"Ami ghazi hi kiun or itni jaldi kiun nikkah kardia tha apne mera. ( ami why ghazi? And why did you get my nikkah done so early?)"
Amal asked mrs meena. She had her head in her mothers lap while mrs meena was continously raking her fingers in amals hair, it was the most relaxing therapy.

"Beta tumhare aba ki death kay bad tumhare chacha log tumhe mujhse cheen na len islye ye qadam uthaya." ( child, after your fathers death I was scared that your paternal uncles might snatch you from me, thats why I had to make this decision.)" Mrs meena said and took a pause. Amal held her hands and kissed them. She knew her mother was a strong women.

"Your fathers and mine was a love marriage and your fathers family was never happy about it,  after your fathers demise they were after you amal and I just couldent lose my only child and I knew no one for you is better than ghazan. " mrs meena continued sighing.

"isnt he?"   she asked amal questionably and she slowly nodded her head. She knew their terms were not good with her fathers relatives but she never knew they were the reason behind her abrupt nikkah.

"Kiya bat hai, khush to ho na amal? " ( whats wrong? Are you happy amal?)" Mrs meena said.

"Haan ami khush hoo."  she replied shutting her eyes tight.

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Her heavy bridal lehenga was sprawled on ghazan aqdus's bed. She was all dolled up for him tonight. Donninh some heavy makeup and a hairdo she was all ready for him to come in. Her heart beat was erratic. Since the day she had asked him for ruksati, the arrangements were made very quickly, all the households had gotten excited but ghazan had been silent, deadly silent one could say.
Looking at her henna filled hands she sighed. Both the sides had his name written, on the right side in urdu and the left in english, they both were very prominent. Sighing she smelled the mehndi and half smiled at the deep red colour.
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Pulling himself together ghazan entered the room. The vibes of the room were romantic, very romantic. His bride all ready in a maroon lehenga for him was sitting on his bed, silently waitung for him. Looking at her he breathed deeply. She was a ravishing girl he knew that but today she looked out of the world. He wanted to keep on looking at her but he just couldent at the same time. The thought that she was forced into this because of the result of a weak moment betweem them was like a torture to his mind and soul plus his ego.

"Amal, why are you still sitting up? Go and change please." He said in his raspy voice. His voice was rasp because he had caught cold and right now he was having a bad headache.

"I, I was waiting for you ghazan." She looked up at him shocked. Deep down she felt betrayed.

"No need for these formalities. Pass me those medicines on the table please and go and get rid of all this." He sounded frustrated. Picking up the ibuprofen from the table she passed it to him and looked towards him before entering the wasroom. He had gulped two tablets together.

Taking off her makeup and dress she looked over at the lingerie hanging behind a shalwar kurta near the shower. Scoffing she quickly wore the black shalwar kurta and snatching down the lingerie shoved it in one of the drawers under the vanity.
Ghazans behaviour was hurtful. She agreed she had been and acted silly but they were in this together and forgetting everything she was ready for this relationship now and he was acting all wierd and strange now.

Looking at her henna drawn hands she sighed. He had not bothered looking at them once while sairs had said ask him to find his name in it.
"My foot!" Stomping her feet on the tiles below she was out of the bathroom and to her disappointment ghazan aqdus was asleep wrapped up in the quilt at farthest corner of their bed.
How dare he bail on her on their first night. If not make love, he could have fought with her but this act of his was not acceptable.
Picking up a pillow she throwed at him in anger bug he did not move an inch and very angrily she went and slumped on the couch.
Seething with anger she did not realise when sleep over took her.

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The next morning was a chaos. Their walima was a morning event and all the households were on their feet to make the arrangements, to get ready and what not.

"Amal jani, wakeup or else you will be late for your walima." Amals groaned in sleep hearing mrs meena's voice but jumped up the next instant realising it was really her mother in her room. She quickly looked around but sighed a sigh of relief seeing herself asleep on the bed while mr ghazan aqdus was nowhere to be seen. So he had carried her to the bed before leaving the room.

"Ap jayen, I will be there in a moment." Smiling amal said and kissing her forehead mrs meena was out of the room.

Sighing she rushed to the washroom, taking a relaxing bath she wore a embelished dress and headed downstairs.

"Salam!" Greeting everyone she went and took a seat next to ghazan.

"I am done, I will head to the venue to see if the lumch in being prepared for the walima or not." As soon as she sat ghazan got up and left and she looked at him bewildered but he looked the other way the same instant.

"And who will take amal to the parlour?" Mrs safia questioned.

"Ami, i am leaving the driver behind, she will manage. I have some very important stuff to do." Saying this he was out.

