Half moon peeking through grey clouds. But, the night completely belongs to the stars which were twinkling in sky,

Moon would every there hide it self behind clouds, while stars were lighting up the environment, it was the month of September where nights were usually chilly and relaxing

"Pehli baar kisi chuhiya ko billi khelate hue dekh raha Hoon." Ayat was busy playing with cat when a voice came from behind

(First time I'm seeing a mouse playing with cat.)

Ayat quickly got up and turned behind her, in front of her was the person whom she doesn't wanted to come face to face right now, but her luck, he came in front of her eyes

Before Ayat or Hanan could say anything, the cat mewod and jumped off from Ayat's arm, running away from there

"Yeh aap.... har jagah betal ki tarah kyu akey baith jate Hain humare kandhe pe?" When the cat was out of Ayat's sight, Ayat turned to look at Hanan and asked

(Why do you.... You have become betal to my Vikram, whenever I goes you always follow me there.)

"Khush fehmi Hai tumhari ki tumhare piche ajata Hoon." Hanan took one step closer to her and said

(It's your misconception that I'm following you.)

"Aur waise bhi... Mera Ghar Hai jaha marzi hogi jaunga." Ayat rolled her eyes at him and took steps to leave, but Hanan stepped in front of her

(It's my house... I can roam wherever I want to.)

"Raste se hatiye." Ayat glare at him

(Get out of my way.)

"Mann nahi Hai." Hanan smiled at her

(I don't want to.)

"Hanan, apni hadd mein rahiye." Her loud voice made Hanan close his eyes

(Stay in your limits.)

Both were still standing in front of each other, face to face. If Ayat wanted, she would have left from side, but she didn't left

"Yaar, tum..... Tum normal volume mein baat nahi Kar sakti? chillana zaroori hota Hai? Aur rahi baat hadd ki toh tum tameez mein raho. Hone Wala shohar Hoon mein tumhara." First Hanan was whining, but the thought of him being her husband made him happy, as a smile formed on his face

(Can't you... Can't you speak in normal volume? And talk to to ke with respect, I'm your would be husband.)

"Kya? Kya kaha apne? Shohar?" Ayat confusingly looked at him, then burst into laughter

(What? What did you just said? Husband?)

"Shohar aur aap?" Holding her stomach because it was hurting because of her unbreakable laugh, Ayat asked

(Husband and you?)

"Aisa konsa lateefa suna Diya jo daat faad ke has rahi ho?" Getting offended by her laughter, Hanan asked

(Why are you laughing like maniac like I have cracked a joke.)

"Yeh joke nahi toh kya Hai? Apko apna shohar banane se achha hai hum... Hum kuwe mein kood Jaye." Ayat stopped her laughing session, putting her hair behind her ear, Ayat said

(You and my husband is kind of joke to me,... I would prefer.. dying than marrying you.)

"Waise manna padega, Ayat. Na shakal, na Surat phir bhi itna attitude lati kaha se ho?" Hanan's ego would never let him live in peace

(Seriously, Ayat. How did you get this much attitude for this face?)

He always wants to say something else but Ayat's words stabbed his ego and he end up saying something else

Right now, he came here to talk to her. Tell her the situation of his heart, hear about her thoughts. But here, they are arguing again

"Shakal na sahi at least aqal Hai humare paas, lekin apke paas dono nahi." Taking a step closer to him, Ayat put her face high and said

(Maybe I don't have beautiful face, but I do have brain, unlike you.)

"Dimag ke sath sath ankhe bhi kharab ho gayi Jo itna handsome bande ko tum yeh keh rahi ho."

(You have lost your eye sight too with your brain that you can't see this handsome guy.)

"Handsome? Yeh galat fehmi apko kabse ho gayi? Kabhi ayene mein khudko gour se dekhiyega.. aisa lagta Hai jaise.... Jaise chamkadar ko pneumonia hogaya Hai." Ayat laughed a taunt laugh and said, she stopped her words in middle when couldn't think of an insulat and said when a good insult came in her mind

(Handsome? Who told you this? Have you ever saw your face in mirror? You look like... Like bat with pneumonia.)

"Haan, aur uss pneumonia wale chamkadar ka tumhi ne ilaaj Kiya Tha isliye bohot achhe se janti ho kaisa dikhata Hai woh." Hanan took a deep breath and said

(And you were the one who treated him, that's why you know how a bat looks when he have pneumonia.)

"Ilaaj nahi, actually bachpan se unke sath rahe Hain, humare hi chachu ke bete Haina." Ayat turned her face other side, scratching her head, as if thinking about something and replied with a bored yawn

(I didn't treated him. But, I have grown up with one. He is my uncle's son.)

"Ayat, ab tum badtameezi kar rahi ho. Main bardasht nahi karunga."

(Ayat, now I won't tolerate your misbehaving anymore.)

"Mat kariye, chale jaiye na yaha se." She point at the door

(Then leave.)

"Baat karni thi tumse." Like he would do huge favor on her

(I wanted to talk to you.)

"Hume apse koi baat nahi karni." Looking other side, Ayat said

(I don't want to talk to you.)

"Kabhi seedhe munh baat kar liya Karo." Her turning her face here and there. But,not sparing him any glance irked him

(Can't you speak properly?)

