Assalamu alikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuhu lovlies...

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25th July, 2017.

حَدَّثَنَا أَحْمَدُ بْنُ مُحَمَّدٍ، أَخْبَرَنَا عَبْدُ اللَّهِ بْنُ الْمُبَارَكِ، عَنِ الْمَسْعُودِيِّ، عَنِ الْوَلِيدِ بْنِ الْعَيْزَارِ، عَنِ أَبِي عَمْرٍو الشَّيْبَانِيِّ، عَنِ ابْنِ مَسْعُودٍ، قَالَ:‏‏‏‏ سَأَلْتُ رَسُولَ اللَّهِ صَلَّى اللَّهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏فَقُلْتُ:‏‏‏‏ يَا رَسُولَ اللَّهِ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏أَيُّ الْأَعْمَالِ أَفْضَلُ ؟ قَالَ:‏‏‏‏ الصَّلَاةُ لِمِيقَاتِهَا ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏قُلْتُ:‏‏‏‏ ثُمَّ مَاذَا يَا رَسُولَ اللَّهِ ؟ قَالَ:‏‏‏‏ بِرُّ الْوَالِدَيْنِ ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏قُلْتُ:‏‏‏‏ ثُمَّ مَاذَا يَا رَسُولَ اللَّهِ ؟ قَالَ:‏‏‏‏ الْجِهَادُ فِي سَبِيلِ اللَّهِ ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏ثُمَّ سَكَتَ عَنِّي رَسُولُ اللَّهِ صَلَّى اللَّهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏وَلَوِ اسْتَزَدْتُهُ لَزَادَنِي، ‏‏‏‏‏‏قَالَ أَبُو عِيسَى:‏‏‏‏ وَهَذَا حَدِيثٌ حَسَنٌ صَحِيحٌ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏رَوَاهُ الشَّيْبَانِيُّ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏وَشُعْبَةُ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏وَغَيْرُ وَاحِدٍ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏عَنِ الْوَلِيدِ بْنِ الْعَيْزَارِ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏وَقَدْ رُوِيَ هَذَا الْحَدِيثُ مِنْ غَيْرِ وَجْهٍ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏عَنْ أَبِي عَمْرٍو الشَّيْبَانِيِّ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏عَنِ ابْنِ مَسْعُودٍ، ‏‏‏‏‏‏وأَبُو عَمْروٍ الشَّيْبَانِيَّ اسْمُهُ سَعْدُ.

Ibn Mas'ud said:
I asked the Messenger of Allah: 'O Messenger of Allah! Which is the most virtuous of deeds?' He said: 'Salat during its appropriate time.' I said: 'Then what, O Messenger of Allah?' He said: 'Being dutiful to one's parents.' I said: 'Then what, O Messenger of Allah?' He said: 'Jihad in the cause of Allah.' Then the messenger of Allah was silent, and if I had asked him more, he would have told me more.'

Sahih Hadees.

Jam e Tirmazi Hadees
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CHAPTER 12 -
You Too Mr. Khan...

Zaryaan was sitting in his study, on a swivel chair across his desk. His features were hard, his eyes were stormy and dark like he would burn any one who would come and cross his path at this time. His jaws were clenched hard, grinding his teeth with much pressure that would eat alive any of that person who caused distress. He was clenching and unclenching his hands to release his anger. He was trying to calm himself down. His mind was full of rage and fury, that was completely reflected through his eyes. He was furious at them, mad at her, cursing himself that he couldn't done anything to protect her from those hurtful words and from that humiliation.

For he was glad that, his sister was there with her at that time to console her. And his mother, who loved his love like her own blood. But he can't stop blaming himself for not being there when she needed him the most.

He couldn't make himself to go to their room, for he know that she was avoiding him. That was clearly visible to him. And he was unable to stand her avoiding him like all of this was her fault. He know that she was having second thoughts, that she was feeling like she was not right for him. But how can he explain to her that no one was much better match to him other than her. She was the only one who was always in his mind and heart.

'Why can't you see it.' He ran a hand through his one inch beard frustratingly. And exasperated a sigh while reminiscing the words that he heard from his sister Yusra.

