Assalam-o-Alaikum!

it took me the longest writing this chapter; it was like Write. Delete. Write Again. A tiring chapter and longest too, so I have divided it into two. Here is part one of the most crucial chapter.  

Important Note. Please read.

"As to marriage, you are allowed to marry the chaste from among the believing women and the chaste from among those who have been given the Book before you (are lawful for you); provided that you have given them their dowries, and live with them in honor, not in fornication, nor taking them as secret concubines."Qur'an (5:5)

Many of you have asked the question regarding Hussain Maya marriage; Muslim Hindu marriage. I wanted to ask my father about this but unfortunately couldn't get time to sit down and discuss so let me share with you the knowledge I already have which is definitely insufficient and not-so-valid maybe ;)

Other than Muslims, we can marry the book bearers (ahl-e-kitab) which includs Jews and Christians, Jews had the book TAURA, Christians had the book INJEEL and Qoam-e-loot had the book Zaboor. Qoam-e-loot, as we all know got a swear punishment by Allah (SWT) and they got doomed so left is Jews and Christians we can marry them.

Now coming towards Hindus, Hindus fall in the category of Kufr/ kafir the one who doesn't believe in any of the pillars or primarily the existence of ONE GOD; Allah (SWT) that's why marrying a Hindu (girl/ boy) is prohibited. If the person is Hindu the NIKAH won't be called as VALID. It will be HARAM.

A Muslim guy can marry a Hindu girl but only after converting her into ISLAM because a Hindu and a Muslim can not intertwine in NIKAH, it will be makrooh/ haram. Before nikah conversion is MUST. It's not like you marry a girl who is HINDU and decides to bring her to path later on, the neeyat is fine but the act will still be makrooh because NIKAH will be invalid.

Though it wasn't a detailed bit to bit answer but still hope things got clear a little. 

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27| a- Vengeance is Mine

Maya

Stepping out of my room I headed to the terrace when I found the door to Hussain's room ajar; peeking inside a little and found him prostrating on the small rectangular mat. He was offering salah.

Quietly I moved forward and stopped by his door frame, he seemed peacefully busy in his prayer I just stood there looking at his face as he continued to pray on. And a sudden thought enveloped my heart; I was a Muslim too.

I was a born a pandit Hindu but never had pondered over it, I had never thought about the fact that why I was born a Hindu or why I wasn't a Shudra but a Pandit, a Brahmin. But today when I had converted to a totally new religion I felt like never before, in a strange way it was a different feeling.

I was lost in my thoughts when I saw him moving his head to his right and then he moved to his left; Maha and Amna briefed me about Salah and a lot more things about my new religion it was difficult to grasp all, all together but I will slowly and gradually. For Hussain.

He raised his palms up for dua and I wondered what he was asking for? His parents' eternal peace, or maybe a promotion at office or it might be about us and our coming life.

This mare thought brought a smile to my lips but I had to stood back straight as I found him standing up along with holding the prayer mat and before I could walk away, Hussain faced towards me but I turned around.

"Maya?" he called me, stopping me in my track. I just stood there with my back turned towards him and my lips sealed. My hands firmly clasped the sides of his door.

"You want something or maybe someone?" I heard the hidden smirk in his tone, my feet ready to take off.

I still stood there not uttering a single word with my heartbeats accelerating as if I had a long run.

I decided to walk away and had only took a step when he called. "Wait" what the hell!!!! I shut my eyes firm. "Turn around" he ordered and I mentally rolled my eyes.

"No I won't" I mentally replied.

"Maya you okay?" he asked and I felt his foot steps when my heart panicked, I turned and got a glimpse of Hussain almost over my head when I shut his door and heard him gasping loud.

"What the hell?!" he yelled behind the door. I looked around trying to find something and finally got my thing as my gaze landed on the mini divider under the LCD.

I quickly ran towards it, opened the drawer and picked up the grocery diary along with the pen and ran back to the door where I sat down crossed legged.

"Maya?" Hussain called, I quickly scribbled on the paper before pushing it through under the door. "Maya what the hell is this? Why are you acting so weird and.....

Hussain's voice cut off as his gaze must have landed down on the chit paper.

Hussain

Since Maya had converted to Islam I hadn't have a proper conversation with her, she remained most of the time in her room and I stayed in office. And tonight when I wanted to talk to her, she was acting all weird and stupid.

