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68. True Love Stories never End

“Mannat! yar give me the remote” he said it for like 50th time and I rolled my eyes once again, holding the remote tight in my hand and my eyes glued on the screen.

“Mannat!” he glared at me and I completely ignored him.

“Mannat! am warning you… give it to me” I looked up at him, he was standing near me with his hands on his waist and eyes trying to glare me in kind of an angry way… but failed.

“Hussain! stop wasting your energy love” I advised him and he raised his eyebrow…. “go watch that stupid FIFA of yours with Shehry or Baba… am not going to give it to you” I added firmly and he narrowed his eyes.

“Mannat come on! You are watching it for like 10th time… stop it” Hussain said irritated.

“yar ub to adds aa rai hen… at least lemme have a look on the status” Hussain said scooting down to grab the remote and I hide it at my back, glaring at him.

“Hussain! you are hell irritating man! Am not giving it to you” he remained like that bent down staring my face with his teeth gritted and I made a kissy face at him.

“Its Messi coming there yar.. you cant do this to me” Hussain stood up straight and whined, I looked back at the screen.

“Yeah! and here its Hussain Asif am watching… so just don’t disturb Mr husband” I said firmly and he rolled his eyes.

“Jan-e-Hussain! ap live dekhiye na Hussain Asif ko… ap k liye to poora ka poora maujood hoon yahan. Tv mein kia mazaa aaye ga dekhne ka” he tried to act cute and I gave him a fake smile and then slapped his leg.

“don’t try to play cute with me… okay!” I rolled my eyes and he chuckled lightly.

“Okay at least give me the remote so that I can put my match on the recording” He extended his hand down and I looked at it with my eyebrow raised.

“Do you really think that I will give it to you?.... huhn! Never” I shook my head, remote was still at my back… “and kia Messi Messi lagaya hua hea? don’t act gay okay!” I added glaring at him and Hussain sighed deep moving his hand in his hair in irritation, I chuckled mentally.

Hussain ko tang kerne ka apna he maza tha… he looked too cute as he stood there in his night trousers and a black vest, showing off his toned muscular arms. His hair were wet as he was just out of the bath and was about to watch a very important match when I started watching one of his best movies ever… to be frank he was looking too hot right now that I just wanted to get up from that rug and hug him tight… but tang bhi to kerna than a.

“Go watch it with Shehry man! Am watching something important… kitna romantic scene aane wala hea… uffff!” I looked back on the screen excitedly.

“Mannat ye scene tum ne 10 bar pehle dekha hua hea…” he rolled his eyes and I ignored him… “and secondly bilkul bhi sharam haya nai hea na tum mein? I mean how can you watch me doing romance with other girls?” Hussain asked making a face and I looked up at him.

“Achaw ji! Tum romance kerte hue nai shermaatey…or mujhe keh rae ho” I said in a duh tone and he went speechless…. “lemme watch it, and listen movie k beech mein khaberdaar jo tang kia” I pointed my finger at him and he kept on glaring at me narrowing his eyes and I looked back at the screen as the advertisement was over and the movie started again.

HUSSAIN’S POV

I stepped out of the bathroom and draped the towel over the hook in the dressing room and headed to watch the match…FIFA had become crucial; two best teams in the quarter finals and I was just dying to make Argentina win this time.

Coming out of the dressing room I found her sitting there on the rug near our bed… she was wearing her usuall white vest in which she looked hot as always… I still remember the first time I saw her in that night suit in her apartment when I went to take my mobile back, ufff! She is getting prettier and hotter with every passing day.

I sighed a little…as she remained completely oblivious of my presence as her eyes were popped out being glued on the tv screen, she looked cute.. cute kind of funny. I chuckled lightly.

She was holding quilt over her, grabbing it in her fist as if she was watching something really intense or horrific. Her hair were tied up in a loose bun letting few strands hung down at the sides of her face.

Messi! …. God! This wife of mine makes me forget everything… I groaned mentally as I remembered I had to watch the match and I headed towards her.

“Mannat! yar give me the remote” she rolled her eyes dramatically as I kept on asking for the remote, she held it tight in her hand and her eyes glued on the screen.

“Mannat!” I called her nudging her a little with my foot.

“Mannat! am warning you… give it to me” she looked up and I glared at her trying to look angry.

“Stop wasting your energy love” She kind of advised me and I rolled my eyes…. “go watch that stupid FIFA of yours with Shehry or Baba… am not going to give it to you” She added firmly and I narrowed his eyes.

“Mannat come on! You are watching it for like 10th time… stop it” she was acting like an irritating little kid.