At reception :-

Aasiya was having great time while talking and meeting to all relatives and friends from her and Zaryaan's side. And being victim of the non stop teasing from her devil of friends and cousins.

"Okay.., siya tell me about something?" Hafsa asked her with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Aasiya got alarmed at her tone of voice, that she was upto something.

"Ummhmm., what was that?" Aasiya asked cautiously.

"How's you sleep., I mean your first sleep with your.., you know." Hafsa said with wiggle of her eye brows. And everyone present around her started to giggle. Aasiya turned bright shade of crimson.

"Shameless." Aasiya muttered trying to bring out her voice hard and stern but failed miserably.

"Awwwww." All the girls started to cooed in her ears.

They were all immersed in their teasing and having fun. When Muskan Khan her mother in law aporoached them and gave a smack on Yusra's head.

"Ow..ow.. what was that for?" Yusra whined like a kid. Rubbing the spot where her mother hit her.

"You." Muskan pointed her finger at Yusra. "young lady why are you teasing my daughter., huh.?!" She asked her with a mock serious look.

"If Ryan came to know that you guys are torturing his beloved wife he will punish you." And now she started to join them and all burst into fits of laughter.

"Okay., enough of jokes. I've came to introduce my new daughter to some of our friends." She said and called them.

"Meet my new daughter., my Zaryaan's bride and Aasiya darling these are our family friends." She introduced them with there respective names.

Aasiya greeted them with respect and small smile. But somehow don't know why they didn't reciprocate the smile, but gave a curt nod. Aasiya got tensed at their behaviour , but regained her composure and put her ever charming smile on her lips.

"Muskan if am not mistaken., she was the one who was supposed to get married to Mariam's son." One of the lady wearing too much make up said.

"Even they got engaged and about to be married." Other one wearing bright blue abaya answered.

A deep frown and her breath hitched at the mentioned of his name., it was buried deep down layers of her heart. But now they were successful in digging it and refreshing all the painful memories from her past.

Tears started to form in her eyes., Yusra who seen her distress she was quick to rub her hand and hold it tightly to comfort her. Aasiya noded her head and gave a small smile.

"Yes. So why did it matter now? And what's the point bringing it up now?" Muskan asked getting angry by the tone of their voice.

"Are you being serious Muskan. Don't you know what happen to..." That lady was about to say something but Muskan cut her off in middle with an angry look.

"So? What are you trying to say?" Muskan tried her best not to be rude.

"She was engaged to him and why did you choose her to be the bride for your son." Again that lady said. And this was it she can't hold it anymore.

"So what? Every other girl got engaged to someone and if things won't work out., they will broke off the engagement. What's the problem in this." Muskan said with an exasperated sigh.

"But not every other girls fiancé got the fate what Her fiancé got., that to a day be.." Muskan raise her voice at this point and she didn't mind if she was being rude or not.

"Enough. You don't have right to speak about someone's fate when its all is in hands of the Al - Azeez." She continued.

"And who are you to say who got what., huh?! It's all Qadr Allah." Muskan said with a tight lipped smile.

"I think you've some other works to do. So., I really appreciate that you take time to attend and be a part of our happiness." She said with a small smile but genuine one.

"I'll show you the way to dinner area." She said and turned to face Aasiya. "I'll be back after some time okay?" Muskan said and Aasiya noded her head. She placed a kiss on her forehead and patted her head and left.

Muskan started to walk front and all those 'Gossip Queens' trail behind her with a huff. Not before saying those hurtful , venomous words intentionally or unintentionally to heard by Aasiya., which broke her already broken heart into millions of pieces.

"I think she's a bad omen...That's the reason...Mariam's son got that fate. Because he got related to her."

"Am really feeling bad for Zaryaan son. Why would muskaan choose her."

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"How dare those women call her omen." He was fuming with rage.
His whole face turned to red and heat started to radiate from his face due to the pure rage he was feeling right now.

He ran a hand through his already messed her to mess it even more. His eyes landed on the large antique stand clock in front of his desk. It's three in the night.

