After all the unpacking section were we received mostly cups and dinner sets and dress, I let out a tired groan as I let my back on the mattress.
"Thankyou" I hear Ziyan thanking the old lady who helped us clean the room were so many wrappers were thrown.
Its almost evening now, god we wasted so many hours by just unpacking and praising the gifts.
Let's not forget how Naim got upset seeing so many gift, well he did not get upset because he did not receive any but because he did not gift me one. He is the cutest I know, whereas my brother sneaked one beautiful painting which I glared at him to not dare ask about my gifts but the husband beside me gave me a glare instead and asked him to take the beautiful painting with him.
The smirk my brother threw at me discreetly didn't go unnoticed by me, the sole reason why I hate siblings is this.
He should learn something from Naim.
"Oh god I feel like someone is drumming my back" I groan as I roll my body to release the tension my back is feeling.
I take a peak at Ziyan who is grabbing some frames which were gifted and walks towards the closet to probably keep them their.
I spread my arms feeling so tired when all I did was awing the gifts while Ziyan and fuzail did all the work.
"Ziyan when will I get your room?" I question the question which is bugging me since morning.
"Probably by tomorrow" he gives me some good news and I hum in response but see him taking a seat on the bed as he rests his back on the headboard and starts using his phone.
I admire the beautiful bracelet he gifted me which has already stolen my heart and now I am thinking why the hell didn't I buy anything for him.
How is this even fair? When I was so mad about him not gifting me then he also has some rights to atleast expect something from me right? I am being such a hypocrite.
Tomorrow the first thing I am gonna do is buy some thing for this Gentleman.
"When do you want to start working Ziah? You do remember about the project right?" I lift my eyelids up when Ziyan talks with his eyes on the phone screen.
"Umm from tomorrow?" I scoot closer to him only to lay on my back while I rest my head on his thigh to get his fingers attention on my scalp.
"Grandma will give me another big speech on how I should let you rest after draining your energy" he chuckles but speaks so casually while my cheeks are heating when I get his sentence.
"Shut up Ziyan" I punch his stomach but internally groan when he does not massage my scalp, so I take a hold of his wrist and I place it on my head.
"From next week I want you to concentrate on work Ziah and no more days off did you get that?" he warns me in I am the boss tone as he gives my cheeks a gently pat and I groan snuggling into his warmth.
God why the hell does he smell so good!
He gently brushes my hair away as I lay down quietly enjoying what he is doing but something clicks in my mind when certain liked smell reaches my nose.
"Goodness how can I forget this!" I slap my forehead but quickly sit up and Ziyan looks at me confused "what did you forget?" He raises his eyebrow but I am pulling my sleeves up till my elbow.
"This" I wave my Henna filled hand in front of his face but his nose scrunches up and he pushes my hand away. I giggle looking at the way he is making a disgusting face, Henna smell is love how can anyone hate it, I don't understand boys at this, when they just run away seeing us applying henna.
"What about it?" He eyes my red hand and I scoot closer to have my right folded leg on top of his thighs so practically I am all over him, what a bad girl I am.
"I have written our name, like a good husband you should find it out, so come on do the honours" I push my hand forward and he looks at me as if I have gone mad but I only grin in response.
Reluctantly he takes my hand in his and starts tracing out his thumb on every design "how am I going to find out? It's so crowded" his concentrated eyes builds a sudden urge of pulling his cheeks at how cute he looks.
"Oh come on boss, your CEO of a successful company and your not able to do such a simple task" I don't know why I am enjoying this so much, Ziyan lifts his eyelids at my words and I quickly drop my eyes on his hand.
"Your boss does not do things for free sweetheart, so what will I get if I find my name" he raise his eyebrow and puts my hand which is in the Air down.
"Since we are doing everything differently and not doing what normal married couples would do, I'll agree to this too, so Umm-what do you want in return?" A chuckle leaves his lips at my words but I shrug since its truth.