“yar ub to adds aa rai hen… at least lemme have a look on the status” I tried to snatch the remote from her hand and she hurriedly hide it at her back making me curse my laziness.

“Hussain! you are hell irritating man! Am not giving it to you” I was bent over her face and she made a kissy face, making me grit my teeth hard.

 Don’t make yourself pay back baby! I stood straight.

“Its Messi coming there yar.. you cant do this to me” I literally never miss his match.. not even a single goal. Its been so long he was my favourite and she was not letting me watch the hell important match of his life. Ahhh! Man she is too much.

“Yeah! and here its Hussain Asif am watching… so just don’t disturb Mr husband!” She said firmly and I rolled my eyes.

“Jan-e-Hussain! ap live dekhiye na Hussain Asif ko… ap k liye to poora ka poora maujood hoon yahan. Tv mein kia mazaa aaye ga dekhne ka” I tried an other way out but her fake smile told me she didn’t change her mind… she slapped my leg tight.

“don’t try to play cute with me… okay!” I chuckled at her cute yet threatening expressions.

“Okay atleast give me the remote so that I can put my match on the recording” she raised her eyebrow at me which clearly meant a NO.

“Do you really think that I will give it to you?.... huhn! Never” she shook her head, remote was still at her back… “and kia Messi Messi lagaya hua hea? don’t act gay okay!” she added glaring at me looking up at my face and inside I chuckled.

 “Go watch it with Shehry man! Am watching something important… kitna romantic scene aane wala hea… uffff!” she looked too excited as if pehli bat dekh rai ho… huhn!

 “Mannat ye scene tum ne 10 bar pehle dekha hua hea…” I reminded her but she ignored me completely… “and secondly, bilkul bhi sharam haya nai hea na tum mein? I mean how can you watch me doing romance with other girls?” she looked up at me and I narrowed my eyes.

“Achaw ji! Tum romance kerte hue nai shermaatey…or mujhe keh rae ho” she made me speechless for a while….. “lemme watch it, and listen movie k beech mein khaberdaar jo tang kia” she pointed her finger at me as the movie started again and she looked back on the screen.

Hmm! Hussain beta! daal nai galney wali… kuch kerrr

I rubbed my chin thinking for a way out and then finding nothing  I sighed deep and went at her back…

“Hey! What are you up to?” She looked up at me as I stood at her back and was about to sat down.

I sat down on the rug at her back and snaking my arm in her waist I pulled her back into me, she gasped as her back collided a little with my chest.

“Hussain!” she looked back at me, our faces almost touching. Her expressions weird… but cute and I chuckled shaking my head as she kept the remote tight with herself as if I was about to snatch it or something.

“tum se jeet to sakta nai…. So I thought lets watch the romance together” I whispered and she blushed at once, smiling a little.

“al right! sounds perfect” she gave me a swift kiss on my cheek and looked back on the screen excitedly and I smiled at her cuteness.

I wrapped my arms around her… man! She was so warm, I just felt like melting. She squirm a little as my grip went tighter… raising my hand up I pulled out her hair band she was having around her bun, letting her long brown locks coming down instantly touching my face.

Mannat’s eyes were still glued on the screen where I was getting beaten the shit out of me by some Hatta Katta jaanvar looking gundey log and she was watching the scene with her eyes wide open as if it was happening in reality… I could feel her body jerking little with every kick and punch I was getting.

“Mannat! this is not real jan-e-man! Its okay” I whispered and she shook her head lightly ignoring my statement.

“Kitna mara…ufff!” she said to herself making me smile. I rested my chin over her shoulder…. “why do they have these scenes? they suck!” she made a face as I got a hard punch form one of the gundas.

“Mera bus chaley na…. to ek ek ko pakker ke… chotey chotey turkey ker ke.. kutton ko khila doon” Maanat said angrily as if mentally imagining doing this to all of them and I literally chuckled a loud.

“uff! Ch ch…” she shook her head disapprovingly… “how can it all be fake? I mean… its blood Hussain! My God… they are jungliii… janwar” she said in anger and I kissed her shoulder swiftly.

“yes! go Hussain!... keema bana do mar mar ker kameenon ka” she literally jumped excitedly as I started kicking the shit out of them. I laughed as she smiled like an idiot watching the movie.

she kept on smiling wide looking at the screen while my eyes were fixed on her… she looked damn cute making me forget everything around me.

I gulped down as I buried my face in her hair inhaling the scent getting lost into the feelings she was sending in me. My arms around her tummy went into an even tighter grip. Her back over my chest was burning like fire….I could feel her breath was getting un even slowly.

“Hus.. Hussain” she called my name into a whisper.

