tujhe apna bana lun,

tujhe tujhse chura lun,

tujhe khud mein chhupa lun sahiba

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Coming out of the ensuite, clad in a white shalwar kameez, Haya Yazan Ahmed Alif was a sight to absolutely adore, bare face and wet hair with plump cherry red lips, crimson hue clad cheeks!

that was her.

He, who had his mouth slightly agape after seeing his little enchantress was shocked as well

Blooming lily? That was how he would describe her in his poetry, and at the moment he just wanted to cuddle her to his chest, murmuring sweet nothings into her ear until her face grimaces with a soft look and he finds her asleep in the cocoon of his arms

According to him she just looked like a character who, he, the servant , had been given the duty to take care of.

He saw as she came and stood there a few steps away from him awkwardly

Coming out of his he cleared his throat and then looked at the bed and said

"tum left side ko so jao main right ko so jaunga or beech mein pillows laga lenge?"

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She couldn't fathom words and hence just nodded her head

That night two soulmates were beside each other, just unaware and frightened due to the circumstances which had made them distant

the intimacy of poetry was how the scene was.

However, as the morning came, the two were wrapped up in each other's embrace, finding solace which was missing from years

Yazan had his head rested on his wife's bosom in which he snuggled occasionally thinking of it as a pillow

While Yazan's wife had her henna and bangles clad around her husband, one in his fluffy raven hair and the other on his back, tapping his back every now and then whenever he coughed, unknowingly

Haya was the first one to wake up and found her legs tangled with her husband's and hands around him and was all crimson finding where his head was resting

After a lot of trying-not-to-make-him-wake-up-and-get-up

She was finally successful and after getting ready was out of the room not after setting am alarm of 6:30 for him

She maybe his wife of one day but knew about his schedule more than anyone, every single thing

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Yazan had woken up with his usual i-dont-wear-shirts-at-night, no pillows and head on Haya's side of bed, with furrowed eyebrows he got ready and hopped down stairs skipping to the dining table where a number of dishes were served

"Good morning everybod-" his sentence was stopped in between when he saw his coffee cup was not there..and that all it took for him to take the house on his head

"CHACHIIIIIIIIIII" listening to his shrill girly dramatic scream Gul came out and saw Yazan there with his hands on his mouth

He maybe the rude and cold CEO for the world but he was an absolute sweetheart and drama queen when it came to his family and their smiles

"Haya bana rahi hai tumhari coffee Yazan wait karo" Gul said and sat down

Yazan's brows again furrowed and he sprinted towards the kitchen where his wife was making the froth for his coffee

"Ye tum..behal hi itni mehnat kar rahi ho achhi bahu banne ki? Paisa chahiye to kaho na aise ye mulazimon wale kaam karke kya fayda" his menacing tone wasn't unheard and if it was to be said that it didn't hurt, it did hurt her

He thought of her as a gold digger and she was equally disappointed

When she did not say anything, he moved towards her cheek and her breath hitched, placing a bitterly sweet kiss there, he moved out

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"Mustafa we haven't got any information about the murders as of now, have we?"

"No sir, not until now and I think it's not necessary that the Sultan's only must have done it, there can be any other people too"

"And what do you mean by that?"

"Sir, don't get offended but as we know many people are after your money and fame, some might also go to any end to get it and kill you even if it means killing others, and I think it's someone from the house or close to you only"

"Hmm..I agree but who can it be?"

Just then a clash of breaking glass was heard and both of them gave each other a look running out of the room where they a figure clad in brown running towards the exit

"Haya?"

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Always repeat- I'm beautiful and cute and no one can tell me otherwise!

Love yourself,

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Any BTS army's here?

Happy Journey!

Yours sincerely,

Eve