"What can you offer me now?" He asks me and I look down thinking really hard "okay how about if you find out my name within 4–No 3 minutes" I shove my three fingers on his face as I speak "I will do or give anything you ask me to do" he looks amused but I know he won't be able you find out our name within three minutes.
"But please don't ask me to buy anything expensive, well you can ask me too cook something delicious for you though.." I give my thoughts but he interrupts "I agree, now lets start" he takes my other hand in his but I pull away to grab my phone laying on the bed.
Let me set the timer, How does we set a timer now? Should we download an app for it? A groan leaves Ziyan's lips when he sees me fiddling with my phone.
He snatches my phone from my hold and quickly presses the clock app, I move my head forward to see if he is not cheating.
When I see three minutes, I give him a nod for being loyal but he ignores it very skill fully without even returning my nod back. Disrespectful brat.
"Let's start now then?" I nod with big grin on my face but Ziyan only chuckles seeing me so excited.
"So its in left hand or right hand Sweetheart" he questions me so smoothly that I was about say 'right hand' but I click my tongue for being a rubber mouth "Left" I grin mischievously but Ziyan lifts his head to look at me with his eyes squinted in amusement and a small smirk is playing on his lips.
He takes my left hand in his as he traces his thumb on my palm. "So you have written our name?" I nod looking at where his thumb is tracing, god he really believed me when I said left hand.
I mentally slap my forehead, who made him the CEO? I should have become the CEO instead of him. He cannot even understand such a small trick, but good for me that I would be saved from spending money on two gifts.
He takes a peek at my phone only to see 40 seconds left.
He rests back, Oh God did my boss really give up?! I don't know why I feel so excited.
"It's okay Ziyan it happens, you cannot always win, and don't worry I have a big heart I won't say any one about your failed attempt" I pat his arm with my left but he chuckles as he traced his finger on corner of my wrist, well on my right hand. I bite my lips to not make it feel obvious by peeking at where he is tracing his thumbs cause that is the exact damn place where I have written my name.
"I am so happy that my wife has such a big heart but can you tell me if what my eyes have caught is where our name is" I gulp as I look down to see him tracing circles around our name and soon the timer stops.
"Should I say our name or...your name sweetheart?" He raises his eyebrow in a mocking way and I slap his arm while whining at how he fooled me.
"It's our name" I give him glare but seeing him nodding "Well, I see Ziah here so I was confused, nothing else" Hearing him I grin brightly.
"Yes, that's our name, From your name Ziyan I took Zi and from my name Ziah I took the last two letters Ah which makes Ziah" I happily tell him "hmm, you've used lots of brain in this" he nods in a calm tone and I nod happily at what I did, I am proud of myself but wait—Is he mocking me?
"Well sweetheart don't you think you could've used Zi from your name and the last three letters yan from my name which makes Ziyan?" He raises his eyebrow and my eyes grows wide hearing him "That's true! I could have used that too" I nod but something rings in me "But that will be your name dumbo, how will it make our name" I giggle at his stupidity and he let's out an 'Aah' nodding in understanding
"Then what does this name mean baby? I thought this is your name, No?" He raises his eyebrow with some curiosity and I look at what I have return only to gasp in realisation, this can't be real! Why didn't I see my name in it before?! wait—did I really write my name? Why didn't I realise this before and why didn't the henna artist stop me when I said her to write my name.
"I-I thought it's our name" a disappointment pout forms on my lips, Instead of this I should have written his name, what a stupid I am.
I groan in disappointment but hear Ziyan chuckling quietly "why do we have similar names that I can't even make a couple name out of it" I let my head fall on my knee.
"It's okay I love this name, I don't mind it just so you know" I give him a fake glare since my heart is fluttering at his words when did he start using such cliche line to make someone blush in which he is being fully successful at.
