Short Love Stories✔️

By Inkedbyheart12

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(NOT EDITED) This book is the collection of short love Stories. 1. Way to your heart (completed) 2. Fragranc... More

1.Way to your heart
2.Way To Your Heart
3. Way To Your Heart
4. Way To Your Heart
6. Way To Your Heart
7. Way To Your Heart
8. Way To Your Heart
1. Unexpected Love
2. Unexpected Love
3. Unexpected Love
4. Unexpected Love
5. Unexpected Love
6. Unexpected Love
7.Unexpected Love
8.Unexpected Love
9.Unexpected Love
10. Unexpected Love
1.Tangled threads
2.Tangled Threads
3. Tangled Threads
4.Tangled Threads
5.Tangled Threads
6.Tangled Threads
7.Tangled Threads
8. Tangled Threads
9.Tangled Threads
10.Tangled Threads
11. Tangled threads
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12. Tangled threads
13. Tangled threads
14. Tangled threads
15. Tangled threads
16. Tangled threads
17.Tangled Threads
18. Tangled threads
19.Tangled Threads
A/N
20.Tangled Threads
21. Tangled Threads
22. Tangled Threads
23. Tangled Threads
24. Tangled Threads
25.Tangled Threads
26. Tangled Threads
27. Tangled Threads
28. Tangled Threads
29.Tangled Threads
30.Tangled Threads
31. Tangled Threads
32.Tangled Threads

5. Way To Your Heart

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By Inkedbyheart12

Ayesha was getting ready for Alina's and Sahil's nikah function which was supposedly an hour later.

Everything has been going nice, Rafia was also happy seeing Khizar home.

Khizar's behavior with Ayesha was unlike his usual self. Now he used to talk to her softly and even used to praise her cooking whislt eating.

Ayesha had also noticed him smiling often lately, otherwise as far as she remember, he had always been sulking over something.

'Dubai has done magic on him.'She thought and giggled.

A soft knock on the door brought out Ayesha from her reverie.

"Come in."She shouted from inside whilst wearing her anklets.

" Masha-Allah, May Allah (SWT) save you from evil's eyes." Rafia's loud gasp made her turn towards the door.

Ayesha smiled shyly looking at Rafia's adoration filled eyes.

" Ahh, mumma you need anything." She asked whilst straightening her silver colour lahanga with her palm.

"I need to talk to you. Come sit here it's important." Rafia said suddenly turning into her serious mode.

"Mumma, is everything fine?"Ayesha asked her nervously.

Rafia assured her with a bright smile and light squeeze on her right hand.

" Ayesha, you see Alina is going to be nikahfied. Rukhsati isn't happening but I'm at peace because getting her married at right age was my responsibility and I'm going fulfill it within an hour or so, Insha-Allah." Rafia said and paused at the end of her speech.

Ayesha was confused on this out of track talk.

" Do you like someone?"Rafia asked her and Ayesha looked at her quizzically.

"I mean any boy?" Rafia explained ahead seeing her clueless daughter.

After getting Rafia's point, Ayesha's face heated up and in a second she was crimson till her hairline.

"Noooo, mumma." She mumbled lowly.

Rafia laughed at her reaction.

"You are so cute and innocent as well."Rafia said whilst pecking her forehead.

"Ayesha, would you mind if I'll take decision regarding your marriage?" Rafia asked her seriously.

"No mumma, of course not. You have every right to take decisions on my behalf. You do not need to ask me."Ayesha said and hugged her mother tightly.

" Ayesha, I've decided to get you nikahfied today after Alina."Rafia said casually but Ayesha felt like she couldn't breath.

" But mumma.... "She was cut off by Rafia.

" You gave me your words Ayesha and do you not trust your mother?" Rafia asked ruefully and Ayesha as the obedient daughter she was nodded whilst trying to force back her tears.

After that Rafia was gone pecking her forehead.

Ayesha keep seated there in daze.

A while before she was happy to enjoy Alina's nikah function and now she was dreading her own.

She didn't want to leave this lovely family which was her only family in the whole wide world.

She knew that Rafia was going to decide the best for her but still she was unnerved by the sudden and unexpected turn of her life.

Soon someone came and was taking her out of her room not before covering her with red bright dupatta.

Her mind wasn't functioning properly.

She was pushed on a sofa.

She heard murmuring all around her but her mind couldn't decipher any of them. Her mind was busy picturing all the negative possibilities of her life after this nikha.

" Do you Ayesha Ahmad daughter of Nasir Ahmad hereby accept Khizar khan son of Sadaquat khan as your huaband with alimony right of 1.5 lakh."
The Islamic scholar's voice was gone unheard by Ayesha Ahmad since her brain cells were way too occupied and so didn't respond on his question.

A hard nudge on her side snapped her out and she looked frantically here and there.

"Ayesha calm down." She heard Sahir's voice.

She took deep breaths and a while later she was little calmer.

"Are you fine now?" She heard Sahir's concerned voice again.
She nodded whilst trying to control her freaking nerves.

"Do you Ayesha Ahmad daughter of Nasir Ahmad hereby accept Khizar Khan son of Sadaquat khan as your husband with alimony right of 1.5 lakh." This time she heard it loud and clear and her hand flew towards her veil but before she could throw her veil somewhere and see who was trying prank her, someone's hand held her hand tightly ceasing its movements.

"Crazy girl, do you want to make fun out of yourself. Answer Qazi sahab." Sahir's amused voice reached her eardrum.

She peeped out from her translucent dupatta. Indeed the hall was filled with people.

'Ya Allah, this is so nerve wrecking thing. I'm going to marry Khizar. How come? He clearly doesn't likes me. Ya Allah help.'She was busy conversing with herself.

"I'm asking last time." She heard Qazi sahab saying.

"Ayesha,what happened kid?" Rafia's voice suddenly made her aware of the talk they had while before.

And this time when Qazi Sahab asked she replied not able to break Rafia's heart.

"I do"

"I do"

"I do"

And soon the hall was filled with duas and congratulations.

'Oh my God!!!! What I've done. Did mumma forced him to marry me? He surely gonna hate me with thrice the intensity he hated me before, each for my every' I do's'. 'There was havoc going on inside Ayesha's brain.

She was taken to her room.

She found Alina seated on her bed.

She locked her bedroom door and marched towards Alina's half laying and half sitting figure.

"You are sitting here. Do you have a slight idea what have just done?"Ayesha shook her forcefully.

" Calm down girl. What you have done?" She clearly looked like she was enjoying her condition.

" Bhabhi... " Alina added and Ayesha glared her.

Before Ayesha could hit her with the pillow she picked up Alina jumped out of the bed and in a second she was out of the room also.

" I can't believe this!!!!! I don't know what I'm going to do?" She sat on her bed and sighed audibly.

"May I tell you?" The voice she heard, made her yelp in surprise.

She was suddenly nervous, it's wasn't like this was the first time she was nervous around him but the nervousness she was experiencing today was whole lot of different from the previous ones.

" Listen... I can explain. I swear it wasn't my idea. It..... it..... it..." She was busy stuttering and finding a suitable answer when she was cut off by his deep voice.

"It was my idea?" The way he said it make it appear like a question.

"No....... no I didn't say it." She mumbled scared by his presence.

"I wasn't asking you though. I was stating the fact." He said sounding amused.

"Huh?" She looked at him confused as hell.

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