"Why are you acting so weird? Are you okay....

Suddenly I stopped as something touched my toes; I looked down and found a chit paper. Bending down I picked up the paper and read; "I can't talk to you" I frowned down at the paper and the words being totally out of my wits.

"Maya am opening the door" I stated ignoring her silent treatment and tried to pull the door when I found it stuck, she must be holding the handle from outside. Weirdo!

And other chit slide through. I picked it up and read; "I am not suppose to look at you or talk to you, you can't hear my voice" I rolled my eyes.

"Why?" I inquired and waited stupidly for the chit page. It came a minute after and I picked up; "because Islam says so" again a frown appeared.

"Acha? And what else Islam says to you?" I asked and slid down with the door, knowing the fact that the stupid girl must be scribbling something on the paper a smile appeared on my lips. It took time more than I thought; I had to wait for a couple of minutes and then the page slide through the space under my door.

I picked it up and read aloud; "It doesn't allow you or me to look at each other or to talk, we aren't allowed to sit together or spend time ALONE or to go out for dating" I rolled my eyes. "Islam says that a man and a woman can only be husband and wife there is no concept of CASUAL FRIENDSHIP between them because we are NA MEHRAM for each other" Wow! The whole speech deserved an applause.

"Maya who told you all this? Amna or Maha?"

A page slide through. "Google" I literally laughed at her.

"Come on Maya Google isn't always right, you shouldn't be relying on it for religious matters you know, I mean we can definitely talk but it should be in limits; a woman and a man can talk in Islam but they should keep their tones firm and not soft enough to give a wrong impression you know" I told her from behind the door. I could feel her sitting there and for a few moments there was silence. I waited, feeling her presence there, close to me.

And then ever so softly she spoke. "But what if I can't talk to you firmly?" I smiled at her question. "Why is it important?" she asked.

"because when a woman speaks politely to a man it gives a soft impressions to his heart not only his ears, which ultimately develops a soft corner or some kind of feeling which ultimately arises emotions which are prohibited" I explained. And she remained quiet.

"Elaborate please" I heard her.

"Okay. see, if for example somebody called you on your phone, a person from your bank or hospital and you talk to him in a very polite and soft tone, with words as sweet as sugar and style then trust me the man on the other end would have just one thought yar awaaz itni bakamal hea to chehra kitna haseen hoga and these kind of thoughts are not welcomed in Islam. Men are not suppose to think chummy chummy for women, this is the concept of mehram Na mehram" I elaborated quiet detail.

"Tum mehram nai ho merey?" Maya asked, for a strange reason my heart skipped a beat.

"Naheen, not yet" I replied. And after a few silent moments I felt movements behind the door.

"then fine, till we don't get married you are no one for me and I am no one for you, do not try to meet me or talk to me, you got that Mr. Saroo?" she asked in a firm tone, I got up over my feet.

"Its difficult I can't give you my words" I stated

"Oho Please Hussain, you know I had never followed my religion, I had just worshiped one thing and that was humanity but now as I have embraced your religion I want to follow it as it should be followed, I feel like a new born baby let me live with a new start Hussain" I heard her saying. I tried hard to keep the voice at mute but somehow it spoke inside me, cursing me for what I was doing to her and I knew it, it was my heart; traitor!

"I read it today that Allah has created all of us in pairs and for every pious man there is a pious woman. I want to be your pious woman Hussain" my heart sped up, it felt like coming out through my rib cage.

"You don't have to do all this Maya, in fact I never wanted you to convert for only this marriage...

"This is not only Hussain" Maya cut me through. She sounded hurt. "Please don't call it this way, for me this was the biggest step of my life, I knew dada would hate me for this, I knew my family would never accept this but I still did it Hussain. Don't call it only because I did it for you" it was a whisper, my heart clenched inside. "Only for you"

For uncountable heartbeats we stood there silent and then I had to turn my heart away, I had to step back from the place where Mayas' presence had captured my feet. I took a step back, she was still there I could feel that.

I can't do this, I can't let my heart ruin everything, not now when I am so much close. I kept backing off.

"So, now see you on Friday Inn Shaa Allah" It wasn't only words but I heard happiness in it, anticipation and dreams, dreams of tomorrow; a happy tomorrow.

