Author's POV

Isha was getting ready while smiling like a kid who just got her favourite Candy. She did a little bit makeup including baby pink lipstick which made her look even cuter. Placing dupatta on her head she stares at herself examining. After making sure of her look she walk out of the room.

She saw Arshad standing outside of her room waiting for her. He looks up only get his breath hitched. She was looking breathtaking. Although she wore the same dress she wore at engagement party but today her face had the shine and smile making her look even enchanting.

He forwards his hand toward her. Isha placed her hand shyly trying to not to make eye contact with him cause she saw him staring at her intensely. He held her hand in a firm grip before heading out of the house.

They sat on the car. isha was nervously looking here and there and Arshad saw that. He held her hand and squeeze it in a comforting way. She glances at him and he gives her a soft smile which she returned.

They both arrived at the restaurant after 15 minutes drive. Arshad got out of the car and open the door for her. Taking her hand in his he began walking inside. Isha becomes more nervous as she steps in the expensive-looking restaurant. She clutched her other hand on Arshad's arms in nervousness. He put his hand on hers squeezing.

The manager came asking for their reservation.

"Mr And Mrs Arshad Malik" Arshad said confidently. Isha felt butterflies in her stomach hearing him. Even though it was meant for sofia but she couldn't help feeling happy that she was here with him. As his Mrs., The manager escorted them to their table.

He as a gentleman pull chair for isha. She smiles blushing and sat on it.

"Toh, what do you like to eat?" Arshad asked after settling on his chair. Isha pouted looking here and there. She didn't know anything. She had never been places like this. And what food she would order she didn't even know. "Isha, tell me anything you want to eat," Arshad asks softly.

"Uh... Icecream." She said unsure of what he will say. She loved ice cream and she hardly got a chance to eat ice cream in his house. Arshad chuckled.

"We will eat Ice cream but before that, we need something for dinner. So, tell me what do you want for dinner?" He asked smiling.

"Gol gappe" she said again with the lightening face.

"Okay, to tumhe gol gappe pasand hai? (So you like golgappe? / pani puri)" He asked. Isha pouted.

"Pata nahi. Maine khabi nahi khaye. (I don't know, I had never eaten ) I had only heard about golgappa is the best chaat. I always seen it on the street people being surrounded on the golgappa stall but never dared to go there alone " she said innocently but sadly. He felt guilty that he couldn't give her what most of the girls get in her age, his support, his motivation.

Holding her hand Arshad said "we will eat gol gappe from the street stall tomorrow. Now I will order food for us, if is that okay with you or if do you want anything else, tell me" he understood that she didn't know how to act or behaved in the event like this. He couldn't help but felt his heart luring for her innocent even more.

They had ordered their food and waited for it to come. Arshad asked her a few questions about her university and isha begun feeling comfortable with him even more. She told him she had the difficulties in understanding maths sometimes but Alhamdulillah she managed it till now.

"Don't worry, next time tell me if you won't understand anything. I will help you. You know I was the best in mathematics" he said proudly.

"Okay, I will ask you if i...." Suddenly she stopped.

"What happen isha?' He asked. Isha didn't say anything and look down. " isha" Arshad calls.

"Uh...aap..um...aap to chale jayenge na kuch dino baad... Asam bhai... ki shadi ke baad (you will leave after Asam brother's marriage right?) " she said in a sad tone before looking up. Arshad didn't know what to say. It was true he has to leave after a month or so.

"Your order sir" a waiter came taking their order. He placed it on the table and left

"Yea, I need to go, but don't think about it now, let's enjoy this delicious food. I'm sure it won't be as good as you made but I think it will be okay for now" he chuckled trying to lighten up her mood. She smiles agreeing with him.

They enjoy the food with light talks. He ordered ice cream for them After they were done just then they heard the announcement or rather request for a couple to come for a paper dance competition. Isha stared curiously at everyone who was going toward the dance floor holing their spouse hands. Arshad was looking at her excited face and curious gaze on the people.