“ji jaan-e-Hussain!” I didn’t pull back my face from her hair.

“I guess we were watching a movie” she said and I buried my nose in her hair a little more touching the back of her neck… her skin soft and warm… comforting.

I just couldn’t reply her back… rather raised my hand up from her waist and moved her hair aside from her shoulder, letting them fall at her front on the other shoulder and kissed her neck softly… her body trembled.

“Hussain! movie…” I could feel her voice shivering a little as she tried to stop me when I kissed her neck even deeper moving my index finger over the length of her bare arm… up and down.. down and up.

“Hussain!” her breath was heavy as she took my name into a whisper. My lips were still over her neck and hands moved down under the quilt near the hem of her vest and I slide them inside slowly… my hands were cold over her burning skin and I moved them up.

“Huss….” My fingers, under her vest touched something  when she at once turned and wrapping her arms around my neck she hugged me tight…. damn tight!

I smiled, wrapping my arms around her back as her body was shivering now and her breath dangerously uneven. She tugged her fingers in my hair.. still damp and I pulled her even more into me, her breath was like fire over my neck…

My eyes went down on the quilt near us and found it  lying over there… a smirk spread across my face. I looked up the movie was playing and I don’t know what scene was going on. Slowly I grabbed the quilt and pulled it towards me picking the remote up in my hand I changed the channel…..

“Goal!” Mannat was still clunked to my body as Neymar hit a goal and I yelled out.

“What?” she at once pulled back and looked at my face frowning, I looked aback as if…. Chor pakrra gaya ho and made a cheeky face as she glared at me.

“Hussain!” she narrowed her eyes and I smiled cheekily trying to hide what I just did…. “you!... you cheater!” she punched me on my chest.

“o teriiii! Meri cheeti… holey holey!” I held her fists in my hands as she started pounding punches over my chest. She tried to pull her hands out of my grip and I chuckled at her expressions… few of her strands came on her face as she moved like hell in my grip.

“tum se bura to koi hai he nai…” she made a face, still trying to get her hands off my hands and I laughed lightly making her anger fired up even more.

“Achaw ji? Abhi shadi ko 6 maheeney hue hen sirf… abhi se bura ho gaya Majazi Khuda tumhara?” I tried to sound offended and she looked completely un smitten by my words.

“I hate you… I hate you” she still tried to punch me and I couldn’t help admire her efforts in doing so.

“hey! Calm down baby!... I love you too” I winked at her and she glared back at me.

A sleek strand of hair was troubling her, near her nose. she was trying to jerk it off by blowing a puff of air upwards through her mouth making me chuckle.

“leave me….. and stop laughing” she said angrily and I stopped laughing at once.

For a moment I just lost into her cuteness…. Into that anger on her face, that strand of hair on her nose…into her fiery eyes.. into her pink lips; so much appealing and inviting. 

“Kia dekh rae ho han? … kia ghoor rahe ho? cheater!” she said like an angry upset kid and I bent forward making her getting back at once, I held her hands at her back in my grip and blew air near her nose… that dheet tareen strand of her hair flew away instantly and I smiled looking into her eyes.

Her expressions changing slowly as she kept on looking into my eyes… her struggle of pulling her hands away was getting weaker and weaker as she surrendered herself to me and I slowly let her hands go out of my grip still peaking into her deep oceans.

Touching her cheek I bent down a little towards her lips when she stopped me putting her hands over my throbbing heart and I frowned looking up at her face.

“go! kiss Messi” she made a face saying mischievously and pushed me back forcefully, my back touched the wood of our bed. I chuckled a little.

“he wont be that sweet as my wife is” I said crossing my hands and she rolled her eyes…though blushing hard.

“Mar to aesey he rahe thy usey dekhne k liye… jese Messi na ho gaya mehbooba ho gai janab ki” she made a funny face and I laughed.

“hayeee! Mehbooba to aaap hen hamarii” I put my hand over my heart and she bit her inner lip trying to hide the smile escaping her lips.

“huhn!” she turned a her face to left crossing her arms over her torso and I just stared her face tilting my head a little.

She looked at me side ways narrowing her eyes.

“What happened? Freeks outs q ker rae ho?” she asked now looking straight at me and I chuckled lightly.

“Dil kerta hea… tumhen khaa jaoon” I moved my face near her’s and she got back as if I was literally about to bite and I laughed.

“oye! Hussain!... “ she said as if reminding something hell important and smacked her forehead with her plam….“khaney se yaad aya....Shaista aunty ki taraf jana hea kal subha” she added and I frowned.

“Kahey ko?” I asked and she slapped my arm lightly.

