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'She is just acting to be innocent. I can't believe I let a filthy and characterless girl like her become a part of my family,"

'You shameless bitch. How many men have you spent the time when you weren't here? Who paid you how much?'

Those words reverberated in her subconscious as they it were happening right now. She jerked in her place and a sharp twitch ran in her whole body as she hastily opened her eyes. They welcomed a bright morning. The sharp sunlight was coming through the narrow fabric of the light grey curtains fallen on the window.

She found one strong around her narrow stomach and one was used as a pillow under her head. Her back was pressed against something warm and solid. Ishmal blankly looked around. It took her a while to realize where she was.

Ishmal turned around quickly and saw a sleeping Haider near her. Last night, he said he wanted to cuddle with her.  And even though she was very much shy over this idea, however, she also liked to sleep in his arms. Because when they stopped kissing and talking as sleep engulfed them, she again remembered about the fact of how would she face everything in the morning. Haider had said he would take care of everything but still, it was giving her anxiety. So having Haider closer to her and his warmth near her gave her a bit of distraction.

Now as the night was replaced by lucid day, her worry resurfaced. She had to go home, face her family, and tell everything to them where she had spent the whole night.

Ishmal nudged his forearm. "Haider."

He shifted his arm position but still didn't wake up.

Ishmal licked her lips in distress and again touched his shoulder. "Please wake up, Haider."

Haider took a deep, long breath before partially opening his eyes. "Hmm?"

"Get up. I need to go home. It's morning," she murmured.

Haider put his hand over his mouth to stop a yawn as he gazed lovingly at her. "It's morning already? The night passed so quickly."

As soon as he lessened his grip over her, Ishmal sat up but she was aware of pulling the duvet with her as well because she was timid of showing herself in his shirt in front of Haider. "Please ask about the situation outside. I should go home now. My family....they will be worrying so much."

Haider's eyes followed the sight of her bare wrist and forearm which was revealing a little through the duvet. He sought for more but his imagination just ended here as Ishmal had completely hidden herself. He wanted to vividly see her in his shirt. Last night, even in darkness, she was looking absolutely adorable in this.

"Damn," he whispered and grabbed her wrist before making her hover over his chest. "Ishmal, what you are doing to me?"

He placed a palm over her back and rolled both of them all of a sudden. This movement made the duvet slip from Ishmal's grip. Haider was in awe at the sight of how cute and beautiful she was looking. Ishmal blushed at his continuous scrutiny and instinctively tried to cover herself with her arms. Haider quickly stopped her action by grabbing her both wrists.  

"So damn gorgeous," he declared and pecked her arm.

Trailing feather-like kisses all the way from her shoulder, to her neck and the chin, he finally reached her mouth.

"Haider..." She mumbled.

He sighed and placed a kiss on her forehead before moving off her. He sat on his side of the bed later on.

"I'll check the situation. It must be over by now. You go and get freshen up. We'll have breakfast first," he informed her, picking up his phone.

Ishmal nodded and quickly got up too, not forgetting again to wrap the duvet around herself.

Haider raised a brow at her. "What's this for? I just saw you in my shirt a while ago."

Ishmal's cheeks reddened more but she didn't reply and fled in the bathroom. Haider smiled while shaking his head.

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Finally, the roads became functional again. Ishmal had thanked Allah in her heart for this. But there was another problem too and that was how to appear in front of her family. But for now, she had avoided thinking about it.

After a warm shower, Ishmal again wore her previous dress back. She was combing her hair when she saw Haider's reflection behind her through the mirror. He walked up to her and glanced at her with a dark look in his eyes which showed possessiveness.

Ishmal's hand stayed on the hairbrush when she found Haider approaching her. He grabbed her arm and slammed his hot lips over hers. She flinched at this unexpected move by him. Haider didn't give her any room to retreat as he already claimed her mouth. Ishmal just closed his eyes. She loved their sweet kisses but those passionate and possessive ones also weren't anywhere less enjoyable than those.

Haider tilted her face a bit and reached over her neck. Kissing, nibbling, biting, and sucking her sensitive skin, he made her feel too much with this. She knew what he was trying to do here and it made her stomach roll with so many butterflies.

"Ishmal," he grumbled, cupping her face between his palms. "Everyone should know that you are mine. I'll come in a few days and take you with me forever as my bride. No one can dare to separate us."

She knew if Haider said it, it was what would happen. He would fight with the whole world for her.

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Ishmal pressed her finger over the bell. After a few seconds, the gate got ajar. Her brother had opened it. When she reached the lounge, all the family members were sitting there.

"Thank God, Ishmal. You are back." it was her grandmother who stood up saw her and lightly touched her arm.

She was amazed how neither her grandfather nor her grandmother asked her anything suspicious. Instead, they all were so relieved to see her back. Though she could find her mother's quizzical eyes on her.

"Go Ishmal. Wash yourself. I'll settle the lunch in a while," Farah advised her.

Ishmal gulped but nodded anyway. Coming into the room, she had changed into something more comfortable. As she saw herself in the mirror, she bit her lower lip looking at herself.

Farah entered her room in her wheelchair and closed the door behind her.

Ishmal inhaled a shallow breath. "Ammi."

Farah's gaze did a scan of her figure from head to toe before it paused at her neck. It lingered on here before she dived into her eyes. Ishmal tried to hide the still-flushing spot with her dupatta.

"Why are you still meeting him?" She asked.

"He is my husband, Ammi. We...we want our marriage. We are seeing each other. But what happened was just co-incidental," she replied.

"Why did you go to his house? All of this...What is his motive? If he wants you as his wife then why he is playing this game of hide and seek?" Farah glared at her.

"Because he wants us to know each other better before living together again. Ammi please, let me go back to him. I love him so much. And believe me, he will keep me very happy. Haider says he will come in a few days to take me with him," Ishmal pleaded.

Farah clenched her jaw. "How can I know he is sincere?"

"He is, Ammi. He...he loves me," Ishmal whispered.

"Do you have any idea what are you doing? Your dignity is already at stake, Ishmal because of how you left the house in the past. Neighbors still haven't stopped coming to our house and mocking us. And you are at it again. You just spent a night with him and..." She paused and gestured towards her. "Oh my God, Ishmal. You don't even know what have you done."

"I am his wife. I did no sin," Ishmal said.

"You have no idea how I handled this situation. Your grandparents were so worried for you. I made up a lie that you were at your friend's place because of the whole roadblock situation and that's how they got pacified," Farah announced, angrily.

Ishmal didn't say anything, just remained quiet. So that was the reason no one asked her anything.

"Listen to me carefully, Ishmal. What happened between you two last night?" Farah questioned, waving her hand in the air.

Ishmal's eyes widened but she shook her head. "Nothing. We want to officialize our marriage first."

Farah took a deep breath of relief. "Hear me out now. I am not going to let you go out of the house now. Ask him to come here and take you with him with full respect and honor this Friday. Announce this to the whole world that you are his wife. And if he won't come, Ishmal, believe me, I will not hear anything from you anymore."

Farah had left after that. But Ishmal was sure that this was what would happen. Haider would do anything for her. He claimed to love her.

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