"I am all ready and fully packed to go but ghazan is taking ages, please call him and tell him to come quick".
Finishing her lunch amal declared.

"He has  work to complete at the office amal, wait for him he will be here in some time. Bohat laa ubaali ho." Meena scolded her.

" apko pata to hai kay Main aik bar tayar hojaun to main intezar nahi karsakti.
( you already know that when I am ready, I cant wait then.)". Amal said scrunching her nose. She was in extreme hurry.

"I am back, dont worry amaloo, just come help me pack and make me a good burger,  I am legit  starving rightnow."
Ghazan entered just in time with his laptop bag in hand. Losening his tie he said and sat beside her.

"I am not helping you pack neither am I cooking for you after i am fully ready and now please be quick I am getting frustrated."
She said squinting her little eyes.

"Amal, kia hojayega  jo agar  kam karlogi to ghazan ka.( amal nothing will happen if you listen to ghazan.)"  Meena scolded.

"Safia aunty dekha apne in dono ko.
( safia aunt are you seeing these two)" . she quickly complained to safia.

"Ghazan , kiun har wakt kaam karwatay ho meri beti se.
( ghazan why do you always disturb my daughter?)" Smiling ,safia scolded ghazan.

"Mama mujhe kuch na kahen. Ye paida hui hai aur main iske kam kar raha hoon. Agar mere kapre nikal degee ya mere liye aik burger banalegee to kuch ho nahi jana issay .
( mama dont say anything to me because since the day she was born I have been doing all her chores so if she will do alittle bit of mine, nothing will happen to her.)"
Winking at amal, ghazan said and picking up an apple he was out of the kitchen and she pouted.

"Ehsan lagata hai humesha ye mujhper. ( he is always taunting me)"
She whined and mina glared at her while safiya smiled.

"Bana detee hoon aik burger, yaad karega ye bhi.
( fine I will make a burger for him!)"
Pushing her hair back in a jerk she folded her sleeves up and started frying the burger pattie and lined up the sauces. Meena and safia smiled looking at each other.
These two were unpredictable, specially amal baig.

...........

"The burger was amazing, thanks amaloo." Ghazan said on the way to murree.

"I know that when i cook ,i cook the best food. " saluting with two fingers she said grinning. She loved it when he praised anything about her, yes but she never let him feel it.

"Wah amaloo! Self praise... going good!" He said chuckling at her reaction.

"Ap jalte rehna bus. ( you seem jealous)" her answers were always rapid.

"By the way my new secratory makes very good sandwiches too. "
He said looking towards her. Her whole physical demeanour changed the same instant and he very hardly controlled his smile.

"Uska naam na  len ap mere agay. Intahai koi badtameez larki thi wo. Or mere burger se uskay sandwich ko compare karne ka sochna bhi mat.
(Dont even take her name infront of me, such a rude girl she was. And dont you dare compare my burger with her sandwich.)" She said angrily.

"Itna kiun chirti ho ussay?
( why do you get so irritated by her?)" He asked calmly, still suppressing his smile. He knew how angry and jealous she always got listening praise of other women from his mouth. She was extremely possesive in terms of ghazan and it was her childhood habit.

"Chirtiiii hai meri jooti! She enraged me, and she should be thankful that i did not  get her fired. Kuch kaha nahi na mene usko Isiliye to Usne mujhe serious hi nahi lia tha."
( I did not say anything to her thats why she didnt take me seriously)" she said grumpily, her hands moving in every direction while she spoke.

"Tum lagti kahan se ho serious kay tumhe serious liya jaye?
( from which angle do you even look serious.?) " ghazan said smiling. He loved teasing her.

"Ghazi ap!  Ap mujhe utaren car se agar usi ki hi tareefen karni hain!
( ghazi pull over the car and let me go because all you have to do is praise her.) "  She said getting frustrated.

"Amaloo.." he said sternly.

"Mene kaha roken car!( I said stop the car) . " ignoring him she said stubbornly.

"Bht zidi ho amal!"( you are really stubborn)" ghazan said.

"Ap per gai hoon.
( adopted it from you) " she was quick to reply and looking at her upset face he sighed.

"Acha sorry !, really sorry! But we cant just stop around, we will be late for the wedding event." Holding his ear from one hand he said looking at her with pleading eyes and she smiled.

"Its so tiring. Did we really had to come." The next instant she was the same amal again. Leaning over at him she placed her head on his shoulder and complained and nodding his head he only smiled. He loved all her colors, her styles and her little cute actions.

..............

"Freshen up amal, you have an hour then we have to head to the venue."
Upon reaching murree, they headed to their farm house over there. The function was in about an hour and after that they had to spend the night in here and early morning the next day, head back home.

"Chai chahiye ghazi!  ( I need tea)." She said in a tired voice.

"Hmm, same! I will ask someone to send it." Obliging he retired towards the servants quarters to ask for tea. After ten minutes the tea was ready and presented.

"Tea is more better in cold areas, haina na ghazi?" Amal asked sipping on her chai .

"Hmm, but for me its always better with you amaloo, so now get up and go change." Pinching her cheek he stood up and left.

"Oww! So cheesy!" She shouted from behind and he smiled giving her a victory sign from his back.

......

Wearing a bottle green cape style traditional dress,she applied makeup on her face and gave her hair some slight waves. Looking in the mirror she smiled satisfied. She very seldom wore makeup but when she did she always made lots of efforts to look absolutely stunning and she always turned out to look like a princess.
Slipping on her nikkah ring she smiled and headed out.