“bhool gaye? Bhulakkarr singh!” she said… “kal Rida ki hath chulaaii hea na”She added making me frown even deeper.

“Wo kia cheez hoti hea?” I asked and she rolled her eyes.

“oho! Its like the first time she is gonna make something after the wedding…. First dish, its normally a sweet dish” She explained and I nodded.

“Oooh! Like that!... jesey tum ne wo ajeeb-o-ghareeb si koi cheez banai thi?” I asked seriously and she shot a dead look at me making me chuckle.

“That was awesome miyan ji! And secondly that ajeeb-o-ghareeb si cheez had a name……it was a chocolate soufflé and it was yummy” she boasted and I laughed nodding my head.

“yeah! but not more than you” I said looking at her face which blushed at once.

“batein banana mein koi muqabla nai ker sakta Mr Hussain Asif ka” she said dancing her eyes and I laughed.

“Mrs Mannat Hussain Asif k ilawa….koi nai ker sakta” I said kissing her nose and she giggled.

“lets sleep” I whispered touching her nose with mine.

“what about your Messi?” she asked and I moved back then got up from the rug, her eyes were on my face.

“Bhaarr mein gaya Messi!” I scooted down and picked her up carrying her in my arms and she giggled.

I went near the screen and Mannat slide down one arm from my neck, shutting the power button… She looked back at me and smiled warmly wrapping her arm again around my neck as I stepped towards our bed.

WAQAS’S POV

I tucked the buttons of my shirt and rolled my sleeves up till my elbows… whistling while setting my hair up, my eyes went at the reflection of the most prettiest girl on earth… my wife! A smile spread across my face… having her in my life was the most amazingly beautiful feeling.

“hey! Watchu looking at Hubby darling?” she was drying her hair with the towel when she caught me staring her through the mirror in front of me.

“I was praising myself for something” I said with a smile and she narrowed her eyes.

“yourself?.... such a self obsessed person you are Waqas!” she rolled her eyes and I chuckled turning back I looked at her. she came to the dressing and picked up the hair drier.

“I was praising myself because I chose you as my life partner” I sat on the dressing as she started drying her hair and she smiled, looking at my face.

“really?....” she asked raising her eyebrow and I nodded my head.

“koi shak?” I asked and she giggled, shaking her head.

Her hair were flying in the air now…making me feel like I was in the middle of some romantic Bollywood scene. She was moving her fingers in her hair to dry them quickly and I felt like doing the same with my fingers… I jumped down and went at her back raising my hand I touched her damp hair and her hand halted in the middle.

She turned slowly and looked into my eyes… I couldn’t remember for how many moments we just stood there lost into each other’s gaze when  my eyes roamed down to her lips. I took a step towards her and touched her cheeks cupping them in my hands. She blinked a couple of times I could feel her breath was heavy and heartbeat fast… but the sound of that drier was suppressing everything.

I tilted my head a little as I moved towards her lips and suddenly felt hot air blown on my face I took a couple of steps back and she started laughing.

“Oye! Stop it” I tried to snatch the drier form her grip but she backed off putting it on the table and her shoulder slipped my hand.

She ran laughing and I tried to chase her in the room….

“Rida!…you will pay for this okay!” I said in between laughing as I ran after her and she stepped on the bed.

“Catch me if you can” she turned and stick her tongue out, looking too cute.

She was about to jump down from the bed when I held her writs in my hand jumping up and she turned back… I pulled her into me and she bumped hard on my chest. Few of her hair came crashing on my face, her eyes were twinkling and breath heavy… her smile slowly faded as I snaked my arm in her waist pulled her more into me.

“bhag ker kahan jao gi jan-e-man!... jahan bhi jao gi, akhir hum se he takrao gi… akhir humein he pao gi” I smirked and she blushed fisting her hand in my just ironed shirt, in trying to balance her self as we were still standing on the bed.

“Subha Subha shaiyriii” she said smiling and I smiled back.

“hayeee! Jab bivi chalti phirti ghazal ho… to banda shair ban he jata hea” I flaunted and she giggled.

“uff! Waqas since when have you become so cheesy?” she asked popping her eyes out and I narrowed my eyes.

“Cheesy? Did you just call me cheesy?” I asked trying to look a little hurt… “this is my love for you Mrs….muhabbat hea meri.. jazbat hen merey”she rolled her eyes.

“Is Muhabbat per kon na mar jae ae Khuda!” to my she pulled me closer to herself, with her hand reaching my collar and my eyes went wide… as she winked at me tight.

“Oh! I forgot… Voti meri, meron to vadd ke dramey baaz hea gi”I brushed my nose with her’s and she giggled.