"I wish I could, lekin apka cockroach jaisa munh dekhke mood off hojata Hai." This made her look at him, smiling sweetly at him, she told him

(But you cockroach like face ruin my mood.)

"Cockroach?" Hanan's mouth was left opened, as he touched his face.

From where he looks like cockroach?

"Jissey tum cockroach jaisi shakal keh rahi ho, uspe hazaro ladkiyan Roz Marti Hain." His hair which fall on his forehead,he brushed it back and arrogantly said

(Girls could die for my looks. And you are comparing me with cockroach?)

"Apki galti nahi, ladkiyan hoti hi Hain kamzor Dil. Aisi shakal dekhke darr se Marr jati hongi." Circling around his face, Ayat replied, not once her sugar coated voice dropped

(You have misunderstood it, some girls are pigeon hearted, they died in terror when saw this face.)

"Pata nahi main konsi umeed ke sath aya Tha ki tumse baat karu, yaha Ghar wale humare nikkah ka soch rahe Hain aur tum mujhse jhagra....." He wasn't asking her the question, looking up a little he asked himself, then turned to her

(I don't know why I thought that I could talk to you... Our family is thinking about our marriage and you..)

"Wait! Humara nikkah?" Before he could complete his sentence, Ayat stopped him. Her voice came as if she heard it for the first time

(Our marriage?)

"Apko waqai mein yeh umeed Hai ki hum apse nikkah karenge." Crossing her arms over her chest, Ayat asked

(Do you really think that I'll marry you?)

"Aisi konsi hoor pari ho tum Jo tumse nikkah karne Zayn Malik ayega?" Hanan point at her and asked

(Why are you showing so much attitude like Zayn Malik would maary you.)

To Hanan, she was indeed most beautiful girl. But he isn't going to tell her

She already have attitude of the size of mount Everest, only God knows how much she will flaunt once he compliments her

"Aise konse aap bohot achhe Hain ki apse hum Shaadi Kare? Achha!.... Ab hum samjhe..... Apko maloom haina ki reality mein apko koi Milne se rahi, Chachu aur chachi se hi umeed Hai ki apke liye koi ladki dhoondhe, isliye unhone jissey dhoonda Hai khamoshi se aap razi ho Gaye. Haina?" Ayat uncrossed her arms and asked, then light smacked her forehead

His attitude was the thing which she hates most in the world, otherwise he wasn't really that bad, but she was Ayat Khan, she won't let him talk stupidity of her

(And what speciality you have that I'll marry you? Oh!.. now I understand... You know very well only uncle and aunty can get you a girl for marriage, that's why you agreed instantly.)

"Haina?" Hanan tighten his lips to form a smile

(Right!)

"Insaan ko koi itna bhi ghamand nahi karna chahiye apni khayali khoobsurati pe." And moment later his smile was turned off, as he mumbled

(Person should not fluant that much on their imaginary beauty.)

"Ab Hai toh Hai ghamand," Ayat shrugged her shoulder

(What can I do?)

"Par zameen pe raho, Shaadi toh mujhse hi hogi tumhari." Hanan waved his hand in front of her

(But, you will marry me,)

"Bade hi koi.... Apko ek baat samajh mein nahi aya ki hum apse Shaadi nahi karenge." Ayat opened her mouth to insult him. But, no saint word can in her mind and she decided to drop the idea and changed her words

(Such a.... Let me tell you one thing that I won't marry you.)

"Yeh baat.. tum Ghar walo ko kaise samjhaogi?" Hanan's smile wiped off her confidence

Why she is throwing tantrums? Can't she understand a simple thing that they are getting married and there is no problem in it

(Why don't you tell this to our family?)

"Woh humara masla Hai, lekin hum apse Shaadi nahi karenge." Hanan's heart would have sanked down. But, when did he took her words seriously? She is childish, she doesn't think before speaking up.

Her words really doesn't have any impact

(That's my problem. But I won't marry you.)

"Aur aap kaise maan Gaye iss nikkah ke liye?" When Hanan didn't said anything, Ayat asked as she again looked at him

(And how did you agreed for this marriage?)

"Na maan ki wajah?" Smilingly, he asked

(Why wouldn't I?)

"Kyu? Apki Shyra nahi thi Kya nikkah ke liye?"

(Why? Shyra isn't the option for marriage?)

"Shyra... Cousin Hai Meri.... Aur tum...." Hanan left his words in middle while the smile on his face got huge

(Shyra... Is my cousin... And you...)

"Tum Kya?" Ayat asked when didn't got proper reply from him

(You what?)

"Mujhe iss nikkah se koi problem nahi." Looking at other side, Hanan said

(I don't have any problem with this marriage.)

"Hume Hai, aur hum apse nikkah nahi karenge."

(But I have problem, I won't marry you.)

≤≥≤≥≤≥

Hanan bhaiyya Ayat se nikkah Karna chahte Hain

Hanan bhaiyya Ayat ko satate bhi Hain

Aisa kaise chalega bhaiyya?

Okay! On the serious note, in last chapter I asked if the story is running slow, most of you said no

And some of you who said yes... I have message for you

Seh lijiye Thora (tolerate a little)

Thank you 💕

-Ufaq