The morning wind spread its fresh smell. It held something different today. The fragrance of roses filled the entire house with its sweet smell. It was silent yet energetic. It was the wedding day! The one day they had been preparing for since days.....the one day that holds value the most.....the one day a girl waits for in her entire life. And she was no different. Yet she was.

True that she waited for this special day to arrive in her life. True that she had planned many things for this one day. True that she had always dreamed of marrying her special someone, someone she loves. But as they say 'Marry the person who loves you. Not the one whom you love'. That's what was happening with her. Though it wasn't her choice, but destiny's.

Sitting before the mirror of her room, probably for the last time, there she was looking utterly gorgeous in her wedding attire. The gold-embroidered kurta with matching sharara underneath and net dupatta having lace as border covered her head. The long earrings, the choker necklace, diamond bracelet in her wrist and a dekdaman on her forehead added to her looks. Even with one-naked eye one can tell that she looks the epitome of beauty.

In past days, she had been successful in resisting herself to think about him......to think what she has done with him, what she has done To him.....to think what she is doing with him......with Sahir. A tear rolled down her eyes as his memory hits her. She looked at herself in the mirror and let the tears fall.

"Aaj bhi ro rhi ho", the one within the mirror asked Zoya. She was not looking happy unlike the last time.

"Ab aap kyun aayi h?", Zoya asked.

"Tum yeh batane ki ab inn aansuon ka koi fayda nhi h. Jo faisla tum ke chuki ho usse accept kr lo. Sach se kb tk bhagogi? Uss din bhi bhaag rhi thi....aaj bhi bhaag rhi ho", she replied.

"Aap ke liye kehna aasan h. Kyun ki aap hamara dard nhi mehsoos kr skti h".

She smiled weakly, "Tumhe yeh kisne kaha ki mujhe tumhare dard ka ehsaas nhi?....Afsos ki baat to yeh h ki tum aaj tk smjh hi nhi payi ki hum dono alag nhi h. Hum ek hi h Zoya". This time there was pity in her voice.

"Ab main tb hi aaungi jb tum yeh baat smjh jaogi", she disappeared saying that.

Zoya was once again alone. She looked at her reflection in the mirror which only reflected back her crying face....her outer self. But what it showed seconds ago was the inner truth...her inner self. And Zoya couldn't argue with her because she was right. Zoya know that it is hard to face the truth but she has to. It is difficult to accept the fact that she betrayed that one person she loved more than her life. It is not easy to face the truth that she is the reason for his destruction. It is hard to face her own self. But the decision was taken and she would follow it no matter how much pain she has to cause and suffer.

"Zoya", she quickly wipe the tears off her face as her Ammi and Noor were at the door.

Zoya immediately got up and smiled. She knew the time has come......time to face the reality. They were there to escort her to her new journey. She was ready.

Roshnaq came near her and kissed her forehead, "Mashallah bahut khoobsurat lag rhi h aap". She then drew the veil on Zoya's face.

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The Nikaah ceremony was arranged in the outhouse of Siddiqui Mansion that was beautifully decorated with jasmine. It's ceiling was covered by green moss and white roses hung from it like small chandeliers. It was small yet contended with people. A curtain was drawn in between separating the bride and groom. Everything was kept simple yet elegant.

Everyone's attention in the room turned towards the bride as soon as she arrived. The groom was already there along with the other men. She was told to sit on the opposite side of the curtain where rest of the women along with Anjana already were sitting. As soon as Zoya sat, Anjana lifted her veil a little to see her face and smiled. Then she smiled at Aditya who was sitting on that side of the curtain. His face too was covered by the sehra & he smiled from under it.

Waseem who was sitting beside Aditya told the Qazi to start reading the Nikaah. The Qazi requested everyone in the room to close their eyes as he recite the prayer. After the prayer was over, he asked the groom to gave the 'mehr' to his bride. The amount that Aditya presented to Zoya as 'mehr' left everyone talking. Harsh-Anjana were proud parents and Waseem too stretched his chest proudly.