I tilted my head a little left and kissed her cheek, her giggling stopped at once and she closed her eyes, a cute smile was there on her face.

“your giggles have a hell of a crazy effect over my heart girl” I whispered and she opened her eyes, looking deep into mine.

“I know…” she said and slowly placed her palm over my heart… throbbing inside… “I can feel that” she whispered back and moving a little up she kissed my cheek softly, making me smile like an idiot.

“I had never thought that one day I will be married and this much happy Rida!” I whispered as she pulled back and looked at my face… “Thanks a lot! thanks a lot for coming into my life and making it worth loving” she smiled warmly at me.

“The pleasure is all mine Sir!” she whispered back pinching my cheek and I chuckled.

“Now let me go …. Remember its my hath chulaai today” She said trying to pull back but I kept on holding her tight.

“Waqas! gir jaen ge hum…” I tried to step a little forward when she almost yelled grabbing my collar tight.

“I will never let you fall’ I said and scooting down I carried her up in my arms and she practically yelled aloud.

“Waqas!....” she gasped a loud and I chuckled at her horrified expressions.

“Calm down yar! We are not standing on the peak of Mount Everest” I rolled my eyes and she slapped my chest lightly.

“And believe me… even if it was the peak of Mount Everest I wouldn’t have let you fall Rida!” I whispered looking into her eyes and she smiled at me.

“hayee! Itna piyar kerte ho?” She asked pouting cutely and I smiled.

“Aap ki soch se bhi ziada muhterma” I said and slowly stepped down from the bed, she was wrapping her arms tight around my neck… I looked down at her face and found her staring at mine.

“Kia hua?” I asked

“ishq” she said quiet seriously and I smiled.

“Mujhe bhi” I whispered bending down and kissed the tip of her nose making her giggle again.

“Now put me down” She said again and I sighed.

“Dil to nai ker raha but chalo…. Kia Karen” I said making a face and slowly put her down on her feet.

“I love you” She pecked my cheek swiftly and ran back towards the dressing to finish what she started earlier.

“I love you more girl!” I said almost to myself….smiling.

SHEHRY’S POV

“Shehry! please do put that milk bottle in her baby bag… last time bhi tum bhool gaye thy” Minahil instructed me as I was busy sending a mail about my project to the head quarters.

“hmm!” I didn’t look up

“Shehry! are you even listening?” she complaint and I reluctantly looked up at her face, she was standing with her hands on her waist. she was all ready to go to Waqas's place and i was still sitting there in my trousers and phati purani shirt.

“yup! I did.. suna mein ne begum! Ap ki to dherkanein tak yahan sunaaii de rahi hen mujhe…” I flaunted trying to calm her down and she crossed her arms.

“Acha! So what did I just say to you?” she asked raising her eye brow.

I shut my laptop up and putting it back on the table I got up, pacing towards her.

“you said that….” I went at her back and wrapped my arms around her… “that I am the most sexiest person on this planet and you are madly in love with me” I added and kissed her neck softly.

“Oh! Really? Did I really say that?” she asked trying to act normal and ignoring that effect i was having on her...I chuckled a little.

“I don’t know you said that or not… but I heard that for sure” I buried my face in her hair.. smelling like heavens and she giggled a little… Ahh! It was so damn easy to cool down her temper… or I guess we were so much tuned to each other that we just know how to tackle our temper and feelings.

“you were not a flirt when we first met Shehry! ub kia ho gaya?” She slowly turned and looked at me, I chuckled wrapping my arms around her back.

“Ah! It wasn’t flirt, it was love begum! Or jis ki itna bala ki haseen bivi ho…wo or karey bhi to kia?” I said seriously and she chuckled shaking her head.

“hmm haseen? Do bachon k baad bhi haseen lagti hoon tumhen?” Minahil asked narrowing her eyes as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Do?... begum! Do k baad to ap or ziada haseen lagne lagi hen” I said and she smiled, blushing.

“Sach?” she asked playfully.

“Khuda ki qasam!” I said forcefully and she laughed.

“I just wonder how much more beautiful you will get after the third.. and the fourth and the fifth and the…

“Shehry!?” she gasped popping her eyes out and I chuckled…. “Aiza is only 4 months now!calm yourself down” she looked horrified and I laughed.

“Mom!” Aayan came calling her when she hurriedly pulled back and he came rushing inside.

“Mom! I want my hair to be done.. I cant do it myself, am missing Waqas chachoo” He made a sad face.

“Oye khotey! Expert k hotey hue tujhe wo nikamma yad aa raha hea” I smacked his head a little and Minahil slapped my arm.

