Hey all the amazing readers and supporters, it's not an update of my story but it's a very interesting update, please read it. Well, I met with this one fantastic author whom I'm really fond of, so she has a little wish from her readers for writing one chapter about her characters because she wanna read how others actually desire the love between them.

Therefore, I thought of making her wish come true, and this is the least I could do for her as she presents us with such beautiful stories to read.

Many people might think about my reasons behind writing for her and wasting my time as I have exams ahead and why not updating my own chapters if I have time?

I just want to appreciate her works and yes I could update my own chapters but I don't want to miss the opportunity of participating in something new.

I would dearly request my readers to give a chance to her works I believe you won't be disappointed.

This is her id @Ryhana_Shykh 

Who understand hindi or urdu can listen to the songs linked while reading it.🥰

Enough of informing now let's start writing, shall we?😇

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Special chapter of Healing His Scars

Third person point of view.

The first meet. The first encounter. The first time laying eyes on that one certain person whose mere presence keeps the ability to make your world upside down in the blink of an eye.

It makes the heart blossoms like the first bud of the flower blooms as the first air of the Spring arrives.

It comprehends the soul to feel all the essence of the most beautiful emotion - love, which the mind thought of being incapable of.

It pushes all the judgments into the Blackhole because it's not a battle at a war field to win nor a verdict at the court to give justice between right and wrong.

Why does all these occur when heart seems to rise in love, when nothing last for good?

It's a mystery isn't it?

That that one person who makes the existence of the breathes so meaningful, and that very person destruct every good in the life and again that same person comes back raining happiness into the life.

Something similar happened to Shahmir, the heartthrob of the city. He has everything that anyone could ever dream of. From striking personality to alluring looks to diamonds of wealth. A look at his mesmerizing eyes and any girl would forget the world. His one command would bring the entire world at his feet yet he is hollow from inside, his soul is restless, despite possessing everything, he lacks something or in his case it's someone.

Mareena.

The one girl who has swept the heartthrob of the city off the ground by the slightest glance of her. She is nothing extraordinary or has been blessed with any wealth. She is the definition of perfectly simple, presenting herself as nothing yet the most beautiful girl in the eyes of Shahmir.

Pyaar meh lok aksar andha ho jata hay, (Humans often become blind in love) and Shahmir is no less. One look at her and he is all her and she is all his. The long silky black hair wraps him completely. The shy brown eyes captures him into her world. The hypothesizing smile leaves his entire world shaken. The melodious soft voice plays music in his ears. But she is unaware of it.

On the other hand, Mareena is captivated while pondering how Allah has made someone this much magnificently dreamy. For the first time in the long time a man has ever succeed to make her heart skipping a beat. Her words falls short for praising his eye-pleasing features. Little did she knows that the man standing in front her has been written in her name.

"Mir, what are you doing standing in the cold like this?" Mareena wraps a shawl around him from behind and stand beside him staring at the bewitching starry sky complimenting a full moon shining in all it's glory.

"Ai Jannan I missed you." Shahmir whispers in her ear, pulling her close to him enveloping her with his shawl.

"Why so Janab (Mister)? You spent the entire day in the house watching me as if you have seen me for the first time, now I was in the kitchen for a few minutes and you started missing me?" Mareena pulls his cheeks playfully, pecking at the tip of his nose and snag more into his broad warm arms.

"In ingakho ko hamesha hi tera intezar rehta hai
Kiya karu may es ahmaq dil ka, jis ko abhi bhi akin nahi
 Ata hay k ab tu sheref mera hay...
Aj hame dekhkar toh a asman bhi sharmse apni palke jhukalay
Ab jo mera en khus naseeb bahon may sabse haseen chandi hay

Es zaalim duniye se larkar tujhe jo hasil kiye
Ab o khoda ki kaseem a kainat tabha ho jaye
 Per tera sath na chute ga, tera bin toh ab palkaye jhapak na bhi namumkin ho geya
Es dam se tera un saso may mere dil-e-dharkane bas geya" 

(My eyes always awaits for you
What shall I do with this idiotic heart, who fails to believe 
That you are all mine now...
Seeing us today this sky will even feel shy
As now the most beautiful moon is in this blessed arms

I have won you after fighting with this cruel world
Now I swear upon the God, let the universe be demolished 
But I won't let you go, because without you it's impossible even to blink
From this moment the beats of my heart has been sealed upon your breath.)"

https://youtu.be/jvYNKUqMK_g

Hearing Shahmir's way of conveying his heart out, makes tears swimming in the pool of her eyes. Every word touches her soul proving her there is no better life partner than him. There is no more blessed blessing for her than Shahmir.

"What happened Mera Jannan (My life)? Why do I see tears in those hypnotizing eyes? Did I say something wrong to hurt you? I'm sorry Jannan." He wipes her cheeks kissing her forehead, then her cheeks.