The Qazi then finally asked Aditya if he accepts Zoya as his wife..........to which he replied "Qubool Hai". Zoya heard him saying it clearly 3 times. And everybody went "Mashallah". Zoya closed her eyes as now it was her turn.

Soon the Qazi turned to her for taking her consent. She could feel everyone's eyes on her as the consent of the bride matters the most. The Nikaah will be considered valid only if she says 'Qubool Hai' three times.

He started reading the Nikaah to her. "Kya aapko yeh Nikaah qubool hai?".

Everybody waited for her answer. Aditya closed his eyes in anticipation & opened when he heard-

"Qubool Hai"

"Yeh Nikaah qubool hai?".

"Qubool Hai"

"Nikaah qubool hai?".

Zoya closed her eyes and a tear fall down before saying it for the third time, "Qubool Hai".

Waseem closed his eyes and sighed with a relief. The Nikaah was done finally as the Qazi declared them as 'Man & Wife'. Waseem sent a silent prayer to the Allah thanking him that showing him this day. His happiness knows no bound today.

AdiYa were asked to sign the marriage papers legalising their marriage. After signing which the curtain between them was removed. Now they were allowed to see each other. Roshnaq drew up Zoya's veil revealing her face.

"Nikaah mubarak Appi", Noor hugged.

The men and women started hugging & congratulating Waseem and Anjana. Meanwhile Aditya smiled staring his beautiful wife who was looking down. Soon the newly wedded couple were made to stand together for the photo session that followed shortly afterwards.

After everyone made sure they had clicked with the couple, they started departing towards the food court in the garden. Only the family members were left in the room. Waseem & Harsh had gone with the guests too. Noor & Arjun took this opportunity to made AdiYa click together in the various poses.

"Appi, aap itna dur kyun khadi h? Don't worry ab aapka nikaah ho chuka h", she complaint to Zoya who she made stand next to Aditya.

Noor herself was standing behind the photographer along with Arjun. She was not getting the pose she wanted to from Aditya-Zoya. So she herself walked to them and explain the pose. "Jeeju, aapko Appi ki kamar pe haath rakhna h", she instructed and went back.

"Ready?", she asked.

Aditya gently slides his arm around his wife's delicate waist pulling her closer. He looked into her beautiful eyes, smiled and nodded his head making Noor super happy. And then click, click, click.......the photographer continued clicking the pictures. The longer it was taking, the more difficult it was becoming for Zoya to hold that gaze, that strong arm around her waist and that charming smile of her husband.

Husband!? It was difficult to accept him as her husband. Difficult to believe that she is someone else's wife now...his wife. That she belongs to him now and being her husband, he has complete rights on her. That she is now his.

Zoya know that he has all the rights to hold her in his arms but still she was not comfortable with it. So as soon as their photo session got over, she harshly threw his arm off her waist and went out with out a word. Even Noor and Arjun were surprised with this behaviour of Zoya. Aditya couldn't understand what went wrong, so he simply looked down. It didn't go unnoticed by Roshnaq either who was discussing something with Anjana. She noticed Aditya's expression and knew that he was hurt.

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Zoya was standing by the window when Roshnaq arrived. Her dupatta was lying in the bed and so were her jewellery. She went near Zoya whose back was facing her. She was crying.

"Yeh sb kya h Zoya?", Roshnaq asked in a firm tone.

Zoya knew from her Ammi's voice how much angry she was. She turned towards her and could clearly read the questions in her angry eyes.

"Hum se nhi hoga Ammi", Zoya hugged Roshnaq crying.

"Kya nahi hoga Zoya?", she asked pulling back from the hug. "Aur aapne jo abhi niche kia......uska kya mtlb nikale hum?", Roshnaq asked as the anger was evident in her tone.

Zoya kept crying looking down. Roshnaq held her wrist & took her to the bed. She locked the door and came sat near Zoya.