“Shehry! you have to get ready yourself…. You take a hell of a time man!” Minahil complaint..

“Champ! Go and ask Sain chachoo…let Dad get ready,we are getting late” Minahil looked at her wrist watch and Aayan rolled his eyes.

“oye! Rolling your eyes?” I bent a little down at him and he smiled cheekily.. “doi laan terey githiyaan te?” I said and he ran out of the room chuckling and I shook my head.

WAQAS’S POV

“My God! This smell…..” I sniffed in the air deep as I stepped into the kitchen and saw her standing near the oven, she turned and looked at me, her expressions worried.

“oye kia hua meri jan ko?” I stepped towards her and held her arms, she looked down to my jacket as her hands started playing with the buttons.

“I am nervous Waqas” She said and I tried hard not to chuckle.

“tell me what happened?” I asked pulling her chin up and she looked at me pouting.

“I have never cooked anything in my life Waqas! and here I am in my susraal… and making something for the first time.. am hell nervous man!” she said making face and I rolled my eyes.

“okay tell me what have you planned to make” I asked and she narrowed her eyes.

“umm Minahil and Mannat gave me this idea of making Kheer” she said and I chuckled.

“Okay! You don’t worry at all..let me brought it from some hotel” I said cupping her face and she frowned at me.

“Kisi ko pata nai chale ga meri jan, don’t worry! That’s our little secret” I winked at her trying to comfort her when she slapped my arm.

“ji nai! This is my first time of making something in my susral… and you are provoking me into cheating? Never!” she said forcefully and I rolled my eyes.

“Phir banaiye madam Teresa” I said jokingly and she made a puppy face at me.

“oye hoye! Bari vadiya khushboo aa rahi hea yawr” Suddenly I heard Shehry’s voice from the back and both of us turned to find him along with Hussain and Mannat entering into the kitchen.

“hii! Girll” Mannat chirped opening her arms wide towards Rida and they hugged.

“Rida you must have made something amazing girl! The smell is just too tempting” Mannat said excitedly and rida’s face drop down again.

“No! its not what I made… ye to Mom ne banaya hea for the breakfast…” Rida explained …. “my dish is gonna suck I know” She added making a face and Mannat shook her head.

“Don’t worry mein hoon na… lets do it together” She said excitedly and Rida smiled a little.

“Khush ho ja drame baaz ub to” Hussain smacked her head a little and she smiled a little wider.

“Dad!” Aayan entered into the kitchen and Shehry turned  around to look at him.

“Dad! you forgot Aiza’s Milk bottle at home?” he asked and Shehry smacked his head tight with his palm.

“shittttt!”

“Mom is calling you man!” Aayan said as if he knew… watt lagne wali hea Dad ki!

“Ja merey bhai! all the best” Hussain patted his back winking and he rolled his eyes.

“chal!.... ek te banda Wakeel bivi kaddi na lae” Shehry smacked Aayan’s head a little and he chuckled…. “sun le tu vi kan khol ker… Wakeel noon a laaeen merey liye” I heard him telling Aayan and we laughed.

“So! Tell me you are making kheer na?” Mannat asked and Rida nodded her head.

“So lets get started girl….” Mannat rubbed her hands and I felf Rida smiling finally.

“Chal aaja Romeo! Stare her later” Hussain said smirking and I smiled scratching the back of my neck while Rida blushed a little.

“teri puraani ho gai hea… meri to nai hea… Dekhne de kameeney!” I smacked him as we stepped out of the kitchen and he chuckled.

We came out in the lawn where everyone was sitting chatting, me and Hussain sat down on the grass as the chairs went short… itni awaam mein yei hota hea.

“Minahil beta! how is her flue now?” Mom asked her as she was carrying little Aiza in her lap

“Its pretty better now aunty… bus rat ko khoob jagati hea” Minahil said smiling.

“Baap per gai ho gi” I bent a little towards Hussain and whispered, he laughed a loud giving me a hand.

“I heard that salo!” I heard him and looked up, Shehry was standing there over our heads glaring us and I smiled cheekily.

“Minahil!..... Minahil!” Mannat was calling her from inside and Minahil stood up.

“Minahil beta lao give Aiza to me….” Saba aunty said and she handed Aiza in her lap kissing her cheek.

“Coming!” Minahil yelled as she stepped out of the lawn.

‘I think… do nikammiyon se kuch nai hua, ub meri begum he karey gi kamala ja ker” Shehry bent down bringing his face between me and Hussain and Whispered boasting. Me and Hussain looked at him and rolled our eyes.

“Chal bey! Shokha!my wife is the best” Hussain said and Shehry chuckled.