"Oh no Mir, don't apologize. You didn't hurt me. It's just your confession made me realize how lucky I'm to be loved by you. I love you Mir." She takes his hands which are caressing her cheeks, interlocking their hands together as a promise to never let go. "By the way aj a akhru sa CEO itna romaanvi shayeer kaise bangeya? (how come today this grumpy CEO became such a romantic poet)?" Mareena teases him smilingly.

"Because I have my shayeeri (poetry) right in front of my eyes now." Eskimo kissing her, he pulls her more close to his chest. "Remember the first time when we met?"

"How can I forget that day? We met at the painting exhibition." She smiles reminiscing their first encounter. "It was your exhibition which I had no idea about. I'd been always keen to paintings and was your biggest admirer but that time I didn't know how you looked like, that's why even when you came in front of me I couldn't recognize you."

"Yeah that was best part of being the mysterious artist." He winks at her. "I got to know your honest reviews and believe me that moment I saw you I became yours, love. You got me wrapped around your little fingers.

"It wasn't only you who got wrapped, I did too - I became yours too. Remember the second time we met at the cafe?" Shahmir nods in yes. "Well that wasn't any coincidence, I a-actually followed you there." Mareena's porcelain cheeks are now brushed with crimson red, bowing her head down she plays with the button of the shirt of Shahmir.

"I knew it. Hahaha." He let out a loud laugh as if he has won a billion dollars lottery. "You can never fool me you know Jannan, but I'm glad you followed me. Come inside I've something to show you." He drags her into the room and disappear in the closet while Mareena closes the door of the balcony in order to prevent the chilly air entering the room.

Today's weather isn't pleasing at all. The winter has arrived, freezing the atmosphere. Mareena didn't realize how cold it was outside until Shahmir's warm body got detached from hers. She rubs her hands around her arms, trying to get little warmer. She wonders what Shahmir wanted to show her.

He comes out with something having a large rectangle shape covered with a black cover blanketing it completely. He sits of the bed indicating her to sit beside him. She did as he told and he hands that thing to her. "Uncover it."

She carefully remove the cover, not wanting to spoil the thing. As soon as she removes the full cover a loud shocking gasp comes out of her mouth, hanging her mouth wide open and eyes become bigger than saucers.

It is a portrait of her.

Her eyes refuse to blink and she stays stunned failing to produce a single word or even move an inch. Her vision falls on the left down corner of the canvas and see it's written a date. It's not only a date. On that date they met at the exhibition and has been drawn basing on that day.

"Y-you d-drew this y-ears b-back, d-didn't y-you?" She somehow manages to complete a sentence after stuttering at every word.

Shahmir on the other side, intensely memorizes her every reactions. He drew her as soon as he reached home that day. He stayed the night wide awake and never slept before finishing the portrait, may be in the fear of her face being erased from his memory. He wanted her to keep close to him but at that time it wasn't possible. Endless nights he spent gazing at her painted face, infinite hours he passed talking to her painting, he had even shed an ocean of tears and shared all his grieves with it, when the destiny split them away.

"I have always wanted to gift you this, but the fate never favored." He mumbles. "And there couldn't be any more significant in comparison with today."

"Why? What's the occasion?" Mareena is confused as she can't remember of being anything special today. It's not their anniversary nor his birthday then what's today, she ponders.

"Happy birthday Jannan!" He hugs her as the clock ticks to 12 a.m. "I knew you wouldn't remember." He chuckles and gives a peck on her temple.

"Shahmir I've no words to say. Why are you so good? I sometimes feel like I don't deserve you at all. I can't love you enough or the way you should be affectionate. I feel like I have never actually made you happy, rather I caused you only immense pain. That's why may be our fate always drift us apart because we a..."

A pair of cotton soft lips locks her blabbering mouth. The movements of the lips aren't fierce rather sensually slow as Shahmir is writing his defense on her lips. As the pace increases, his hands holds tight at Mareena's wrist and she clutches his strong built arms to stay in place. Shahmir pours everything into the kiss, erasing every negative which has been lodged inside her mind.

They break the kiss only to breath in some air. Their foreheads are sticking with each other, the eyes being closed, panting as if they have ran a marathon.

"Jannan, this is the last time I'm warning you not to speak rubbish again. When will you understand, Jannan? When? Huh! It's only you, it always has been you and it shall be you forever. We both have hurt each others to some extends but at the end we do belong to one another, that's why we are here right now, embraced into each others' arms. Never doubt that again." Shahmir lay down on the mattress placing Mareena's head on his throbbing chest.

For him this is his home, cloaking her protectively into his arms. For Mareena this is she finds peace, laying on his warm chest, hearing his mellifluent heartbeats, that only beats for her.

