2nd May, 2019.

And they say, "Our Lord, let our spouses and children be a source of joy for us, and keep us in the forefront of the righteous."

[25:74]

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CHAPTER 33 -
His Alone!

Sweet aroma of chashni filled the whole dining area, as the freshly prepared, gulab jamun, we're transferred into the chashni. Muskaan covered a plate, over the gulab jamun filled dish, and went back to join others on the dining table.

Everyone was busy, having thier food, from respective plates, where as Aasiya's mind was drifted back to somewhere else, altogether. Her mind went back to, her mother-in-law's words, just few moments ago.

As soon as she heard a loud knock on the door, followed by Yusra's voice, Aasiya stood their dumbfounded, unable to move a limb. She was flushed in all senses, eyes closed, heavy breathing, and, cheeks red as ever.

After a moment later, Yusra again banged the door, saying. "We are waiting for dinner, please be on time, or else, we'd to have mid-supper!" There's a teasy remark in her tone, as she delivered that one.

Zaryaan who has a pissed off look, shut his eyes tight, followed by an irritated sigh! He turned to gaze at his Iya, who was stiff in his hold. He loosened his grip on her, only after gently pressing his lips, over her forehead.

Once she came down for dinner, she found her mother-in-law was deeply immersed in making dessert.
Yusra who found, Siya entering the dining area, spoke. "Oh! Siya you came?" With a naughty grin, she added. Her eyes held mischef.

"Why are you looking so flushed? Did something happened?" She said with wiggling of her eyebrows, while adding the last part, with a sly grin, causing Siya to pop her eyes out, and, flush even more.

On account, Muskaan glanced up from her work, to the words of her daughter. She gazed at the person in question, with concern.
"What happened, beta? You don't look good!" Muskaan wiped her hands, on the towel hanging near the kitchen counter.

Aasiya squirmed in her place, unable to come up with an answer. "Beta! Is everything okay?" Once again, Muskaan voiced out her motherly concern.

"Yes! Bolo na, bhabhi! Did bhai done something?" (say na, sister-in-law) Yusra queired, with a smile. As Muskaan roamed her eyes at her daughter, she covered it with a cough! But, she understood the whole thing, and glared at Yusra.

"Ah! Mama! Umm! Woh, garmiya teez ho rahi hy na, isiliye!" (due to the hot weather) Aasiya tried to reason, as her mother-in-law's face was trying to hide her smile.

Muskaan nodded in understanding. "Yeah! It's unbearable this year. May Allah azzwajal make it easy on us!" She responded with, a silent dua'a.

Yusra piped in, saying. "Didn't air conditioner, working in your bedroom?" Siya tried her best to maintain a straight face, but failed as her sister-in-law was trying her best to pull her leg.

"It is working well!" Siya replied with gritted teeth, with a flushed face, giving her a death glare, which says, 'stop this otherwise, kaccha chaba jaoongi' (I'll eat you raw)!

"It's okay, beta! Why don't you go and, see if everything is ready or not." Aasiya was grateful that her mother-in-law saved her, from further interrogation, which her best friend was putting her into.

Yusra just laughed off, at Aasiya. Earning a smack from her mother for playing such a stunt. "Ouch! Why did you do that?" Yusra rubbed the area, where her mother hit her.

"That is for, teasing her poor soul!" Muskaan stated!

"But, I was just having fun!" Yusra pouted. "Ain't I your daughter, who beat thier own child?!" Muskaan rolled her eyes, at Yusra. Who began her drama!

"What?! You don't even feel remorse for doing this to me?" She fake accused her mother, and gave her a remorseful look.

"Now, I get it!" She added, as if she discovered something. "Why bhai always says that you found me, at some road-side dump-yard!" She let out a fake cry. But, Muskaan was immersed in something else!

"Ammi! Are you even here!?" Yusra waved her hand, infront of Muskaan's face, earning a slap right there. "Woman! What happened to you today? Behaving like, a desi-mom!" which earned another glare from her mother!

'Well! You are desi and, mom! That makes sense!' She muttered to herself.

"Wow, I'm so excited!" Muskaan exclaimed, with a huge grin, after deep pondering over something!

"What?! You just smacked me and, now you are excited? Are you okay, Ammi?" Yusra placed her hand, over Muskaan's forehead making sure she's alright!

Muskaan swatted her away, before saying. "Look at her, flushed face. I think, Allah Subhan Wa ta'ala, going to give us a blessing very soon! In sha Allah!" Yusra didn't understood at first, but later, her face broke into a huge grin!

Aasiya, who came to take some spoons and, plates from kitchen, listens to the last sentence, that her mother-in-law spoke, causing her to turn 180 degree turn walk in the same direction she came from.

And, now she was so, into that conversation that she accidentally heard from her mother-in-law, made to loose her appetite, with haya! She's still trying to figure out, what just happened, a while ago.