“ren de ren de!... Mine has no match man!” He boasted again.

“I guess you both are wrong… my girl is the awesomest wife in the whole world” I said forcefully and Hussain rolled his eyes.

“Maybe but still.. Mannat jesi nai ho sakti” he said smiling and I shook my head disapprovingly.

“Shut up bro.. mine is the best” Shehry said firmly.

“you shut up!” Hussain replied back.

“I am your elder bro man! you shut up!” Shehry smacked his head a little.

“Shut up!” Hussain glared at him rubbing the back of his head

“you both shut up I guess” I said a loud and the elders looked weirdly at us at once, stopping in between their convo. We three looked at them then at each other and burst out laughing.

“Dafa ho ja saley!” I pushed Hussain a little in between laughing and he fell back on the grass, laughing.

“Waqas beta! Bakhtawar sahab ko call karo.. pata karo kab aa rahe hen samdhi sahab?” Dad looked at me glancing over his wrist watch and I nodded, taking out my cell phone.

“Ap log batein kejiye.. mein zara nashtey ka setup dekh aaoon” Mom said and got up.

“han chalo!” Saba aunty also got up and followed Mom inside.

That was the best nashta ever… because we all were together after quite a long time. Enjoying… sharing, caring and smiling with each other. Nothing could be better than that.

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MANNAT’S POV

“what are you thinking?” he asked looking at me as he came out of the bathroom, changed into his vest and trouser and almost jumped in the bed near me. I looked at his face….

“Nothing, I was just… just hoping, praying that all this should never stop, should never come to an end Hussain!” I said and he smiled.... "am finally loving my life" i added.

“And it wont come to an end…. Ever! I promise you that Mannat!” he softly held my hand in his and I smiled resting my head over his shoulder.

“I wonder its been 12 years Hussain!” his fingers caressing the skin of my hand and I looked down… “its been 12 years that I first saw you” I looked at his face and found a smile plastered there, increasing something in his utmost perfection....

“12 years of love.. 12 years of belongingness and

“of us” he cut me in the middle and I searched his face, he looked at me…. “12 years of Mannat and Hussain” he added softly and I smiled as he kissed the tip of my nose.

“Hussain! sometimes I get afraid” I said slowly and he narrowed his eyes.. I looked down at our hands… “I don’t want to die soon” I added and felt his grip on my hand went tighter.

“I want to live long with you… every day every night. Every moment I want to cherish with you” I said, he let my hand go making me feel incomplete but suddenly the feeling of emptiness was gone as Hussain brought his arm at my back and wrapped it around me. I put my hand over his torso.

“we will Mannat!.. we will inn shaa Allh” he whispered softly but firmly.

“I don’t want this to be our happy ending Hussain!” I whispered back, I don’t know why I felt like crying…. “I want this to be our happy starting” I added.

“it is Mannat! it is…trust me there is a lot to come” he said, his words felt like a promise to me and I wrapped my arm around his torso, hugging him tight.

“we will live together.. love together and will grow old together Mannat!” he said firmly… and a tear escaped my eye dropping down over his vest.

For so many moment there was complete silence, I pulled up slowly and looked at his face… finding a tear at the corner of his eye and my heart skipped a beat as he smiled looking at me.

“Hussain!” I cupped his face in my palms and for few moments I just got lost into his eyes.

“kis ne socha tha k 12 saal k bad ye ho ga… kis ne socha tha Hussain! k 12 salon mein itna kuch ho jae ga” I said and he just remained quiet.

“Muhabbat.. nafrat.. Milna bicharna.... kia kia nai hua hamarey beech Hussain!” his breath was fanning my face.

“or ishq bhi… usey kese bhool gaeen tum?” he smiled a little and I smiled back.

“you know what when it comes to describe my love for you… am always short of words, Hussain” I said and his eyes shinned…he smiled, a tear was still there.

“I love you so much!... I wish there would be a thousand ways of telling you how much I love you” I whispered, my eyes boring into his…. “and I would keep on telling you and telling you and telling you….and will never ever get tired of that” I added into a whisper and a tear popped out of his eye.

I moved a little up and kissed the corner of his eye.. kissing the tear away and he shut them close.

“you know what Mannat!” he opened his eyes slowly as I pulled back a little… “the best way of telling how much you love me would be a kiss…. So you can kiss me a thousand times and I promise…. I will never get tired of that” he said with a smirk, his hands placed over the sides of my waist and I felt like a heater was switched on inside me… I giggled and he smiled.

“why are you so amazing?” I raised my hand and touched his lips with the tips of my fingers… his lips cold.