"Ghazi!" Entering the lounge she called his name and looking towards her, his breath hitched. She looked so beautiful, amazingly gorgoeus. He did mutter "sexy" very unexpectedly but thankfully in his heart because if he had dared it say it aloud, then he would have been dead till now.

"You ready? lets go!" Coming into senses he only managed to say this.

"Ghazi you look mindblowing, handsome and cute. You know what? All the girls and ladies and aunties will swoon over you at the wedding."
Tangling her arm into his she said while walking towards the car. He only managed to smile and nod. His traitor eyes were just glued on her. She was his, very rightfully but he did not know if she was even his from her heart and soul. It was all really confusing.

"Kiya hua?( what happened?)" She asked clicking her fingers in front of him and thats when he noticed the nikkah ring in her finger.
Smiling he held her hand.

"This is looking beautiful! But you never wore it before, then why today?"
He asked slightly caressing her finger and her insides just for a mere second tingled, they tingled just slightly but he had gripped the change of colour in her face in that one moment and it was the most beautiful moment of all.

"Aise hi. Ab chalen!" ( just like that. Now lets go.) " pulling her hand away from his grip she said and sighing he gestured her to move forward, to lead the way and smiling she happily obliged.

........

The function was spent very nicely. The siddique family was their family friends so hence many mutual friends were present at the event. Talking to an old friend and eating desert, amals laugh died down when she caught the sight of lana, mr siddique's daughter, the girl she despised the most, was very frankly talking to ghazan.
The thing that was bothering her the most was lana's exposing clothes and her constantly touching ghazan and laughing. Rage was building inside her. She had never liked any girl close to him. She many atimes scolded herself on this hypocrisy but guess she was helpless. Even now she very hardly controlled herself from going and giving that girl a good slap or a lecture but she controlled herswlf. Though her eyes were still glued on them.
She only sighed a sigh of relief seeing ghazan bidding farewell to her and coming closer to amal.

"Lets go home, i am tired now." Reaching her, ghazan said and nodding her head she came and held his hand possesively and walked by his side to his car and he just smiled at her. This is all he could do.

"Lana itna chipak kiun rahi thee apse?
( why was lana clinging onto you?)"  She asked, jealousy reeking from her tone and ghazan smiled whole heartedly, taking a turn towards their farmhouse, his eyes on the windscreen as it had started raining.

"Tumhe kia ? ( why does it matter?)" He asked purposely to annoy her.

"Kiya se matlab? mujhe bilkul nahi acha laga. ( what do you even mean? I did not like it okay!)" She stated truthfully and angrily. She never held back her emotions and he loved this about her.

"Typical biwi kiun ban rahi ho amaloo?
( why are you acting like a typical wife amaloo?)"  He asked teasing her and he glanced at her for a moment to see her face flushed at his remark.

"Amaloo na bolen.(dont call me amaloo)". Ignoring his remark she said. And opening her side of the door got down from the car as they had now reached their farmhouse.

"Acha sachi batao, jealous horahi ho na?. ( okay, tell me honestly, you are getting jealous right?)" Locking the car,  he came and held her hand and asked looking straight into her eyes. Her heart beat missed at his question, at his tone, at him holding onto her hand. This all was not new but it was just feeling so new and fresh.

"Mai, main kiun hongee Jealous uss bongi se jabke ap mere hain. ( why would I get jealous from her when I know you are already mine.)"
Holding onto him possessively she said and he looked at her and sighed. The things she did to him? Ah!  and the things she said to him. He just felt like sealing her mouth right then and there.

"Kia ho? bipolar?"  Suppressing his feelings he said and walked inside with her arms still wrapped around him.

.......

By midnight the rain had turned into a storm. Lightening, thunder and wailing of the wind plus heavy rain were all freaking her out. Sneaking her face out of the quilt she turned on the side lamp and sat up on her bed. Her heart was beating excessively. She was never used to these cold, dark and scary nights and now all of this was freaking her out. She was sleepy but could not sleep.
After an hours struggle she gave up and getting down from the bed picked her blanket up and made her way through the hallway, all the way to ghazans room.

The loud thunder outside and on top of that the thoughts of amal were keeping him awake. He was trying hard to sleep but her beautiful face was roaming around his eyes. Getting up from his bed he moved towards the door to go to her.
"What if she is scared and unable to sleep."
Making excuses in his heart, he opened his rooms door and flinched while amal, who was about to knock his door screamed loudly, flinching with terror.

"Amal, its me! Calm down" he said holding her from her arms and in reaction throwing away her blanket she hid her face in his chest and wrapped her arms around his torso.

"Ghazi, I am scared. Can I sleep here with you?" She asked, her voice came out muffled and ghazan aqdus could only nod his head while gulping hard and looking towards the sky he whispered ..

"Ye kaisa imtehaan hai?( what kind of a trial is this?)"
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Hey guysss??? How are you all???? So here is a fresh new, a very lovey dovey chapter of ghazan and amal is here.!!!.

Are u guys liking the aesthetics,,,? Tell me honestly...

Well now the characters are building up....till now its a sweet little lovestory but the next chap will contain some mature content and might as well contain some intense moments...letss see what happens?

So for now, who is ur fav of the two??? Amaloonor ghazi????

Acha jeee aj kal to mausam bohat aala horaha hai yahan Pakistan me... ap sab batain apki taraf kaisa mausam hai???

Duao me yaad rakhiyegaaa....

Or mene aik do din me socha na tha ( ariz or zuni) ki story k baray me aik achi announcement deni hai... aik "raye " leni hai ap sabse to tayar rahiyega...

Acha enjoy,,, vote and plzzz cmnt... byeee