I turned and walk towards my bed, holding my head in my hands I almost fell down my heart was aching; up till now it had only felt pain for my parents but today the pain was different, today my heart felt like jumping out from its cage.

Jeet k itne kareeb aa ker bhi jeet ka ahsas nai ho raha. Q? yei to tu chahta tha Hussain, Maya ki berbadi us se itni nafrat kerta tha us k khoon ka piyasa tha tu, to aj woi to ho raha hea jo tu chahta tha phir q sukoon nai? Q dard kam nai ho raha?

My gaze shifted back towards the door of my room, still closed but it felt distant and cold I could feel her gone, her absence was so audible in the utter silence around me.

Getting up I walked to the washroom and turned the tap on. I splashed cold water on my face, mercilessly forgetting about how cold it was, I just wanted one thing; I wanted to forget her, forget her already.

Looking up in the mirror I looked so much exhausted, miserably worn out. Kon kahe ga tujhey dekh ke Hussain k teen din bad shadi hea teri? I looked like mess, inside out a total mess.

All will be okay. All will be fine and your heart will be in peace when you will get what you wanted for so long Hussain! all will be fine when this fire will put out. I tried to hush down the unwanted voices coming out from my heart as I splashed a handful of water on my face and decided to spend most of my time in office to avoid them till Friday.

The next day | office

"I have visited the site for the building; I think the place is fine as far as access is concerned but I have issues with the west facing, it will block the sunlight plus it won't be that windy, I think we should either redesign it or at least change the front face" I spoke at the end of the presentation meeting, a few agreed to my points stated and a few still wanted to be with the old designs I guess the lousy ones.

"Mr. Hussain I think that would take a hell lot of time; redesigning is totally out of the question thing, I think with just six months time at hand we shouldn't be thinking about starting from zero. What do you people think?" Azeem, the head designer spoke and I saw people around the round table nodding their heads.

"I am not concerned with the time limit Azeem Sahab, that is your lookout my task was to check the place and okay it, and am sorry to say passing that place would be a total compromise with comfort of the people living there in future and I can't do that" I countered calmly as I shut down my windows.

"So it means starting from the dust?" Azeem spoke in disapproval.

"You got my point" I stated, and heard my manager cum friend Waseem cleared his throat.

"So guys lets just postpone the construction plans for a little while, Azeem please work upon the design and show it to me ASAP, Farooq you mail me the minutes" he instructed them as the meeting ended. Azeem still giving me those not so happy glares. But who cares.

Everybody left the conference hall, I remained there as I had to pack up my presentation. "Tu ne phir se panga le liya na?" I heard Waseem but ignored him. I heard him heaving up a loud sigh. "Azeem k hathon khoon ho jana tera kisi din meeting mein he" He added and I looked up at him.

"I don't find a reason" I shrugged obliviously. "Why would he? I mean, I just performed my duty. Azeem has this stupid habit of rushing with things, he just wants to repeat the same old mistakes and ....

"And Hussain doesn't forgive mistakes" He cut me through a little drama in his tone and I rolled my eyes. I hated that smirk on his face. "Doesn't matter they are decades old, dusty mistakes. Hussain just does not forgive or forget them. right?" He asked, mocking me I guess.

"Don't try to be dramatic Waseem and that wasn't a mistake you are talking about. It was a murder" I got up holding my laptop and collected my files.

"And what about the mistake you have committed recently?" I heard him asking as I step out from my chair and headed towards the door. I stopped in my tracks and looked back at him.

He walked up to me calmly. "This" he poked his index over my heart. "You have given your heart to the murderer" he added. "Do you deny it Hussain?"

"Tu ne sahi kaha tha, dil bari harami cheez hea kisi per bhi aa jata hea. Harami hea shaid isi liye ek Hindu lerki per aa gaya, werna is ki kia majal...

"Mager ub wo Hindu nai hea Hussain" Waseem cut me through, I blinked my eyes at his sudden reminder and gulped the lump formed in my throat. "Just a few days and she will be your lawful legally wedded wife, your better half. kal tak tera damagh ye soch ker khush tha k wo Hindu hea, terey maa baap ki qatil hea us k sath kesi nermi! mager ub wo Musalman hea, ek kalma go lerki jo tujh se muhabbat kerti hea Hussain, kia ub tera dil tera damagh tujhey ye sab kerne se rok nai raha?" he narrowed his eyes at me making it even difficult.