"Chale? (Shall we?)" he asked. She looks at him her face fell.

"Okay" with a sad look she said. He smiles and stretches his hand in front of her. She places her hand before they both stood up. "Kaha jaare hai aap. Entrance waha hai (where are you going? Entrance is there)" she said confusingly when Arshad begins walking toward the dance floor. Isha thought he was asking to go home and was sad cause she wanted to see the dance but not to dance.

"We are taking part in this dance" he announced smiling. Her eyes widened.

"Nahi...no, please. Please mat karein. Mujhe nahi aata dance... (Don't. I don't know how to dance) You will end up embarrassing us" she pleaded trying to stop him but he was not in a mood for her reluctance.

"Don't worry I won't let you embarrass " Isha continuously try to deny but no use. They took part in that and now they were stood on the paper.

"Na karena please ( don't please)" she pleaded pouting making Arshad's heart fluttered.

( I love this song😍)

Music began.

He held her hand and placed it on his shoulder before wrapping his one arm around her waist and from others hold her hand. Isha felt her heart beating fastly from his touch. And proximity. Arshad stares at her face which was turning crimson. He began swinging with her in his arms.

Maine chhani ishq ki gali, Bas teri ahatein mili.
Maine chaha chahuna tujhe, Par meri ek na chali
Ishq me nigahon ko, milti hai baarishein.
Phir bhi kyu kar raha, Dil teri khuwahishe
Dil meri na sune, Dil ki mai na sunu.
Dil meri na some, Dil ka mai kya karun?

(I searched for the street of love, I just found your existence
I wished that I wouldn't love you, But I was helpless
Eyes get satisfaction in love,
Why is this heart, still yearning for you.
{My heart doesn't listen to me
I don't listen to it (heart)
My heart doesn't listen to me
How do I make it understand?} ×2)

The song volume decrease and they had to fold a paper. This time they stood very close to each other. Isha couldn't even raise her face in her shyness. Their body began brushing each other. She slowly lifted feeling his intense gaze on her. Their eyes locked. Arshad left her hand and brush the loose hair strands away from her face which was coming out of her dupatta cover head. She put her hand on his chest.

Laya kaha mujhko, ye moh tera
Raatein na ab meri, na mera sawera.
(Where did this love of yours bring me.
Neither nights are mine, not mornings)

He cupped her left side face caressing her cheeks staring at innocent face.

Jaan lega meri ye ishq mera
Ishq me nigahon ko, milti hai baarishein
Phir bhi kyu kar raha, Dil teri khuwahishe

Isha leaned on his hand feeling his warm staring back into his eyes.

(Dil meri na sune, Dil ki mai na sunu.
Dil meri na some, Dil ka mai kya karun?)×2

(My love will take my life.
Eyes get satisfaction in love
Why is this heart,
still yearning for you.
{My heart doesn't listen to me
I don't listen to it (heart)
My heart doesn't listen to me
How do I make it understand?} ×2)

The song volume again decreases and this time isha had to stand on his feet. Both of their heart was beating wildly. Breath began mingling with each other. He went closer to her neck inhaling her fragrance. Isha's eyes closed as the sensation spread all over her body.

Dil to hai dil ka kya, gustak hai yeh.
Darta nahi pagal. Bebaak hai yeh.
Hai raqeeb khud ka hi, ittefaq hai yeh.
Ishq me nigahon ko, milti hai baarishein
Phir bhi kyu kar raha, Dil teri khuwahishe
(Dil meri na sune, Dil ki mai na sunu.
Dil meri na some, Dil ka mai kya karun?)×2

This heart is impudent, this craziness is not scared at all. It's fearless.
It is Raqeep of itself, what a coincidence.
Eyes get satisfaction in love
Why is this heart,
still yearning for you.
(My heart doesn't listen to me
I don't listen to it (heart)
My heart doesn't listen to me
How do I make it understand?)×2

When it was becoming too much for isha's fragile heart she steps away from his foot and they were out of the competition.