“you are cold” I whispered looking up into his eyes and found that familiar darker shade coming into them.

He slowly raised his hand and touched my lips with his fingers…. My breath started getting thick as his gaze went intense.

“and you are too hot” he whispered and I felt that heater was bursting up inside me….. “lets balance the temperature” he added and looked up, our eyes met and I gulped down. His fingers moved left to my jawline and he pulled forward a little making it hard for me to breath properly.

His minty cool breath fanned my cheek as his lips touched my jawline, I closed my eyes melting into his touch. His fingers moved towards my hair as he tucked the few hanging strands at the back of my ear as his lips came upon mine… sucking on to my lower lip a little hard and I felt my breath caught up in my throat, I groaned a little and he bit my lower lip making me gasp and I kissed him back….

 His hands came both at the sides of my neck giving me tickles all over my body and I held the straps of his vest tight in my hands. He pushed me a little backward and I fell on the bed over my back, with him on the top.

His lips let go off mine and he pulled back an inch or two.. looking deep into my eyes. he rested his weight over his hands at the sides of my shoulders as he panted heavy so did I.

“there are more than thousand ways to showing love Mannat!” his eyes bored into mine as he spoke… his voice thick and deep.

“they way you look at me shows how much you love me.. the way you smile looking at my face makes me the happiest man alive” he said, his words solemn and I raised my hands from his chest… touching his jawline my fingers caressed his stubble softly.

“the way you call my name.. it feels I don’t want to here my name from anyone else’s mouth any more” he said and my fingers touched his lips… now warm and soft. The temperature was indeed balanced.

“they way you kiss me…” his eyes roamed down to my lips….. “it gives me feelings I never felt before Mannat!” he added and I gulped down.... "your fragrance... your breath.. your heartbeats. each and every thing about you tells me you love me... tells me you are mine.. only mine" he added and I smiled.

“you have more than a thousand ways of showing your love to me…. you are just amazing” he whispered a light smile was touching his lips and I smiled back.

“tell me something I don’t know” I winked at him smiling.

“oh! There is so much you don’t know Mannat!” he said and I narrowed my eyes a little.

“you dont know how madly in love I am with you… you don’t know that intensity” he shook his head a little.

“you don’t know how badly I needed you when you wernt there with me…” his words filled with remorse and I felt bad.

“and you still don’t know how badly I want you right now” his voice getting raspier making my breath uneven and heart beating fast…. “every inch of you.. every bit of you” he added into a whisper and I closed my eyes as he bent down. his hands slide down under my pillow as his lips crashed mine like a thunder bolt…all of a sudden giving me electric currents head to toe.

I tugged my fingers in his soft hair and kissed him back.... he had that power over me, he had that magic which makes me forget everything... every pain every sorrow. 

jab wo pass hota hea... kuch yaad nai rehta ya shaid kuch yaad rakhne laiq bachta he nai. Hussain Asif! my first and last love.. meri deewangi mera junoon meri jeeney ki waja....mera majazi Khuda. wo hea pass to phir kisi ghum ki kia jaga!

Sometimes a whole life time is not enough… when you are so deep in love you want it to go on and on and on! Never want it to stop…. Sometimes loves becomes more than love… its goes beyond the boundaries and crosses all limits. It becomes ishq… madness.. deewangi.

It gets all over you… and that is the time when two people became one. That is the time when there is no wall no hindrance left between them…

This is what happened with us… this is what happened with Mannat and Hussain; our story started from the war between love and hatred… and than love kept of defeating hatred again and again and finally it had to surrender… hatred had to accept its defeat.

I just pray our story never ends… it keeps on going and going. I pray that this love never stops or fads away… I keep on loving Hussain and he keeps on loving me… his Mannat.

Ahhh guys! Let me cry first okay…. Coz this is so overwhelming, I literally feel like departing from you all I don’t know why… :( and it feels like hell.

You all have given me sooooooooooo much love that I have become used to of all this… its now unberdaashtable to say good bye ;(

So I wont say it ;) rather.. I would say;

Hum hain rahi piyar k

Phir milen ge chaltey chaltey!!!

;( ;(

Love you a lot guys ;) am gonna miss you all and Mannat and Hussain and shehry and Minahil ,Waqas and Rida and Atif and Sara and Salaar uncle and Nafeesa and shakooran… fakooran… Asif uncle, Saba aunty and Aayan and Amna And Aiza… and uffff! Let me breathe :-p

And yeah! not to forget Mannat and Hussain’s future kiddiesss;) <

Stay blessed guys I had a wonderrrfull time with you all :* <3

 and yeah! keep missing me ;) :D