"mein kuch ghalat to nai ker raha Waseem, aankh k badley aankh hea jan k badley jan, Allah ne ijazat di hea, merey mazhab mein badla hea. mein koi anokha kam kerne to nai ja raha apne maa baap k khoon ka badla le raha hoon, kia merey dil ko haq nai sukoon mehsoos kerne ka? Nai hea mujhy shok insaaniyat nibhane ka Waseem mein khudgherz hoon, mujhy khudgherz he rehne de"

"That wasn't a murder Hussain, it was a mistake"

"Then I don't forgive such mistakes" I countered, looking straight into his eyes and he helplessly shook his head. "And this time, its not just Maya, its me too. My heart has committed a mistake too, a sin that can never be redeemed Waseem" I stated. "When my heart beats for her I hate myself, I hate the thought that I have forgotten the pain of my parents, I have forgotten how brutally they were killed. My heart needs to be punished"

"Hussain forgive her man, forgive her please. Allah ne badley ki ijazat di hea to wo maafi ka derss bhi deta hea. Tu maaf ker de usey"

"I can't" I felt bitterly helpless. "Mein Khuda nai hoon, wo maaf ker deta ho ga mein nai ker sakta. Wo Raheem hea Rehman hea mager mein bus ek insaan hoon Waseem, an ordinary human being burning in the fire of this hatred, let me have my revenge and pacify it before it burns me to ashes"

He remained quiet for a few moments staring my face I could find worry and concern, and before I listen to him I decided to walk out but he stopped me. "Don't marry her Hussain" I shut my eyes firm.

"You are ruining both of your lives man! you have all the right to forget about what happened and live a happy life with the person you love. Maya is a fine girl, Hussain bhool ja sab...

"Ub nai ho sakta Waseem, tu samajh kun nai raha. Mein jahan tak aa gaya hoon ub waapsi mumkin naheen" I cut him through, my voice loud and clear.

"Okay fine" he tried to look calm. "you want your revenge, go for it, have it but why are you marrying her? why this nikah has to be the part of your revenge, why Hussain? this is utter torture to you and to her as well."

"Mein usey ahsas dilana chahta hoon k jab koi buhat apna, koi buhat piyara aankho k samne chin jaye to kesa lagta hea, mein usey ahsas dilana chahta hoon k jab zindagi apki muthi se rait ki terha phisal rahi ho to kesa lagta hea" I spoke and he stared my face blankly. "I want to see that fear in her eyes, I want to hear her cries in my ears; frightened scary cries. I want to see her as helpless as she made me the night I lost them Waseem" he blinked his eyes as I confessed.

"She'll have to lose me" I nodded to myself. "Only that can bring peace to my heart"

Shehry

"Shehry at least try once more" Amna urged me to call them once again for inviting them for Hussain's nikah.

"Amna they won't come, and its Hussain we are talking about, Hussain who has always been a source of discomfort and distaste for our relatives. Don't forget he has broken a lot of hearts unknowingly but still, after all that we can not expect them to smilingly come over the wedding" I explained and Amna made a sad face.

"But they are our elders, they should understand Shehry bachon se ghaltiyan ho jati hen barey maaf ker dety hen na. Agar tum kaho to I will call Mom Dad again" She asked and I thought for a moment before heaving up a sigh.

"Fine. You can try" I said bringing a smile onto her lips.

"Great. Lemme call them" She gave me a quick hug with a peck on my cheek before leaving me there and ran towards our room. Deep down I knew nobody will come.

Mein chahta tha Hussain ki shadi itni dhoom dham se karoon k duniya dekhey mager.... Shaid Allah ko he manzoor na tha.

Since Maya had converted, I seldom saw her like before, the old chirpy always smiling Maya; either she remained busy in Hospital or in her room doing something.

"Shehry my bathroom drain isn't working, please bring a plumber I have to take a shower" Maha came storming in the lounge reminding me about the plumber which I totally forgot.

"Ohoooooo! Bilkul bhool gaya" I made a face and Maha rolled her eyes.

"han han ub tumhen bus Amna bhabi he yad rehti hen" Maha smirked as Amna walked back holding her phone with a saddened expression on her face, screaming loud DEFEAT.

"Its okay" I mouthed as she walked nearer and plopped next to me in the couch with a grumpy face.