In love what else can be required? They already have found the two essentials - the home and the peace in each other.

"Payeer meh dil toh zaroor tutega 
 Par us tute dil bhi toh tere liye dharak tah hai...
 Aj ai wada raha ab en anokhe se asu nahi behekne dunga
Kasam a pure kayenat ki ab tera dil nahi dhukhega, o sihrif mere liye dharkega
Jo haat a thamahe tera, ab tui hi toh har dam base ga jab tak a sas zinda hai..."

"(The heart will surely be broken in love
But even that broken heart only beats for you...
Today I promise now I won't let these eyes shed tears
I swear upon this entire universe now this heart won't be pained, it will only beats for me
The hand of your that I have hold, now it's only you who shall be forever stay as long as my breathe will remain alive)"

Mareena speaks from her soul.

"Bah! Bah! Kiye khubsurat lafz hay apki! A Janab khus huya (Wow! What beautiful words of yours! This mister has been pleased.) But how come my jangli hoor (wild fairy) recites shayeeri (poetry)" He chortle vibrating his chest while he plays with her long sliky hair.

"Well what can I say? I have learnt from the best." She laughs. "We experienced a chapter of accidents. Our fate threw us out of the frying pan into the fire yet we survived after going so many times back and forth with our relationship when at a certain I utterly lost all hope.

We found our destinations now, I'll never let you go again. And this is the best of best birthday ever for me. Thank you Mir for making it this much significant. I love you." She showers peppering kisses all over his face, making him giggle like a toddler.

"Tui mera manzil nahi per mera safar hai jisse mujhe beinteha mohobat hai. (You are not my destination but my journey whom I love infinity.)" Flipping her underneath him, he gaze into her eyes intensely. "Now shall we end this night with some love." He sensually whispers into her ears.

His hot breath touching her ear, giving her goosebumps. Shahmir slowly bites the end of her earlobe and places a kiss on it before staring back at her. Her face is now heated up with sensations.

He leans in barely touching her lips with his but not giving in. His hands roam all over her body, memorizing her every features. As Mareena leans up to kiss him, he moves his face away from her. A playful smirk is playing on his lips.

Ahh! She definitely hates when Shahmir teases her like her this. But she is no less. She gradually unbutton his shirt and cares his hard built chest with her one palm while another hand snakes around his neck, massaging his brown hair at the back of his head.

"It's not good to tease your husband." He growls burring his face deep in her neck, panting like he needs air.

"And is it good to tease your Jannan?" She moans as he begin to rub his lips against her neck. He gives equal attention to every inch of her neck, making it harder for her to suppress droning in pleasure.

Soon he finds her sweet spot, where he he takes a bit of her skin into his mouth and bites it. She winch in pain but Shahmir soothen the spot by licking it with his tongue. Being pleased by marking her his, he shift his head up and claims her lips into a passionate hungry kiss. He nimble her bottom begging for entrance which she gladly permits.

The barrier between them - the clothes is no longer separating them. After the battle with their lips, he moves kissing down all the way from her breasts to her scars, - the scar is not representing her miseries but proudly portraying her strength. He kiss her scars while he hands are over her figure and her hands are freely exploring his back.

The sensation is too much for her to bear and tears are flowing in the pleasure which Shahmir is providing her. She clutches hands full of bed-sheet, pressing her bottom lips hard with her teeth. Shahmir again comes near her lips, freeing her lips with his and their night together goes on and on.

The moon blankets the two lovers in the shade of its stars. The pitch-black winter night sky stays awake until the two souls sleep in one another's arms breathing in peace being contented.

Today the universe witnessed the two hearts becoming one, sealing their destines that can't be drift apart now even if the storms comes trying to separate them, their love will still lit on like the never dying oil lamp in the temple.

https://youtu.be/_Q5LH2DLd_8

They win. Their love win. They had enough share of miseries for one lifetime, now it's their time for living happily ever after.

THE END

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It's finished finally. I don't know how it has been outcome. But I tried my best to impress you @Ryhana_Shykh. Now it's time your turn to give me score and completely give me pure judgments, I'm eagerly waiting for it...😊🥰

Forgive me for the grammar mistakes or spelling error,😅
If you find any let me know so that I can edit it

THIS CHAPTER IS ALSO AVAILABLE ON MY STORY, FOREVER...DOESN'T LAST FOREVER
YOU MAY WANT TO GIVE MY STORY A SHOOT AS WELL😁

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P.S. There is a reason for Urdu to be titled as the most beautiful and romantic language. It express each and every word so magnificently that force you to fall in love with it. No offense to other languages or anyone's mother tongue. 😘😇

I myself belong from Bangladesh and my mother tongue is Bangla but I'm in madly love with Urdu when it comes to express emotions because I can't find any other better language for it. ❤😁