Zahra's POV:-

Suddenly he wrapped one of his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him. My hands landed on his chest and my eyes widened at this unexpected move.

I looked at him and he smiled making me smile back as well His smile this time was a real one. I could tell it by looking in his eyes.

I parted my lips to speak but was interrupted.

"Ma'am please look here" I turned my head towards the photographer and nodded slightly. Glancing at him once again I faced towards the camera and smiled.

The photographer clicked some pictures of us. Suddenly he looked up and his gaze was directed at Shehryaar. I frowned.

I turned my face to look at Shehryaar only to find him looking at me with the smile still playing across his lips. I returned the smile as I looked in his eyes. His eyes holding love ,care,concern and passion All these emotions for me

We stood there gazing in each others eyes with smiles when a flash caused us to look away. Turning our heads we saw the photographer as he gave us a knowing expression. "Perfect click" he said and I chuckled.

"Enough for now" Shehry said as he raised his hand and the photographer stepped away smiling.

His hand which rested on my waist now slipped from there as held my hand and we made our way through the crowd giving me a sense of relief and making me believe that I'm safe with him.

As we walked down the carpet the fans kept screaming his name and asking for autograph and pictures with him.

He looked at me and I urged him to go.He pulled me along with him despite my protests and included me in the selfies. Honestly it seemed like I was the kabab mei haddi.

After that crazy round of selfies we made our way to the exit when again a reporter popped out of nowhere. I looked at her closely and she was the same who had asked me a question once.

"Ok so MRS.ZAHRA ASIF how does it feel to be the wife of Shehryaar asif?" She asked putting special emphasis on 'Mrs Zahra Asif' and grinning cheekily looking at him and Shehryaar smiled remembering it as well

I pondered over her question. 'How does it feel to be the wife of Shehryaar Asif?'

All the incidents of the past running through my mind. The pain,tears,moments and finally happiness.

Shehryaar squeezed my hand and looked at me in a concerned way. I shook my head assuring him as I turned to the reporter

"It feels like a dream. Couldn't believe that I'm actually married to him. All I can say is that God was to merciful on me" I said and she raised her eyebrows. I had said the same thing before also but this time I meant every word of it

"Aapko aapka jawaab mil gaya to we would like to take your leave as we have somewhere to go" Shehryaar said as he pulled me with him and we walked out of the event.

He walked towards the car and I followed him . My hand still in his. He opened the door for me and I sat inside closing it he walked to the other side and sat in.

The engine rose to life and he started driving."Where to?" I asked as I lean back on the seat."Somewhere special. Just you and me" he said with a wink and I blushed a little.

Gazing outside the window I thought over the what all happened in past few months. The divorce papers, another chance, improving our relationship, Sara stepping in our life,tears but at last Love and Happiness.

My mind wandered back to that day when Sara was taken into custody.

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She was holding the gun aiming it towards Shehryaar when I stepped in front of him

. The gunshot fired and I froze on my spot out of fear. The bullet didn't hit me nor Shehryaar.

Sara fell down on the ground yelping in pain. I widened my eyes as I saw the blood oozing out from her hand. The bullet had hit her arm.

Looking up I found the officer with Hussain. The police took Sara with them but I remained still.

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"Zahra" Shehryaar's voice brought me back. I had zoned out. He looked at me as he pressed his hand on mine and I gave a nod. The car had halted and I looked outside to see where we were. Shehryaar opened the door and got out and I did the same.

He entwined his fingers with mine and we started walking.

Being Mrs.Shehryaar Asif is this. The most lucky and blessed feeling.

Shehryaar's POV:-

"Shehryaar how much more to walk.My legs are hurting now and these heels aren't helping a bit" she whined and I looked at her.

"Just a little more we're near it" I said and she made a face. "I don't mind carrying you till there" I said with a wink and a light pink shade appeared on her cheeks.

The moonlight making her seem angelic. "No need I'll walk" she said and we continued walking hand in hand.We were near the place when I stopped abruptly.

Turning around I looked at Zahra and she gave me a questioning look. I pulled out a black cloth from my pocket and she looked at it before looking at me. "Whats this" she said as I stepped towards her. Turning her around I tied the cloth on her eyes. "Shehryaar kya kar rahe hai aap" she asked as she tried to remove it and I swatted her hand away.

"Sshh it's a surprise" I said and held her hand firmly leading her to the place. Finally reaching there I looked at her and untied the cloth. She blinked her eyes before looking at the scene in front.

Slowly opening them she looked ahead and soon a smile made it's way to her lips as she stared ahead. I slid my hands across her waist from behind resting my chin on her shoulder.

I could feel her breaths going ragged and smirked knowing the effect I have on her. "You like it?" I asked as I pulled her to me. "Its ..it's beautiful Shehryaar" she said as she stared at the scene in awe. The moonlight spread all over. The water from the lake reflecting it on her face.

I just wished to see her like this forever. Happy and content. Her eyes gleaming as she looked at the moon. "Shehryaar" she said. "Hmm" I replied as I inhaled her fragrance. "Thank you". I pulled back and turned her around to face me when I saw her eyes moisten.

"Why?" I asked as I held her hands making circles on the back with my thumb and she looked down at our hands for a moment before looking at me and said. "For being the eraser and removing the sadness and pain from my life"

I smiled as I wiped the tear from the corner of her eye before it could slip down. "Well then thank you too" I said and she frowned looking at me."Why?".

"For being the pencil and write my happiness" i said in a whisper as I pulled her a little closer to me. She smiled and again looked at the moon.

"It's so beautiful" she said and looked at me. I nodded "But not more than you" I said and she made a face. "That was too cheesy" she said and I let out a chuckle.

"Pyaar jo ho gaya hai tumse. Kab hua pata nahi chala. Bin bulaaye mehmaan ki tara aagaya par ye dil aurr iski dhadkan tumhare naam kar diya" I said and she smiled.

"To apne dil ko kaabu mei rakhe na" she said playfully.

"Nahi hota na" I replied back with a wink. " Kyun?"

"Kyunki ye hai hi Dil-e-Nadaan"

Muhabbat wo nahi jo zehen ya dimagh se soch kar ho,
Muhabbat wo hoti hai jo dil se mehsoos ho.

Finally Dil-e-Naadan ends :'(

Thank you all of you for your amazing support even when I be a complete jerk:/

Thank you for all the love. But the biggest thanks to my Bhai @_snowflakes_ for always supporting and motivating me throughout this.

So the most favorite part of the story? (MUST ANSWER)

FAVORITE DIALOGUE--->
(It required so much deep insight for me to write them )

Any particular thing you didn't like except Sara :p

So this was all. Hope to see you soon.

~SHABISTAAH