"Kia hua bhabai?" Maha inquired. "Don't tell me Shehry did something, he has become too lousy and grouchy lately"

"Ithey aa dasna mein tenu, Shokhi murghi" I leaned forward and grabbed Maha's wrist, pulling her down in the couch making her squeal in my grip as I tickled her. "vaddi aai tu Amma dadi, han!"

"Shehry stop itttt!" Maha screamed in between her laughter and I finally let her go.

"Bhabi iski na kuttaai kia Karen ap pakar ker" Maha addressed Amna as she jumped up from the couch.

"Tum fikr he na karo, kutna mera kam" Amna agreed on which I rolled my eyes.

"Do mullaaon mein murghi haram hotey hue suna tha aj do muliyaniyon mein murgha halaal ho gaya" I remarked and they laughed.

"Muliyaani se yad aya... you know what Shehry" Maha quickly knelt down in my feet holding my knees as she was about to share a secret. "Maya api apne room se he nai nikalteen, she is studying hard now days you know" she stated and I looked at Amna to my right who shrugged.

"Translate please" I narrowed my eyes down at Maha who rolled hers before going into her let me elaborate mode.

"She asked me so much about religion, I mean about Islam; a few random things which I answered her satisfactorily but a few complicated ones too for them I casually told her to google them and trust me tab se ub tak, hospital se aa ker bus kuch na kuch study ker rahi hoti hen and she keeps on noting down with her in her diary." She explained and I nodded.

"Hmm. I think its good" I stated.

"I have noticed it too" Amna said, I looked at her. "Since she has converted she has become too distant from Hussain and you as well, nai?"

"I was thinking the same, I had hardly talked to her after that I thought it was me and my busy routine but I guess you people are right she is keeping distance on purpose" I agreed.

"Maya api said that she never followed Hinduism in the true way so now she is going to follow Islam as Islam demands to be followed and she also told me that she wants to become a perfect Muslima for Hussain" Maha told us with a bright happy smile on her face and I smiled too.

"I used to worry about Hussain and his life but now am relaxed I know Maya is the right person for him" Amna added and I nodded in agreement.

"Well, suddenly my brother has gotten lucky. And I need nothing more than this"

Waseem

"you still here? Ghar nai jana?" I peeked inside his cabin where I found him lost in thoughts while the couple of files remained wide open over his desk, unattended totally. Hussain looked up at me and heaved up a tired sigh as he picked up a file aimlessly.

"I have some work pending, need to complete it before tomorrow"

"Tomorrow is your wedding man! you need to go home and relax, its your big day" I stepped inside saying and he looked at me in the way I got my answer. Chuckled at his expression and dragged a chair opposite him.

"I was thinking what should I present you as your wedding gift!" I almost talked to myself and he sarcastically chuckled a little.

"You sound more like my would-be-bride" Hussain commented and I laughed.

"Ha! Sense of humor, I appreciate" I clapped but remained unnoticed as he kept on reading the file. "Maya ko kia gift de ga tu....

"Tu Maya Maya kerna band nai ker sakta? Kia her waqt ek he nam rehta hea tere moo per" Hussain angrily cut me through as he snapped the file shut and I smirked at him.

"Ye nam merey moo per nai terey zehen or dil mein rehta hea werna I am a happily married man with an adorable son, ye to tu hea k bus Maya ka nam sunai deta hea tujhey her waqt" I remarked on which he got up from his seat.

"Tu bakwas ker yahan beth ker, I am leaving" he announced and picked up his jacket from the back of his chair. I smiled following him.

"Am I invited tomorrow?" I asked as I stopped in the way to the exit.

Hussain didn't even bother to look up at me and replied drily. "It's only family, no one else" and with that he walked past me out of his cabin, I stepped out too. The office was almost empty by the time.

Maya

Nobody was coming.

Maha told me it was only us, everyone in the relatives refused to attend the nikah, it was saddening. Hussain deserved a better wedding day.

"Maya api you will look amazing in this dress" Maha remarked looking at the simple red frock placed neatly on the bed. I looked in to the direction and smiled.

"But I still wanted a little heavier dress Maya, I mean this is so simple and I have seen you in desi you look totally adorable, so do not make silly excuses phuleeez!" Amna rolled her eyes as she repeated the same.

"It isn't a lavish elaborated function Amna, just we people, so changa keeta kuri ne khercha bachaya" Shehry stated from behind and I chuckled while Amna disapproved.

