کانپ اٹھتی ہوں میں یہ سوچ کے تنہائی میں
میرے چہرے پہ ترا نام نہ پڑھ لے کوئی

Kaamp Uthti Hoon Mai Ye Soch Ke Tanhai Mai
Mere Chehre Pe Tera Naam Na Parh Le Koi.

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Najia and Hadi were currently on the plane, flying to Dubai first and then, after a layover of 12 hours they'd board their flight to Lahore.

Najia was sleeping while Hadi worked on his laptop.
They had visited Najia's therapist and nutritionist a few days ago and had decided that she'd continue her sessions on FaceTime.

They reached Dubai international Airport after a tiring six hour flight and because they had applied for a visa they were able to exit the airport.

As soon as they reached outside Hadi was engulfed in a brotherly hug by a young man.
Najia stood there watching the both of them with confusion when a beautiful girl wearing a peach colored Abaya neared her and smiled at her.
She had assumed that it was the man's wife.

"ASSALM O ALAIKUM" she said and najia greeted back politely with a smile.

Both the men then turned towards the ladies and Hadi spoke.
"Najia... Yeh mere boht acchy dost hai Ali...aur yeh unki begum Ruqaiya."
He exclaimed and najia greeted the man.

Ruqaiya moved forward and hugged the petite girl.
"it's so nice to finally meet you Najia" najia felt a little blush covering her cheeks but she immediately smiled and said "jazakllah....You're so pretty MashAllah"
Ruqaiya laughed.
A little tug at Najia's shirt made her look down and she fell In love with the little baby girl standing at her feet.

"oh my God....." she squealed and the baby giggled at her.
"yeh pyary si gurya kon hai " she gushed at the baby.
Ruqaiya picked her up and held her for najia to take her and when she did, Maham didn't hesitate to wrap her chubby little arms around her neck.

Najia awed at her actions and everyone laughed.
Hadi looked at the her and couldn't help but think of how amazing of a mother she'd be one day.
"kya naam hai is pary ka api" she asked and ruqaiya responded to her.
"Maham"

They reached Ali's car and drove towards their house.
Ali and ruqaiya were very nice... They had made her feel comfortable and acted just like a brother or sister would.

Maham was another story though.
She had Najia wrapped around her little chubby finger and najia herself was obsessed with the little creature with soft blue eyes and curly brown hair.

She wondered if their baby would have Hadi's steel grey eyes too.

They decided to rest a little and then they'd go explore the city.

She had always loved the middle east and had always wanted to live there one day but she ended up in italy.
She was sure that one day Hadi and her would fulfill their dreams together.

Inshallah.

Both of them got ready and all of them decided to go eat first and then go shopping.
They ate at an amazing Japanese restaurant called "Kinoya" and then headed towards the mall.

Najia had loved the Abaya that ruqaiya was wearing so she hesitantly told  her that she wanted to buy one as well

Let's just say that Ruqaiya became a little too enthusiastic.

Najia laughed at her and ruqaiya playfully glared at her.

They had already formed a beautiful friendship.

They entered the boutique and najia fell in love with all the colors on display but eventually ended up getting a beige one and a peach one just like ruqaiya's.

The couples then drove towards the airport.
Hadi thanked them for all they did and and  najia and ruqaiya ended up tearing up a bit.

Attachment issues.

She kissed Maham's cheeks one last time and they made their way inside.

"Haadiiiii..... I want a baby toooo" she spoke not realizing what she was saying in the moment.

"bilkul maham jesy fairy chahiyee mujhyy.... Then we'll bring them here and they'll play together and I'll take so many pictures of them." she laughed at her own words and turned towards him who was smiling at her.

"zroor... We'll have a Princess just like you.... Sweet and gorgeous" he kissed her head and headed towards their gate.

They boarded their flight of three hours and reached Lahore.

No one came to get them from the airport even though every member of the house knew that they would be coming today.
Hadi didn't expect them to.... But his little wife did and the unshed tears in her eyes were proof of that.

He took her hand in his and went to collect their luggage.
They didn't bring much for themselves, just a few of their casual clothes and mostly gifts for all the relatives.

Najia had insisted that they buy them.

A  luggage porter came and took their suitcases towards a car and loaded it inside.
They sat inside, Hadi told the address to the driver and they headed towards the destination.

In the middle of the journey najia noticed that they were not headed towards the haveli because the driver had just drived in front of it.

She turned towards the man sitting beside her and looked at him in question.
"where are we going?" she inquired.
"home" he responded and she looked at him with even more confusion.

"pr haveli k samny sy to abhi Gary guzri hai" she answered back.
He sighed and took a hold of her hand and started talking again.
"I have a house a few minuets away from the haveli... I bought it before going to Italy... We're going to stay there.... It's... It's going to be hard for the  both of us if we stay there... Aur we're here to attend a wedding not to live with them...also main apni biwi ko Pakistan ki khoobsurati dikhana chata hun... Hum shadi khtm hoty hi jahan tum kaho gy wahan Jayen gy. "

She smiled at him and hugged his arm to herself.

