Arsum cleared his throat getting her attention.
"Hey Arsum meet Shan, sania's cousin. You know he is a heavy bikes rider and won many races."
She said excitedly.
"Hey Mr.shan!"
Arsum shoke hand with Shan while smiling forcefully.
"What happened??"
Hoorain asked looking at Shan whose facial expression were changing showing pain.
"Nice to meet you! Shan!"
Arsum smirked and freed Shan's hand from his strong and tight grip.
"Same here!!!"
Shan spoke hardly while rubbing his hand.
"So you are a racer. Right?"
Arsum asked.
"Yes!"
And Shan was again back to his face proud self.
"So how you learned riding different bikes?"
Arsum asked.
"I am a self taught man."
Shan shrugged proudly.
"Where you ride mostly??"
Arsum asked further.
"On highways or motorways!"
Shan said.
"So you must have seen many motorways while riding them?"
"Offcourse!!! And Lahore Islamabad motorway is my favourite. I visit it everywhere while having a race with my buddies."
Shan smiled.
"Then you must have been to Quetta hotel. I can't believe someone passing from motorway and not being there. It's one of the famous tea hotel."
Arsum grinned.
"Ya... Yes! I go ...there every time I visit."
Shan stuttered and that's when he got into trap spread by Arsum.
" Mr. Shan get back to reality and stop lying cause there is no such hotel."
Arsum smirked.
"What you wanna say? I dont lie."
Shan shouted trying to sound powerful.
Hoorain who was standing there like a dumb listening to their conversation quickly interrupted.
"Oh ho leave it guys."
She said.
" No let me know what he meant to say?"
Shan shouted.
"I just wanted to say that it was such a cheap way to impress a girl Mr. Shan taan. "
Arsum said sternly.
"Just shut up!"
Shan said.
"If you are such a champion then why not have a racing? We also have some know-how of heavy bikes too."
Arsum smirked.
"Y.. Yes why ...not!"
Shan said wiping sweat from his forehead.
"Done! Will see you soon with my squad on your favourite Lahore Islamabad motorway along with some black beasts bikes. Let's see who got what! And make sure to not cry after loosing. "
Arsum said smiling proudly at Shan's condition.
"Lets go, Hooraa!!!"
Arsum held the corner of Hoorain's duppata and started walking signalling her to follow him and she did so.
She turned her head and waved at Shan one last time.
She was amazed the way Arsum called her Hooraa and unknowingly she liked it somehow.
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"Ouchhhh!! My head!"
Samahir scattered on bed whinning.
"What happened?"
Ali asked wiping his hair from towel.
They came home from hall while ago.
It was 1 in morning.
" My head is spinning badly."
She said in a low voice.
"First go and change."
He said.
"I am tired."
"Get up na!"
Ali held her both wrist making sure he doesn't destroy her mehndi and made her stand up.
Ali went towards cupboard and opened it trying to find put something for her to wear.
"Which dress?"
He asked showing two dresses.
"umm.. Ali!"
She said thinking.
"Yes?"
"I want to wear something baggy. Will you mind if I borrow one of your shirts??"
She asked innocently.
"Ok!"
Ali kept on looking at her for while trying to figure out what to say but then shrugged.
"Here!"
He shoved a shirt towards her which he caught expertly.
The shirt was black cause he had no other color than this.
Samahir Humphed and went towards washroom .
Ali was coming his hair when she came out wearing his shirt over trouser with her stroller hanging on her left shoulder.
Ali turned around and looked at her in utter amusement.
"How I am looking??"
She asked excitedly.
" You are looking like a giant bear!"
Ali said being high at honesty whiel her jaw dropped to ground.
" Who the hell said that wearing your husband's clothes make you look cute?"
Samahir murmured rolling her eyes while Ali burst into laughter.
She smiled upon hearing his musical laugh.
Looking him laughing was a rare sight cause he was not the one who always laughs this much that other one gets lost in it.
"I am looking like a bear cause in this shirt 2 Samahirs can fit and I am one."
She said rolling eyes.
" You mean to say that I am fat?"
He raised brow.
" No way dude! I know you are not fat..."
She said seriously and Ali nodded.
"But fattest!!"
She added grinning while Ali glared at her.
"You..."
He turned around to find sowmthing while she ran towards bed and jumped on bed laughing.
Ali smiled at her childish behaviour and took a bottle of mustard oil and headed towards her.
"Get up!"
She did as he said.
"What are you trying to do?"
She asked when Ali sat right behind her and took clip off making her hair scatter on her back.
"I am trying to massage your head. It will ease your mind and will help you to let go on headache."
He said pouring oil on his palm.
She remained quite and nodded.
She was amazed.
Never in million years she thought if this time. The man who used to handle guns was oiling her hair with same hands.
She closed eyes feeling the warmth of his palms in her hair.
He was right!
After few minutes her headache faded away.
"Okay now?"
He asked combing her hair.
"Yeah! It almost faded away."
She said.
"Good!"
He murmured and braided her hair.
"Well... you never asked but your hands are looking beautiful and hard to resist."
He sighed.
She looked at her hands which were red with mehndi and smiled.
Ali turned her around and took her hands and placed them on his eyes not before kissing them.
"What are you doing?"
She asked slowly.
"Trying to charge myself with this peaceful warmth and touch."
He murmured still not removing her hands.
She smiled shaking her head disbeliveingly.
After quite sometimes he left her hands.
She stretched her arms and Ali smiled but his smile faded away when she moved to her side of bed.
"What?"
Samahir asked noticing it.
"I thought you were going to give me a hug as a thanks."
Ali said rolling eyes.
"Keep dreaming!!!!"
Samahir said laughing.
"kya esa ho sakta hai hum tumse pyar mangain or tum hmain galay laga k kaho.. or kuch?"
(Can it happen that I ask you for love and you ask anything else hugging me??)
Ali asked dramatically putting his palm on his heart.
" No way!"
Samahir gave him a toothy grin and hide herself inside blanket whiel Ali sat there frowning and taking care of his heart.
After few minutes when Ali found her sleeping soundly he pulled her closer and hide her inside his arms.
"That will happen soon! That's my promise, meri jan!"
(My life!)
Ali smirked and kissed her forehead.
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