She turned a bright shade of pink, as her mother-in-law's words crossed her thoughts. She hung her head, low and, smiled to herself.

'In sha Allah!'

"Siya! What happened? Why are you smiling at yourself?" Yusra's words brought her back to present. She looked up, to find that Yusra was giving her an expectant look, her father-in-law was missing!

She didn't even, recognize that he left a while ago after completing his dinner, saying that he had some work to be done. And, will be in his study.

"Bhabhi?" This time, it was Ahil, who was seated adjacent to Yusra spoke, Aasiya turned towards him. "Di was asking you something! Where were you lost?"

"Oh! Sorry! I was___ I just zoned out. Sorry!" She cheeks burned due to embarrassment. She quietly placed a spoonfull of rice in her mouth. And, began to chew it.

Out of nowhere, she felt her right hand being held by someone in a tight hold. She glanced at her right side to see that it was none other than her husband!

'When did he came down for dinner?' She was perplexed!

He hide thier hands underneath the table, and began to have his food!

She tried to free her hand, but to vain, everyone was busy with their food. She looked at him, with a pleading look. He just gave her an innocent smile before consuming his food. Without a care in the world.

After so much effort, she began to have her food, with left hand! Making him, smile at her efforts.
"Aasiya beta! Why are you having your food with left hand?" Muskaan quiered.

"Yeah! What happened to your right hand?" Zaryaan asked with a nonchalance!

"It was stuck with your left hand, Ryan bhai!" Yusra countered, causing Ahil to snicker and, Muskaan watched him with an amused look.

Zaryaan narrowed his eyes at her, and, brought out his left hand, and said. "Here, my hands are free!" Yusra raised an eyebrow with at him.

Aasiya slowly lifted her hand, and to her dismay, it was wrapped with a white cloth. She gave him a questioning look, who has a grin plastered on his face.

"Subhan Allah! What happened to your hand, I didn't noticed it earlier?!" Muskaan asked, with concern. Aasiya didn't know what to say, so she open and, closed her mouth.

'For it wasn't there earlier, Mama! It was all your son's, doing!' She muttered to herself, and, glared at her husband. Who was enjoying the whole situation.

"Actually, Ammi! I forgot to switch off the geaser, and when she went to do wudhu, she opened the tap, and hot water burned her skin. I told her, I'm sorry and, I'll help in having food. But!" Zaryaan made up a story!

"But, what? Ryan! How can you be so careless. And, who uses geasers in this hot weather! Look what you've done now!" Muskaan chided at her son.

"I can help her to have dinner, as a token of sorry!" Zaryaan suggested, with a grin. To which Muskaan, gave him a glare which shut him up.

"Do that! And, you are going to do all your works by yourself for a whole week!" She looked at Aasiya and said! "You are not going to help him, he has to do his own work!" Aasiya tried to say something, but Muskaan's one look, and she knows better not to say anything!

Zaryaan's eyes widened in horror! The siblings, who were witnessing everything, snickered at thier brother's distress! Making Zaryaan to glare at them, which shut both of them.

Later, Muskaan informed, that she would serve dessert after Isha salah. For she noticed the distress look on Siya's face, to fed by her husband's hand. And signalled Ahil and, Yusra to empty the dining area. So, that she could have food in peace.

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The chirping of birds, as they flew from one tree to another, some of them were sitting on the branch, having conversations in thier own language, which could be understood by them and, Allah Subhan Wa Ta'ala, alone.

Aasiya observed, each and, every detail, so keenly. As she roamed her eyes, along the area of thier backyard. Her eyes fell on two birds, who were resting their tiny feet, on a branch of the tree, touching each others mouth, while making some rythemical sound.

She suddenly felt goosebumps all over herslef, she shivered in pure sheer amazement, at the creation of Allah! She wrapped hands around her arms to, maintain her posture. As she, felt a warmth enveloping her, from backside.

She gazed behind her, to find, her marvellously handsome husband, wrapping his arms around her waist, with a serene look. He pressed his lips over her, temple, and rested his head over hers. Before sighing in contentment.

The couple, began their day with, the most loveable thing to Allah, by offering fajr salah! Aasiya offered her salah, in thier praying area, whereas, Zaryaan went to masjid to offer his.

As she make herself comfortable in thier balcony, chanting some dhikr, on her fingers, she unknowingly pulled towards the railings, by the melodious chirping of birds. And, she began to relish her surroundings.

"What are you so immersed in?" Zaryaan asked, after a moment of silence.

Aasiya smiled, and replied. "I was just counting my blessings, and trying to remember, Do I have thanked Allah for the things He bestowed me with!" Zaryaan kissed her hijab cladded head.

"So! Did you figured it out?" He asked her, as he tightened his hold on her, and she snuggled more into him, enjoying his warmth.