Arshad look around as he came out of his daze before holding her hand and hurriedly striding out of the restaurant. "Sorry, please naraz na hoye (don't get angry)" isha pleaded as she thought he was angry cause they were out because of her.

He opens the door for her. After she sat he went to his side and began the engine. His silence makes her anxious. All the way to the home he didn't utter a word and isha began feeling her eyes getting wet. The beautiful night end with sadness. She lowered her head not wanting to see his bitter behaviour.

Car stop and isha didn't wait for him to open the door and got out of the car. Wanting to go to her room for doing her favourite thing crying clutching her pillow for her stupid behaviour.

"Isha" he held her hand as she was about to make her way toward her room. They already step inside the house.

Isha stopped but didn't look at him."Sorry, aap meri waje se har gaye. Maine kaha tha mujhe nahi aata dance... (You lost because of me. I told you I don't know how to dance....)" " She began blabbering. He came in front of her and out of nowhere pulled her in his arms.

"Shhh.... I'm sorry for my rude behaviour. Something was disturbing me" he mumbled inhaling her scent.

He couldn't help but felt himself drowning in her. He wanted to be away from her but at the same time wanted her close to him. Very close. The urge of making her his began coming into his mind. Tonight the way she was dancing with him as his spouse as his wife makes everything ten times stronger. The innocence the shyness, the hidden love in her eyes for him makes him wanted to take her innocence, make her shy, feel her love. And the realisation which becomes strong that she was His secret wife makes her even more irresistible. She was too young and innocent for him, for a man who was already married, for a man who may couldn't love her the way she deserves but he couldn't help being selfish, he wanted isha to be withy with him and to be happy with whatever he could give her. And he knew she was anything but the one who could complain.

He pulled back kissing her head "this was one of the best night" isha blushed. her hands were around him. Arshad took a step back gulping before he could scare the little girl with his wild thoughts. Isha pulls her hand to her side "good night" with that he walks away from there.

Isha walks toward her room with a smile.

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Arshad tossed and turned into his bed but couldn't sleep. Isha's thoughts making him restless. If sofia was here then the guilt could stop himself from thinking about her. He could sleep holding sofia but she was not here. He was alone. And being alone in the night make the deepest desire or fear to come out. And he felt both the desire of having isha in his arms and the fear of betraying sofia got strong.

He jolted up as a thought -a sinful thought- came to his mind.

Sofia is not here. She won't know if I sleep with isha.

With this thought, he nearly ran toward isha's room before the guilt rise and stopped him. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He was going to another woman's room at night.

That another woman is your other wife.

His subconscious spoke as he stopped and couldn't get enough courage to open the door. But she was his wife and with this, he tries to open the door which was locked for the first time. He knocks. impatiently tapping his foot wanting to go inside before anyone caught him here at the middle of the night.

Isha opens the door slightly. And what makes Arshad desire stronger was that even in the middle of the night her headcover with her dupatta. She must think anyone could here at this time.

"Aap? (you)" She asked confusingly.

"Neend nahi aari (i can't sleep)" he muttered and waited for her to call him inside which she was being hesitated he could see. So, he himself asks "ander aajao? (Can I come in?)" Isha bites her lips in nervousness but who was she to deny her husband. She opens the door wider and gives him space to walk in. She was still standing on her place staring at the floor getting nervous as he was in her room in the middle of the night. Arshad stares at her and when he was sure she had frozen on her place he shut and locked the door himself before grabbing her hand.

"Aap kya kar rahe hai? (What are you doing)" Isha asked in almost whispered as he sat on her bed with her.

"Neend nahi aari thi (i couldn't sleep)" he answered not knowing what to say.

"Par aap yaha kyun.... (But what are you doing here...?)

"Kyun... nahi aa sakta? Galat hai mera tumhare paas aana? (Why, can't I come? Is it wrong for me to come to you?)" He asked intensely staring into her eyes. She lowered her head feeling heat crept her cheeks.

"Aisa nahi hai (its not like this)" isha mumbled.

"Toh, no more questions," he said smiling at her.

To be continued.........

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