"Oh No." He muttered and moved out of his study room., came to his room. His heart was pounding in his chest so rapidly. That he can hear its beating sound.

He came inside., walked towards Aasiya's side of bed. She was sleeping with a frown on her face and her forehead creased.

His heart clench at her state., he kissed her forehead to remove her creases., which formed a small but tiny smile on her lips. Which bring his heart at peace that even though she was asleep, she can feel him.

He had a shower, changed into some comfy clothes and made wudhu. He came towards her side and started to woke her up.

"Aasiya..wake up..come on..get up darling." Zaryaan started to woke her up.

She started to squirm and slowly open her eyes. Her eyes were burning due to all the crying.

"Assalamu alikum Mrs. Khan. Get up let's pray together." He placed a kiss on her forehead.

She mumbled a salam., noded her head and got up to made wudhu. She came back , while he was already sat on the prayer mat reciting tasbih on his finger tips. She make her way towards the prayer mat beside her husband.

They both started praying after finishing , both seated in their places doing dhikr till fajr adhaan. Zaryaan brought her close towards him., and put her head on his chest. He slide her khimar away from her head and started to ran his hands through her hair.

It soothed her but she stayed calm without uttering a word. Both of them find peace in each others presence.

"I know." Zaryaan started. "I know what is bothering you. Just don't let others words let in your head."

"Don't ever try to ignore me okay? I can't stand seeing you like this. It hurts so much that I feel like my heart will sto.." He was about to finish his sentence when she placed her hand on his lips. And shook her head.

"Okay., I won't say such things., but please don't be like this." He said placing his forehead on hers. "Now come on give me a smile." She smiled beautifully which caused his heart to flip.

"That's like my girl. Now come lets pray." He left her to get up on the prayer mat.

"No. I mean you can go and pray in masjid. I'll be fine don't worry." She said.

"Are you trying to throw me away Mrs. Khan." He asked narrowing his eyes with a smirk playing on his lips. She shook her head.

"You better not. Because am not going to leave you now., for I got you after so much struggle." He said with a wink. And mumbled last part in a whisper then left for masjid.

But little did he know that., there was more struggles are waiting for both of them to be happily together.

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"Can you please pass those toast to me dear." Muskan asked her daughter in law while concentrating on the cake batter. When she didn't get any answer she terminated what she was doing and gazed at Aasiya.

"Siya dear., what happened?" She asked her placing a hand on her shoulder , which caused her to jump off her place.

"Am sorry Ammi. I was just spaced out. What were you saying." Aasiya asked her trying to act normal.

"Leave that rolling pin , come and sit with me." She hold Aasiya's hand and bring her to sit on chair beside kitchen counter.

Aasiya was in kitchen helping her mother in law to prepare breakfast. And she was still can't be able to remove those hurtful words out of her mind. Its repeating again and again. All her buried thoughts came crashing down on her. If it wasn't for Yusra and her mother in law, she would eventually loose her sanity and surely drowned in her sorrow. She was just a second late from having panic attack after what happened., it was all so stressful for her.

"Dear, what's bothering you? Won't you tell your Ammi." Muskan asked her. As if on cue Aasiya's eyes welled up. Those tears which she was holding from morning. She didn't want to cry in front of Zaryaan., he won't like it.

"Am..ammi am not good for him. Am not., what if some bad happens to him. Ammi I can't. I..I." Aasiya cried her heart out and poured everything that she was holding up in her heart.

"Hushh., Siya.. shhh..calm down dear. Have some water." She tried to console her, hand some water to her. While rubbing her back in circles.

"Ammi what if." Aasiya was about to say something but Muskan cut her off.

"Stop., just shut up okay? What rubbish are you speaking huh! What I did and stand for you was nothing to you." She continues. "Dear there's nothing like omen and all. Everything happens by His will., don't let your imaan low., because of some non sense people's non sense talks." Aasiya hugged her mother.

"Am sorry Ammi., its just. Am really thankful to Allah that he gave you people to me. Its really a blessing for me. Thanks for whatever you did for me, I really appreciate it Ammi. I truly am." Aasiya smiled with teary eyes. Muskan returned the same gesture galdly.