They arrived in front of the house and najia looked at it in awe.
It was beautiful.
It was only one floor but it was as always enough for them.

They entered the house and the first thing najia saw were the huge glass windows covering one side of the living room giving a beautiful view of the fields surrounding it and the mesmerizing sunset.

She looked behind her and found Hadi leaning against the door, staring at her with the softest eyes.

She smiled back and ran towards him.
He caught her and she wrapped her legs around his waist and her  arms around his neck.

She rested her head on his shoulder like a baby would, and closed her eyes.

"tired?" he questioned and she innocently nodded her head.
He chuckled and walked towards their bedroom.

~A few days later ~

A few days had past since they arrived in Pakistan and Hadi and najia had been mostly chilling at home.

Najia had forced Hadi to take her shopping  and had bought a few dresses for the wedding.

she was quite anxious about showing up to it.
Hadi had sensed her discomfort and had assured her that they'd attend the event for a little and then they'd come back home.
She had reluctantly agreed.

It was the mehendi today so both of them were getting ready.
Najia in their room and Hadi in the guest room as his wife's wish.
She wanted to surprise him with her look hence decided that he'd be getting ready in the other room.

She wore a beautiful yellow colored lehenga full of embroidery and a simple purple kurti paired with a hot  pink dupatta da resting on her neck.

She wore her jewelry and at last her heels and headed outside to see Hadi sitting on the sofa in the living room.

She neared him and his eyes instantly snapped towards her.
His jaw dropped as he gazed at her angelic face.
Her small button nose and her cheeks tinted with a pink hue and her lips painted a light peach color didn't make her look less than an angel.

And the way her dress fitted her perfectly and accentuate her body made him gulp.

She waved her hand in front of his face and he finally came out of his daze and cleared his throat before standing up and coming to her side.

She looked at him and her own breath hitched.
He was wearing a cream colored shalwar kameez that was snug around his broad chest and bulged his  muscles.
A dark brown chaddar resting on his shoulders made him look even more intimidating than he was.

She cleared her throat when he raised an eyebrow at her and laughed at her poor acting skills.

"Dekhlo dekhlo...tumhara hi hun " he teased and she refused to look at him.

"Lekin main to apki nhi hun " she teased back and was about to flee from the spot when he pulled her back by the waist and made her back collide with his front.

'oops...bad idea ' she thought.

She knew how much possessive of a man Hadi was and she knew that there would've been consequences to this.

"Try and repeat that Najia Ahmed....I'll show you who you belong to." He said and she bit her lower lip.

Let's just say that the past day were quite pleasurable for both of them .

"Shit.... don't do that..." He growled and she continued it.
"I swear you continue doing that and we'll be in our bed instead of attending that wedding" he said and she finally took his hand in hers and led them outside.

They sat in the car...their car that ,again, Hadi had bought and drove towards the haveli.

Once they arrived Najia's mouth hung open in admiration as she looked at the beautiful villa adorned with fairy lights and flowers everywhere.

She felt a hand being placed on her lower back and found her husband just beside her.
"Let's get this over with" he whispered in her ear and she giggled while they walked towards the door.

As soon as they entered they saw all the family members in the lawn where the mehendi function was being held.
The first one to notice their arrival was their grandmother who was sitting on a wheelchair a little further from the rest of the family members.

Her eyes watered as the couple sauntered towards her .
"Assalamualaikum Dadi Jaan" Hadi greeted first and then Najia.

Their grandmother opened her arms for them and they instantly hugged her.
Their grandmother was a blessing.
One of the kindest woman in their family who tried treating them right.

Bit by bit everyone gathered around then and greeted them with not so happy looking faces .

Najia and Hadi completed the rituals of putting henna on the bride and groom's hand and were now standing with a few of their cousins.

Hadi nudged Najia in the ribs and she looked at him with a glare.

He loved how confident she was acting today.
Not once she had lowered her chin and had doubted herself during the  whole party.

Her therapist's word kept ringing in her head and kept reminding her that she was herself.
She didn't need to compare herself to anyone to know that she was beautiful.

"Don't let a number on a scale own you .”

"Mirrors are just glass and you are more than that."

"The size of your body has nothing to do with your worth. Nothing."

She still didn't love her body but she was slowly accepting it and starting to realize that it was worth more than the judgment of  people she didn't even know....it deserved to be healthy and it deserved to be fed.

"Kya hai....kyun tang kr rhy Hain bar bar.." she questioned annoyingly .
"Please ghr chalein" he pleaded for the twentieth time.
She sighed and nodded her head in yess, she was starting to get pretty annoyed by the stares.

She knew that everyone had seen the way Hadi talked to Najia and how freely he touched her but they couldn't care less
They were legally and islamically married and had to prove it to no one .

As they bid their goodbyes to their Dadi and were heading towards hadis car a figure came and crashed right into them.

"Baba?" She heard him slowly mutter after a long stare.

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