"Hain, isko kiya hua? Akar dekho zara larke ki. Do din pehle tak ruksati kay loye behosh tha aur ab. Amal, main isko set karungi, fikar na karo.
( whats wrong with this boy, look at his ego. Two days back he was dying for ruksati and now showing attitude. Dont worry amal, I will set him up.)" Mrs safia said and amal smiled duckinh her head down, tears were threatening to fall out of her eyes.

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The walima function was going well, all the decor, the food, everything was perfect. The bride and the groom themselves looked amazing. People were calling them * chand sooraj ki jori * . Ghazan however was ignoring amal still and having had enough of his mood swings she also turned her face away. She was not going to beg for his attention neither wanted it.
She did not care for once until miss lana, wearing a very exposing saree came up on the stage, giving amal a side hug she had very tightly hugged ghazan and amals cheeks heated up in rage.

"Lana, please dont squeeze my husband plus stay away he has got a severe flu which is contagious." Smiling bitterly she said and holding onto lana's arm pulled her away from ghazan and ghazan choked on nothing, a fit of cough over took him and raising a brow at lana amal whispered.
"See, he has got a very severe cough also." Smiling she quickly started patting ghazans back and soon the pats turned into small slaps. All the while smile was plastered on her face. A smile full of satisfaction.

"Are you alright ghazi." She asked batting her eyes and nodding his head he quickly opened the mineral water bottle placed on the table and gulped down the water.

"Get well soon ghazan."Looking wierdly at her lana said before heading away.

Yeah  he will, akhir main khayal hi itna rakhti hoo. ( i take very good care of him)" she said loudly and smiling barely lana walked away.

"Ye kiya badtameezi thee? ( what was that?)" Ghazan said gritting his teeth.

"Oh really, look who is asking?" She countered back.

"Excuse me!" Turning towards her he said angrily but couldent stop his eyes from trailing over her gorgeous face.

"Excused!" Turning away she said.

"Congratulations sir, maam you look really beautiful!" Ghazan was about to answer her when sophia, his secratory came in and interrupted.

"Thanks sophia, ghazan was just praising me also.." suddenly interwhining her hands with his, amal said and ghazan stretched his lips in a smile forcibly.

This girl was going nuts....
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"What were you upto today? " ghazan whisper yelled coming closer to her. They had just returned home from the venue.

"Excuse me! First you tell me what are you upto?" Amal said alittle louder.

"Shhh,,, we do not want the whole house to hear us fight.!" Covering her mouth with his hand he said gritting his teeth.

"Hath hatao!" Pulling his hand away harshly she said and moved towards the washroom to change.

"Wear a casual dress and come downstairs, we will be going to a gynea, i have taken appointment, and if someone asks, just tell them that we are heading out for tea. " ghazan said and amals steps halted.

"What do you mean? You never bothered asking me about it." Turning towards him she said.

"Amal, you said you might be expecting so isent it better to get it confirmed and a doctor will guide you through. I do not want anything going wrong with you and the baby." He said coming closer to her.

"Its about the baby right ghazan! And what if I am not expecting then? Ye yahi sab attitude show karte rahogay mujhe." She whispered, a line tear out of her eye.

"Amal dont think negative, what so ever I will be there for you. Alright! And please stop acting insecure and acting jealous. I already have alot in my plate." Wiping away her tears he held her hands and his sight slipped on his names engraphed on her palms. His heart skipped a beat. This seemed beautiful, confusing him all the more.

"I am not jealous." She whispered pulling away her hands.

"Yeah, i could clearly see that on the walima! And the box on the table is your wedding gift. Hope you like it." Smiling he said and picking up his car keys was out of their room.

Slowly opening the box she smiled. The box contained the same cartier necklace she had wished to have a year back on their trip to UAE. Her mother had refused  to buy it that time as it was too expensive but she smiled realisimg that he cared, he always cared.

Putting the box away she headed into the bathroom to get ready. She had made a decision that if he wanted her to wear it than he had to make her wear it with his own hands.

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After Getting a urine test done and an ultrasound, ghazan and amal waited for the doctor to say something.

"Amal, you are not pregnant my child. You might be stressed or some hormonal imbalance might have caused the cycle being delayed . Dont worry you might get it in a day or two." The doctor said in a professional tone and amal and ghazan looked at eachother silently.

"Do you guys want me to give you some medicine for fertility? How long have you guys been married?" The doctor said again.

"Ah no thanks, that would be enough. Amal come lets go!" Ghazan said coming into senses and held amals hand to keep her moving because she seemed shut and frozen.

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Hey guyssssss,,, a cute little update is up! But the end... were u guys expecting that🤣???

Is ghazans reaction and attitude justified?? What do you guys think....

And amal is a total mood....🤣🙈👍

Any ways..enjoy and dont forget to vote and comment

And sorry guys for the very late updates...uff my sister was so angry with me for not posting🙈🙈🙈 ... and this chap is for her and also u all....