"Now come you've to get ready., did you forget that you are visiting your parents home." Aasiya noded her head and they resumed to their work.

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Breakfast was a quite affair. Soon its time for Aasiya to leave for her parents house. Throughout the breakfast., Aasiya and Zaryaan avoided each other's gaze. She was still embarrassed about the incident after salah.

And Zaryaan was avoiding because he didn't want her to leave. Its not like she was going for months, but he didn't want her to leave him., while she was having doubts and fears. But he didn't have a say in this., because its a ritual and he had to obey.

She was going for a week, and here he was angry but don't know with whom.

'You are whipped by her man.' He said to himself with a boyish grin.

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Aasiya was packing her clothes in bag; while Zaryaan entered in the room and sat on the couch at the coffee table across the french windows.

He was watching her each and every move like a hawk., very carefully without uttering a word. Aasiya was very much aware of his gaze., its burning holes in the side of her head. But she just avoided and completed her work., and placed it in a corner.

"You were just going for a week. Then why are you packing all these things like you were going for like months." Zaryaan asked unable to control his curiosity.

"Actually., am going for few weeks. I'll be back at the end of this month. Precisely after 15 days." Aasiya replied which caused Zaryaan to choke on his saliva.

She ran towards him and patted his head while offering a glass of water. He drank the whole water like he didn't get to see water from ages.

"Fif..fifteen days?" He asked her with wide eyes. She just noded confusingly at his behaviour.

"But as far I remember its just for one week. Zara di also did that., but not more than a week." He said more to himself.

"Yes., I know but its our family tradition. The new bride will spend her first two weaks after waleema at her parents home." She explained.

"But-" He didn't get to finish his sentence , when Ahil knocked on their door.

"Bhabhi., Asif and Raiyaan bhai came to pick you up. They are waiting downstairs in living room." With that he left.

"You are going with them." Its more like a statement. His expression was unreadable for Aasiya. She just noded.

"I'll go and greet them." Aasiya stood from her place. But Zaryaan was still rooted to his spot.

"Why did they have to come and pick her. I can drop her and get to spend some more time with her." Zaryaan thought to himself.

"Moreover, she was going for two freaking weeks., its 15 days. No one bothered to tell me." Zaryaan was getting sad and angry at same time.

"Why is he acting like a hormonal teenager."

Zaryaan came downstairs and greeted them. When its time for Aasiya to leave., she said salam to everyone and lastly went towards her husband. He was avoiding eye contact , something seems off but she brushed off and said goodbye to him and was about to leave, Zaryaan stopped her.

"Aasiya wait., please come there's something you forget to bring." She looked confused but went towards their room.

As soon as she entered, she was engulfed in a warm embrace by her husband. Initially she stiffed but soon wrapped her arms around him.

"What happened?" She asked softly.

"I don't want you to leave." He said like a kid. A small smile formed on her lips.

"But am just going for two weeks. It'll just pass in blink of an eyes." She tried to reason.

"But its just third day of our marriage and you are leaving me alone." She didn't say anything, just listened to his words with soft smile.

After some time he pulled himself away from her and kissed on her forehead. She instantly closed her eyes.

"Just be careful and take good care of yourself Mrs. Khan." He spoke softly. She noded and did something unexpected which made him to freeze at his spot.

She tip -toed and kissed him on his right cheek and mumbled. "You too Mr. Khan." And left the room leaving behind a dumbstruck Zaryaan in his spot.

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Glossory :-

◆ Al - Azeez : All - mighty.

◆ Khimar : long head scarf which lengths upto knees used for offering salah.

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Assalamu alikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuhu lovlies.

How are you all doing? Hope you all doing good. Allhamdullilah am all good.

So.?

How was the chapter.? Hope you guys liked it.

Aasiya took a step forward in thier relationship. I know...I know that its too small., but it's better than nothing right.
She was trying and through small baby steps they will in sha Allah continue thier journey to jannah.

O My Allah..!!!
What happened to me today? Am rambling too much..
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Until then.

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Assalamu alikum.

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