"Mhmm!" She hummed in response, before closing her eyes. "I figured that, however, or how many times, I thanked Allah, and offered sukhran nafl salah! The blessings that, He bestowed upon me, weren't going to balance. Even, if I utter Alhamdulillah, everyone single Milli second of my living breath, I could never thank him enough. For everything, that I have today, or the time after that! The most beautiful blessing, that I get to have is, born as the ummati of our beloved Prophet Muhammad (peace and, blessings be upon him). So many, messenger wished to be a part of his Ummah, but, Allah chooses me, to be part of it. Though I didn't asked for it. What else would I want!" Her voice broke, at the end. A lone tear escaped from her right eye, and a tear drop left hanging on the other one.

Zaryaan hugged her, tight into his embrace, burying his face, in her shoulder! As he felt she was shivering with joy!
"And, also blessings me, with you!" She muttered to herself, but it didn't went unnoticed by him, as he whispered 'Alhamdulillahi katheera'!

Zaryaan released his hold on her, turned her around to face her, as he spoke. "Be ready by six, I'll come to fetch you!" He whispered in his velvety tone, before pressing a deep kiss in between her eyes, before disappearing behind, the washroom door.

Aasiya just stood there, with closed eyes, and, warm face, slowly trying to grasp his words, piece by piece.

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"Come on, Siya! It's almost five!" Yusra exclaimed, in horror!

"Just few more minutes, I'll be with there in blink of an eye!" Aasiya spoke, with a smile on her face, and crease on forehead!

"Really? Siya! You were repeating the same line, for over an hour now! Look at the clock, it's ticking!" Yusra strode over to the kitchen counter, by grabbing Aasiya's arm, dragged her away from the kitchen room.

"Yusra!" Aasiya exclaimed in shock. As she was mercilessly being dragged by her own best friend. "Let me finish the cooking! Just matter of few minutes!"

"Seema can handle it, and ammi is also at home, she will supervise her! Don't you Seema?!" Yusra stated, addressing thier hand-maid, to take care of remaining cooking, by sign with her free hand.

Zaryaan left his little sister, in charge for his plan, he asked Yusra to make sure and, help his Iya got ready on time. To which, Yusra was more than happy to obey!

As the time, was ticking, but Aasiya was nowhere to leave kitchen, let alone, get ready to meet her husband. She was so, dumbstruck to say or do anything!

It was not, like everyday day thing, that your newly wedded husband, ask you to 'be ready by six'! It's hardly a month since they got married to each other.

Aasiya was trying her best to get used to everything, and, most of all the unexpected surprises from her husband. She was still so much in daze, about the yester nights rendezvous! She still feel every single never of her body jolt, as she reminiscing about it.

Yusra was dragging her, nonchalantly, without listening to what she has to say. "Yusra please, atleast let me walk on my own!" Aasiya's whinned, was ready to ran for hills, as soon as, her best friend let loose on her.

"Oh! Come on, Siya! You don't have to be so shy about it. It's couple thing! They go out, often!" Yusra countered, as they entered Aasiya's bed room.

"Haan! Tum toh bahut experienced ho insab mein? Huh!" (Yeah! As you are very experienced in these things) Aasiya rolled her eyes, earning a smack on her head, with a soft pillow, by none other than Yusra.

"Shut up!" Yusra walked, in the right corner of the bed room, towards Zaryaan's closet. And, came back after awhile, with some shopping bags.

"Where heck did you get them from?" She was perplexed, that these things were in her room, but she didn't know about it.

"Relax! Will you! They were delivered this afternoon, I put them in here, when you were busy with ammi!" Yusra stated, with a smug smile.

"What is in there?" Aasiya asked skeptically.
"Calm down! These are for you to wear! Bhai costumized these for you!" Before placing them on the bed.
"Open them!"

With trembling hands, Aasiya opened the large bag, revealing a exquisite dress, she had ever laid eyes on. It was a pale pink colored, floor length frock, with long sleeves.

It was made of pale pink, see through material, and, a lavender colored velvet inner material, giving it a fairly tail effect. It has a tiny lavender stone, and, hand embroidery design on the edges of the neck, which was designed into a boat neck.

'Ma sha Allah!' Escaped from both of their lips!

They quickly opened other boxes too, which had, a matching hijab and, niqaab with the same embroidery embedded on it, minus stone work. She was blushing, at his sense of understanding.

The others has, matching Stilettos by Chanel! And, a beautiful pitch black abaya, with black rhinestone embedded on it. She smiled, that he even bought abaya for her to wear to cover it from na mehram. Indirectly stating, that her beauty was only for him!

'His alone!'

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Assalamu alikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatauhu lovelies!

I hope you all are doing good, Alhamdulillah!

I'm once again, back with a new chapter of SiAn's journey! Hope you guys enjoyed it! Blushed, smiled meekily, and laughed out loud, with joy while reading this chapter!

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