"But still we want a perfect couple name so I can use it as a hashtag when you will take me out and when I will click some nice pics of the beautiful scenery and I would use this tag hastag after inserting our couple name I will write Couple's time, oh god! That was one of my dream" I jump feeling excited just by thinking about it but see him smiling softly at me which makes me kinda bit shy.
"Hmm how about your last two letters and mine last three letter?" He questions me and I think while joining the name in my head "Ahyan?" He nods but I scrunch my nose up shaking my head "Aayan is name and Isn't Aayan our Auntie's brother's nephew's niece's son's son name?" I look at Ziyan who raises his eyebrow at the family tree knowledge I am having.
"Well, I was just guessing, who knows if it's our Auntie's brother's nephew's—" a loud gasp leaves my lips when Ziyan flips my body so I am laying on the bed.
"Sshh you talk to much" I blink my big doe eyes wide at him when he presses he bold finger on my lips to shush me, I am not a kid by the way but still yeah it's kinda hot—he lays down beside me and my fingers which I am fiddling non-stop is on my stomach.
"You said you will give or do anything I ask you to do, hmm?" He questions me and I gulp while thinking about my bank balance but reluctantly nod.
What if he asks me to buy Gucci T-shirt for him? I would become depressed for atleast a month if he asks me that. Wait—Since I am his wife shouldn't he bless me with his credit card?
Yes! I'll ask him his credit card tomorrow and buy whatever he asks me to from my account and than I'll transfer some good amount to my account, perfect!
If I do that he wouldn't think I bought things from his account, sometimes I feel like I am extra
smart—
"For hell sake Ziah" Ziyan groans as he lets his head fall in the crook of my neck. My breathe hitches when his hot breathe hits my sensitive neck.
"I-um what did I do?" Seeing him annoyed I question but he lifts his head to give me a glare.
"I want to know today, what goes in your little mind so much that you always blink your eyes while shaking head with a frown on your face hmm?" He gives me a glare and I bite my lips nervously at how annoyed he looks.
"I was thinking about my bank balance" I mumble but I am sure he heard from the way he looks at me confused "bank balance?" I give him a nod quickly.
"Now you will ask me something and I have to buy you whatever you ask so I was just thinking how my life will go when you will for sure ask me something expensive, don't think I won't be able to full-fill whatever you ask me, I am an independent women I can buy whatever you ask me if its under 50 dollar you know I am little broken even though I am your cousin but still I give half of my salary to my parents so I get only little—"
"Shutup before I shut you up" I press my lips together when Ziyan growls looking at my lips.
"Why did you even think I'll ask you to spend some money on me like I am your wife and your my husband?" He rolls his eyes looking annoyed "You know your brain runs alot on nonsense things" he insults me so casually and my lips automatically forms a pout, I was just thinking about future, what is wrong in thinking about future.
Ziyan cups my cheeks as he chuckles quietly "let's sleep, I am tired" he softly tells me while caressing my cheeks "but you didn't tell what you want? Hey you can tell me to buy anything you want I promise I'll—"
"Shutup Ziah" he mutters as he places a gentle kiss on my cheek.
"Remember you owe me something, one day I'll ask you and you have to give me that, that day hmm?" I nod firmly and a smile forms on his lips.
He leans back and picks up his phone and I am looking at the ceiling while thinking what he must be planning to ask me.
Is it something too big? What if he asks me to buy him a car? No he wouldn't do that Zia, I hope its—
I snap my head at Ziyan when he switches off the lamp "hmm what are we going to do now?" I hesitantly ask.
"Are you feeling sleepy? Because I am so let's sleep" he wraps his arm around my waist—a very bold move—and he pulls me closer as if we were not closer already, he was not happy by raising my heart beat so he snuggles in the crook of my neck which only results in me holding my breath.
Ziyan chuckles lowly probably my tensed figure didn't go unnoticed by him.
"Calm down Ziah I won't eat you" he mumbles and from his voice I can tell he is seriously tired, so I take a deep breath to calm my raising heart beat.