"Hamari baat dhyaan se suniye. Aditya ab aapke shauhar h. Aapka unse Nikaah ho chuka h. Iss baat ko jitni jldi maan le utna aapke liye achcha h", Roshnaq said.

"Hum koshish kr rhe h Ammi", Zoya says between her sobs.

"Pr hume aapki koshish nazar nhi aa rhi h Zoya. Aap apne shauhar ke saath iss tarah ka bartaav nhi kr skti h. Shukr h aapke Abbu ne nhi dekha.....warna pata nhi kya krte woh".

Roshnaq hold Zoya's hands, "Issliye aap ko smjha rhe h.......bhool jaaiye Sahir ko. Aur Aditya ke saath ek nayi zindagi ki shuruaat kijiye. Jo faisla aapke Abbu ne liya h ussi mein aapki bhalayi h". She wiped Zoya's tears, "Hume yakeen h aap apne Abbu ke iss faisle ki izzat rakhengi. Hume vaada kariye Zoya", and open her palms in front of Zoya asking for the promise.

Zoya look into her mother's eyes & place her hand on Roshnaq's opened palms giving her the promise, "Hum aapse vaada krte h Ammi.........aisa kuch nhi krenge jis se aapka aur Abbu ka sar sharm se jhuke".

Roshnaq softly kissed Zoya's forehead & at that moment they were interrupted by a knock at the door. Roshnaq got up to open the door & Zoya quickly cleaned up her face. It was Anjana standing with a large kit in her hand.

"Maa-beti ki baatein disturb na ki ho to ander aa skti hu?", she asked smilingly.

"Bhabhi aap puch kyu rhi h.......aaiye na", Roshnaq smiled too to not let Anjana get any doubt. Anjana entered the room and walked straight towards Zoya who stood on her place.

Anjana put the kit on the bed , "Zoya yeh tumhari liye Shaadi ka base h. Isse jldi se pehen kr aa jao. Pandit ji wait kr rhe h. Pheron ka time ho gya h". She turned to Roshnaq, "Meri bahu ko jldi se le aaiye. Ab intezaar nhi ho rha h".

"Aap fikar na karein...hum aapki bahu ko le kr aa rhe h", Roshnaq reply to Anjana glancing at Zoya.

"Jldi aana", Anjana said to Zoya and left.

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"Sahir", Alvira's voice echoed in his ears as she lovingly caressed his hairs. Sahir slowly open his eyes feeling the familiar touch.

"Ammi", he mumbled weakly. It felt so good to hear her son after so many days. So good that her pale & wrinkled face glowed in the happiness.

He tried to get up and Alvira helped him sit. "Ab kaisa lag rha h beta?", she asked.

She was looking weak. Sahir took her hands in his & kissed them, "Aap theek hain na Ammi?", he asked noticing the dullness on her face.

"Main theek kaise ho skti hu Sahir jb tum theek nhi ho. Usse bhool kyun nhi jaate Sahir. Woh nhi aaegi", she blurted out as her eyes started to become wet.

Sahir shook his head as a single tear dropped from his eyes, "Usse mere paas aana hoga Ammi......woh sirf meri h".

"Woh kisi aur ki ho chuki h Sahir. Aaj uss ka Nikaah h aur woh tume bhool kr aage badh chuki h. Tum bhi bhool jao", Alvira claimed the truth before him stressing in the word 'Nikaah'.

"Main usse bhool jau yeh ho nhi skta. Aur woh mujhe bhool jaye yeh main hone nhi dunga", the cold words came from his throat. The rage was burning in his red eyes, "Zoya sirf Sahir ki h". He removed his IV drip and got down from the bed.

"Kahan jaa rhe ho Sahir?", Alvira asked him but it was too late.

Without answering her question, Sahir stormed out of the room leaving behind the traces of blood fallen from his wrist.

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Hello dear! Finally the day we all have been waiting for has come. AdiYa are married.

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