"Nah! It wasn't the reason I just... I just wanted it like this, not only the dress but the whole event I just wanted it to be pure and simple; no extravagance no extended functions just a nikah, a bond between us. That's all" I said and Amna pressed my hand with a warm smile.

"But still I wish Mom dad and chachoo's family were coming over the nikah. After all its his happiness" Amna said, making a face, she was still holding my hand.

"I doubt his happiness Amna, like Hussain his happiness can be equally unpredictable" Shehry spoke. 

"His happiness is now my responsibility and I will make sure I will be enough for spreading joy and peace in his life. Inn Shaa Allah." I assured them.

I felt weight over my head from behind and Shehry spoke. "I know you will" with his hand pressed over my head. I smiled looking up at him.

"Hussain hea kahan wesey?" Amna suddenly inquired frowning.

"Maya ne kia Hussain se perdah kia, Hussain ne to ghar ana he chor diya bhai! As if the only reason of his coming back home was MAYA!!!" Shehry stated teasing me and I giggled, shaking my head. "Aan do janab nu, aane chitter maran ga k nani yad aa jave gi" He added claiming.

Amna was about to remark over that when we heard the door opening. My heartbeats accelerated, was it him?

"here he is, sadaa anokha dulha" Amna said getting up from the bed. They walked towards the door when Shehry turned back.

"Get ready till maghrib, the nikah khuwan will be here around 5" He informed me and I nodded my head.

My gaze shifted back to the dress, I picked it up and felt the soft fabric against my skin. I was getting married! God! who would have ever imagined in the craziest of his thoughts that one day Maya Avinash Thukral will marry Hussain Asif!

Insaan kahan se chalta hea kahan puhanch jata hea, salon pehley us toofani raat mein agar koi mujh se kehta k ye bacha jo sarak kinarey khara ro raha hea, chilla raha hea, jis k maa baap tumhare kaaran us se hamesha k liye chin gaye ye ek din yun tumhara jeevan sathi ban jaye ga to mein kabhi yaqeen na kerti.

But today this is reality, even after all the dark memories after all what our pasts have seen Hussain was mine and I was his forever.

Hussain

They had decorated our house with red and white flowers; lounge seemed more like a rose shop as I entered inside. I tried my best to ignore all the unnecessary efforts they had put for the day and walked to my room but only to my utter shock, as I entered inside I found myself in a totally different place; new bed cover, changed curtains, roses and those candles... they changed the setting of my room as well.

What the hell!

"Mah....." I had only turned to call them when got bumped into Amna and Maha, grinning towards me idiotically.

"How is it Hussain?" Maha chirped.

"Hope you liked it, you simply have no idea how quick we were in all these arrangements" Amna added.

"Who asked you to do this?" I frowned, their smiles faded at once as they exchanged a glance.

"uh- we did ask Maya and she approved all of these arrangements" Amna replied, and I felt suffocated at once.

"In fact these roses and all the other flowers were arranged by Maya herself, she chose the bed cover and she herself ironed your clothes which are now hanging in your dressing room waiting for His Majesty to come and honor them. she helped us a lot despite the fact that its her....

"Shut up Maha" I cut through her silly blabbering as I couldn't take anymore. "And please leave you two" I felt annoyed and Maha pouted.

"Maya was right, he is a born Sarriyal" Amna remarked angrily as she marched out.

"Ub aap ko mein utha ker bahir phenkoon?" I looked at Maha who made an angry face pointing her index up at my face.

"Don't you dare touch a thing okay, khaberdaar jo ek phool ki patti bhi yahan se wahan ki" she warned me and I rolled my eyes.

"Am not doing anything, now leave!" I literally yelled and she quickly ran outside.

Slamming the door shut I let out a sharp breath of annoyance and frustration. Once again my gaze touched all the minute details of my room which looked so alien to my eyes. I stepped forward, my dresser had a small bunch of red roses, I touched one of them.

In fact these roses and all the other flowers are arranged by Maya herself.

I felt like tearing them off, throwing them away from my sight but then a part of me stopped. I quickly walked towards my dressing room and found my kurta shalwar pressed and hung neatly over the dresser. She herself ironed your clothes.

Pulling it out from the hanger I stepped into the bathroom. I had to get ready for the nikah.

to be continued

lots to come in the next chappy.