"Its-It's dinner time, they will call us for dinner" I mumble some truth "I messaged Fuzail that we won't be coming down so don't worry" I hum in response but a gasp leaves my lips when I understand what he said.
"Why did you say that? Grandma will make another story against me" I whine but he laughs in response clearly knowing how my grandma is.
"She won't" he mutters and I so want to argue but his tired voice is asking me to shut up and let him rest in peace.
I bring my hand up to play with his hair an he groans lowly quietly telling me he likes it.
"Don't stop please" his voice is so slow and sleepy that even my eyelids are drooping.
I do not stop blessing his scalp with my gently massage but soon my body relaxes and we both sleep comfortably in each other's embrace which is quite addicting cause it's amazing.
Next Morning
A groan vibrates through my chest when the small soft figure squirms in my arms. I open my eyelids to see a scowl on Ziah's beautiful face which already makes my day just by waking up beside this beautiful lady.
I rub my face with my palm but Ziah whines throwing her leg on mine, from the scowl and whine I can tell she did not get her favourite candy in her dream.
Chuckling at the way she is pouting I sit as I run my fingers through my messy thick black hair.
I stare at Ziah for another five minutes enjoying the way she is whining even in her dreams, so sad even her dreams are not as she wishes, my sweetheart, I am gonna ask her what she dreamed off and will buy her that later for sure.
Shrugging off my thoughts I stand up to take a quick shower and to get ready.
30 minutes later
My eyebrows furrows up in surprise when I see Ziah sitting in the middle of the bed, her legs sprawled out as if she is telling me she is homeless, with a sad pout on her lips, her cheeks are flushed up and she looks damn cute with that messy hair and night dress which is bunched up on her stomach and the way my heart is skipping every time I see her without a shawl is something I cannot ignore because this is very new to me.
"Good morning" I make myself visible as I walk towards her while drying my nape.
Ziah lifts her head up and her lips tremble when she sees me, my eyes widens when she stumbles to stand up and without thinking twice jumps on me.
Oh my goodness, what happened?
I hold her firmly so we do not fall from the way she was pushed against me, which was with some force and I can tell with lot's of emotions.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" I don't know why I love calling her sweetheart, I know she loves it too so I am used to calling her since since long time.
"You are having an affair with someone who is that?" She pulls away only to shock me with her question. "Sorry?" I put her down gently but she punches my arm.
"No! I don't accept your sorry! Tell me who it is?! You got married just two days ago and your already cheating behind me back" she give me a hard glare which I don't know why I am finding it funny and cute.
"Go take a shower and sober up, your still in the hangover of your dream" I walk towards my closet leaving the sulking girl alone which is uttering nothing but rubbish.
"How did you know I dreamed off you leaving me?" She stomps like an angry bird "because you were making faces while sleeping Ziah" I roll my eyes and she lets out a loud whine as she hugs my arm.
"I dreamed of you leaving me for someone else, it was ugly dream it scared me, and you even said on my face that I look ugly" she mumble and her eyes glistens with tears.
Why does she even dream such stupid things?
I let out a sigh as I pull her into a hug "That will never happen, you know that right. You are my beautiful wife and I can never think otherwise, so now forget your rubbish dream and go have a quick shower because we need to fill this tummy which must be empty" I give gently pat on her red cheek after caressing her stomach which is so flat.
I don't know why she does not eat properly, I am soon gonna add some pounds into her body.
"You will not leave me promise?" She brings her tiny finger up and not knowing what to do I kiss her finger before pressing my lips on her cheeks "Promise" I whisper over her cheek and she giggles in response.
"Do you know who I saw you with in my dream?" I swing our body when she refuses to leave my arm "whom did you see?" I pull away to look at her.
"You shouldn't get upset" She warns me and I nod in response, I internally groan when she nibbles on her lower lips nervously, not early in the morning for godsake "umm I saw you with my grandma, she looked young and beautiful but she was hugging you which I did not like and she even your his, that's so ugly, how can she say that" she pouts looking very angry as if it really happened, but loud laughter leaves my lips as soon as I hear her saying grandma.
