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Shehnaaz walked out of room calmly after looking at time. She was supposed to be downstairs 15 mins ago because her husband threatened her if didn't come on time he will leave her but she knows him that he would never leave her behind it's just his empty threats to make her get ready on time but they are of no use

Her red heels click on floor as she made her way towards parking lot. Today is zorawer's Nikkah and it is set in Larkana city which is just 1 hour away from Sukkur and her husband claims that he can drove them in 45 mins so what's rush? Right and also timings on invitation cards are just digits honestly brown household has nothing like punctuality

Sidharth hummed at whatever Murtaza was telling him on call which he has against his ear with one hand and with other hand he flick half smoked cigarette making ashes fell on wet ground as it just rained an hour ago. His attention was taken away instantly by his wife who walked out gracelessly correcting her hair with eyes on ground ahead before lifting them to meet his eyes. She smiled

She has successfully taken his breath away. The way she's smiling with those pink lips, her smile reaching her eyes. She looks in everything she wears from western to eastern, green and blue colour always manages to bring out that glow in her and compliment her fair skin so well. She pushes her hair behind as she gets near him. He hung up call and shove phone in pocket of his jet black Armani coat jacket

"Kesi lag rahi hoon mein?" She asked standing in front of him. Her red heels and his black shinny boots just inches away

He can smell her vanilla and soft scent that has surrounded him and held him captive. Her brown doe eyes looking at him waiting for his answer. His intense gaze move all over her face from her eyes to her pink painted lips. MashaAllah

"Jese lagti ho nothing special" His voice came out husky. His breath fan across her and she can smell his musky fragrance and cigarettes

"Isliye ghoor rahe the ap?" She asked innocently in low voice only for him to hear. She knows it's gonna be something very inappropriate when his lips are curving in smirk

"Please don't say it" She sighed

"It wasn't gonna say it" He smirked

Like she will believe that. He moved away to open passenger seat door for her, she thanked him and got in. He walked around to get in driving seat and close door behind

"Ap khud kyun drive krte ho?" She questioned because he's rich enough to book flights to Karachi where he drives that long and now also he has lots of drivers still he's driving himself

"Kyun ke mujhe pasand hai drive krna" He looked at her before looking back at empty road

"Don't tell me ap un larko mein se ho jo apne college days mein DHA phase 8 wale road mein racing krte hain?" She raised her eyebrow. He let out low chuckle so he's one of them

"Chutiya log hote hain wo" She stated

"You know what that word means?" He asked smirking in her way

"Obviously it means pagal!" She shrugs and he laughed loudly. His laugh is hot but she's not getting why he's laughing

"Kya?" She frown

"Tumhe sachi mein lagta hai that word means pagal?" He laughs

"It means pagal!" She said

"Yeah right" He nodded holding his laugh looking at road. She nudge him annoyingly who rested hand against his mouth hiding his smile

"Achaa aur konsi konsi galiya ati hain?" He asked suppressing his laugh looking in her way who was skulking

"Mujhse baat na karo ap!" She kept hand against his cheeks and turn his face. He held her soft hand in his rough one and kissed her palm making her blush. How dare he make her blush like that when she's annoyed at him

"Just pooch raha hoon" He smiled not leaving her hand instead he intertwined them his thumb rubbing her skin gently. He look ahead while she looks at him more like stare at him with loving eyes. She is only one who has seen best both worst side of him and she has decided to love him for all those best moments

"Karachi wapis kab jaogi?" He asked. Jaogi? Won't he come with her

"Ap nahi chalo ge mere sath?" She questioned instead of answering

"Kuch maasle hue hai gau mein I have to go and handle those it will take time" He reasoned. She forgot he's gaddi-nasheen with responsibility of thousands of people how can he just go with her Karachi but does that mean she's gonna live there alone again without him

"Toh mein akele rahon wahan phirse" He noticed heaviness in her voice like she's about to have teary eyes. He glanced at her and noticed moist in her brown eyes

"Ro kyun rahi ho meri jaan ayunga na mein jese he maasle haal hojaye I'll come to you right away" He promised

"How long will it take?" She didn't realise but her lips curved in small pout. He let go her hand to cup her face with one hand gently

"Saturday shyad" He said. Today was Saturday means whole week as she's leaving tomorrow on Sunday because she has classes on Monday

"Isme bhi shayad!" She pointed out. He couldn't but chuckled at her sudden loud voice and that small pout on her lips. She looks cute

"Theek hai Saturday paka Janam" He patted her cheeks

She blushed at his new nickname but roll eyes at his actions. It always annoyed her whenever he does that. Patted her cheeks. She pushed his hand away with scowl. He just gave her smile before looking back at road