Ziah and her dreams, are seriously dangerous.
"That was a very stupid dream you've seen, now go get ready I am hungry" I brush nose against her to show some affection which normally a husband should and I am sure she is loving it, her cheeks narrates the story to me so I do not doubt touching her because I know she is liking it.
I gently pat her lower back asking her to leave and she quickly does as said not before grabbing an oversized t-shirt of mine.
Well, she grabbed only my t-shirt which means she will come out wearing only those which also means that I will be blessed to see her smooth, soft, lean legs—even though I so want to wait and see her in something I would love to see my future wife In but I do not stay back knowing it is too early to see my sweetheart's skin which I am sure she won't be comfortable in showing.
After dressing up I leave the room with my phone where I am receiving lot's of emails from Max assistant Maria.
I think its time for me to search for a new assistant, since Max does not look much interested in working rather he looks interested in picking a suitable Man for his sister.
"Assalamu alaikum!" Fuzail's energetic voice reaches my ears as soon as I step inside the living room, everyone are seated on the couch.
Yesterday night probably at 10 when I went down to check on my mother everyone where having movie time together in the lounge after having the dinner and that's when I came to know Ziah's parents and grandpa and Saif is staying a night here about which Mamma looked more than happy.
"Walaikum asalam" I greet him back but walk towards my mother who is giggling at a joke Sam uncle made.
All the uncles are wearing track pants and sport shoes, they look like they are going for a walk.
"Ziyan go back and wear tracks and come fast, we will go for a jog together" uncle Sam proudly tells while Ziah's and Hafsa's father nods in agreement.
I place a gentle kiss on my mom's cheek which has been a habit since my father left us because that is what he used to do, giving my mom a loving kiss on her forehead and cheek was his daily habit, and when I hugged and gave a kiss on her cheek her eyes brimmed with tears and the way she was grinning and returned me back one told me that I should do that every day to see her beautiful smile. Mamma gives her best smile but cups my cheeks to give my forehead a loving kiss.
"I am so sorry Uncle I won't be able to join you all today, I have lot's of work pending or else I would have joined" I truthfully tell them but they roll their eyes annoyed.
"Bhabhi, it's okay if your son does not want to join us old people but tell him to atleast change his reason, I am bored of listening to the same reason since he has grown up" Uncle Sam huffs looking annoyed. But a smile appears on his face when Haniya aunty walks in with tea for all the elder people whose eyes lits us seeing tea.
Grandma enters while eating the biscuits and cookies from the plate she is holding. I mentally laugh when I remember Ziah's dream but I look down to hide my smile as I run my hand over my face.
"Oh hi!" She grins when her eyes drops on me "Where is my daughter-darling?" She questions me as she takes a seat beside me before pushing Fuzail away since he was the one sitting beside me.
"Should we not disturb her today too?" She laughs out loud while slapping my arm at what she calls it as 'joke' and I chuckle at nothing "she is taking a bath she will be here soon" I tell her first so she does not comment without any filter on her mouth.
"Hm hm she is taking bath I see" she nods eyeing me with a smirk and I turn towards Mamma who is looking at us with a soft smile.
"Where are the kids?" I question a little loud so everyone could here me. "They are sleeping" Ziah's mother says and I do not waste any time to stand up but mamma place her hand on my thigh.
"And may I know why they are still sleeping, when their classes will start in half an hour?" Haniya aunty shrugs which tells me the kids have bribed them "Mamma you know I don't like when Naim skips his classes" she nods with a guilty look plastered on her face.
This kid has taken 4 days off in the name of wedding and even now he wants to stay at home.
"I'll go wake them up" before I could stand grandma speaks. "God what is it, let my sons sleep, as if you did not sleep since 7 at night with your wife, my kids also gets sleepy so don't be so hard on them, they can go to school after the weekend" I roll my eyes when grandma takes their side but what can I even say now.
"Grandma, if they skip classes like this they will lack behind from their studies and they will find it difficult to cope up with everything later" I tell her calmly but she shrugs "okay! I understand but just leave them today" she gives me a very cute face and I control the urge of rolling my eyes.
"Mamma when I return back, tell your son I need to have a word with him" Mamma chuckles nodding and I grab a biscuit from the plate grandma is showing on my face with a creepy smile.
"Assalamu alaikum bhabhi jaan!" A gasp leaves Ziah's lips when all of my cousins yells out loudly as if they were planning this since yesterday.
Every body laughs out loudly when Ziah takes a u-turn but places hand on her chest to calm her startled heart.
"Goodness what was that, you all scared me" her cheeks says she is so affected by the way they called him Bhabhi but yeah like always she plays it cool. I chuckle at how obvious she looks in my eyes.
I raise my eyebrow when grandma leans forward asking me to do the same "Your very fast just like Ziah's grandpa, I can see my babygirl glowing and from all my experience I can tell its the glow we get after—" grandma glares at Haniya aunty when she calls her to take the tea but I mentally thank her for interrupting us.
Why the hell is this women so blunt? And now I can clearly tell she has no experience in what so ever.
Goodness she was about to say an unholy word so casually.
I shake my head but stand up before she pulls me into her blunt talk.
"I'll be leaving now Mamma" I press my lips on the top of her head and she nods patting my cheeks "Oi wait! I did not finish what I was saying" yeah please say it out loud now that was only thing left for them to here.
"When I come back we can talk grandma, see I am getting calls from my secretary" I shove my phone on her face but before she could adjust her glasses and see Maria's name and again start a drama I slip it inside my pocket before pressing a kiss on top of her head.
A gasp leaves her lips and she shyly hides her face in her dupatta, "Ziah's grandpa used to do the same" she tells me shyly but Haniya aunty speaks with a scoff.
"I have never seen Abbu kissing your forehead or cheek before" she raise her eyebrow as she sips her tea but my eyes drops on Ziah who is giving me a glare.
Don't tell me she is jealous of her grandma now. What shit is this now?
"We people do not do deeds in front of others, like nowadays generation, it's our personal thing" grandma glares at her daughter who chuckles nodding while mumbling an "of course" only to add fuel in to her ego and that's how grandma gets all riled up.
The blushing lady of mine who was being teased by our cousin is now looking down with a look which tells me she is a mad from head for even getting insecure over her grandma.
I walk towards her when I notice everyone's attention is on mother-daughter fight I gently pull Ziah up by her wrist but I skill fully ignore Hafsa's wink who awe's at us while eyeing my hand which is holding Ziah's wrist.
I pull Ziah with me towards the door.
"Do you want me to bring something when I return?" I question her as we walk "umm" she hesitates but quickly jumps into her character "can you bring me the chocolate that you bought yesterday it was tasty" she grins as her sulking face drops hearing me.
"I will" I whisper as I pull her closer in to a hug "you're very easy to read so I'll tell you not to sulk over things which can never be true, instead you should gag at what your thinking" I flick her forehead but she giggles rubbing the place where I flicked with a pout.
"I did not think anything" she mutters some lies and I nod at that "Ofcourse you didn't" I nod as I lift her chin up to press a loving kiss at corner of her lips which even fluttered my heart.
"Take care of Mamma and take care of yourself, and eat something first, I will be coming late today" I whisper since we are very close and she nods shyly.
I am already addicted on feeling her skin against my lips that I again press a kiss on her soft cheek like a desperate before finally stopping my torture on my living tomato.
After waving at her I walk towards my car but soon my phone rings.
"S-Sir?" Maria stutters as she speaks "Yes?"
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A/n: I want to know how you Imagine Ziyan looks in your mind, I am sure you wouldn't mind sharing with us. Let's see if your thoughts matches with others.