"By the way I don't like chief minister gabool" She told him

"Finally something common in us" He agreed

"Lekin wo toh apke dost haina?" She asked finding it odd

"He's not my friend we just help each other when needed. Jab mein jeay sindh mein tha tab uska problem hua tha police walo ke sath and they were filing fake reports against him. It was damaging image of Mr gabool as he was Saddar (president) at that time so chief minister came to me and asked for my help" He explained her

"How did you help him? I mean wo tab mna tha right if he can't handle police how can you?" She questioned. Her husband smirked

"Meri jaan mujhe halke mein na liya karo us waqt ke dour mein police bhi 20 saal ke larke se daarti thi" He said proudly like he has won some awards for good deeds. He won't tell her that he barged into police station with his comrades and tear those complaint files against Mr gabool's son. Reason he left jeay Sindh was because later police started dragging his family into this all to get his reaction and revenge on him

"Proud toh ese horahe ho jese Noble prize wala kaam krdiya ho apne" She fake smiled at him

"You need to be put in your place Naaz" He breath out looking at his gorgeous yet sassy wife

"And I'm assuming you will do that?" She questioned innocently. Only if she was that innocent as she acts

"There is no question sweetheart it's obvious only I can do that. Only I have that right" His voice dropped low. She felt butterflies in her tummy at his words. He's so good with his words and he knows it she can tell by that smirk on his lips

LARKANA
9 pm

Gabool's official house was built literally like some mini town with houses inside, kitchen and gardens. Shehnaaz now knows where is money of whole country going

Nikkah ceremony was not big event as she thought it to be instead it was very few people maximum 40 in total. Whole garden was decorated in white and pink roses with fairy lights and beautiful fancy lamps around. Too much for 40 people because everything looks ridiculously expensive but extreme beautiful and classy

"Time ki punctuality toh bikul nahi hai tum dono mein!" Mr gabool glared at couple before hugging 6 feet tall guy

"Asalam-o-alaikum" Shehnaaz greeted smiling at him. He patted her head greeting back with wide smile

"I see you both have resolved your issues. Lovely" He seems more excited than them as he grins at couple. Sidharth couldn't help but roll his eyes

"Mene suna ap mere shohar ko dusri shaadi ke mashware derahe the?" Shehnaaz folded arms to firmly look at elder man

"Koi muj per galat ilzaam laga raha hai it's totally lie and absurd" He scoffed pushing hands in pocket of his suit and glared at Sidharth who was hiding his smile

"Mujh-"

"Oh my Shehnaaz!"

Shehnaaz looked over mr gabool's shoulder to see zara walking towards her more like running in those heels. Mr gabool shake his head at young lady who appeared beside him and pulled Shehnaaz with him somewhere

"Toh tumne divorce nahi diya?" There comes voice of chief minister who smirked making his way towards young man. Sidharth rolled his eyes rubbing his temper because this man will surely get him annoyed to no point

"Mene toh bataya he tha ke that mustafa is just friend of hers. My team did good word getting info on him" He said proudly

"Please zorawer ka Nikkah hai I don't want you both fighting" Mr gabool already warned

"Is that man talking with your wife?" Sidharth questioned with frown looking over his shoulder

"Where"

He immediately looked back and poke his inner cheek because he finds nothing just a tree behind and this gaddi-nasheen and his father was now chucking. Chief minister rolled his eyes

Shehnaaz looked at woman who almost everyone in gabool family has told her she looks alike and she can see little resemblance. She just has softer features and more innocence in her looks. She also looks way too younger to be mother of zorawer, she looks like she has aged like fine wine

"Mere bache apke bare mein baat krte hain" She smiled in her way. She even has softer voice

"They are really well mannered and friendly mujhe almost pura Karachi inhone he ghumaya hai" Shehnaaz looks at zara who gives her wink. She's nothing like her mother

"Shukhriya-"

"Ek mint ana yahan"

Shehnaaz looked at chief minster who rudely interrupt and isn't even guilty when he steals her away despise her wince about she has guests to attend

"Don't mind him Baba is like that around muma" Zara whispers

She glance at them to see him laugh and she was blushing. She didn't know rude and arrogant person like him could laugh that freely with his wife but his wife has that aura that makes people softer around her and treat her like glass doll

"Your father is bipolar" She heard her husband says behind her and wrapped arm around her waist pulling her closer him. Her body collided with his as he looks down at her

"Apse kaam wale" Zara folded her arms looking at elder man who was insulting her dear father. Sidharth rolled eyes at young girl

"Koi kaam dhang ka kiya hai? Shaadi se lekr bacho ki shaadi tak?" Sidharth asked. Zara groan realising it's true

"Everyone has bipolar side in them okay!" She argued walking away

"Sure" Sidharth scoffed

Shehnaaz was here lost in hands of her husband around her and his musky fragrance. He felt so good beside her, she rested her head against his arm before wrapping arms around his bicep. She clearly didn't know what she was losing before now that she knows she doesn't wanna lose it at all