Once again Hussein Hosseini had gone all out for the Walima.The very same caterers and decorators had been called and one could easily say that it was recap of Hisham's reception but just without the pink.

Yasir had not let gone of his wife's hand from the very moment she had been brought to him.

He held her hand tightly and from time to time he would graze her wrist with his thumb.

"Yasir please stop," said Yumnah a bit breathlessly.Just his mere touch left tingles all over her skin, a new kind of feeling all together.

"Stop doing what?"

"Yasir..."

"Stop doing this?" he asked,as he grazed his thumb over her wrist once again.

"Yasir seriously people are looking."

"I dont see anyone looking at us,"he replied enjoying every single second of her discomfort.

"Wallahi look, Mrs.Aziz is staring directly at our entwined hands."

"Really now?But i can't see her Yumnah and if she really is looking at us then lets give her a show, bring your cheek closer habibty and let me give you a kiss."

"Yasir," she hissed and immediately Yasir let go of her hand but Yumnah did not miss how her husband was shaking with laughter.

What a tease!

And the way she had thought that she had him all figured out.

But that was not true,there were many layers to the young Hosseini and Yumnah had her entire life left ahead of her to unravel him.

*****

Hisham amusedly watched his little brother from his table.He could clearly see how Yasir was teasing Yumnah and he shook his head in disbelief.

Yasir could really be childish at times or rather all the time.He had grown up with him so he knew better.

"Zulekha do you want to go congratulate the new couple?" he asked his wife who was busy rubbing her non existent nails on a file.

"No!"

"Okay then il be right back," he said afterwhich he made his way to his brother and his newly wed wife.

"Mabrook you two," he said loudly.

"JazakAllah Akhi, Yumnah you know my Akhi right?" asked Yasir.

"Of course i do," she said as she gave Hisham a polite nod and a smile.

How could she not know him?She very well knew how much the two brothers loved each other and their bond was truly inspiring.It was the type of bond she wanted her children to share with each other one day, In Sha Allah.

"Yo Yumnah," said Hisham as soon as he saw Yasir turn to talk to one of their father's friends.

Yumnah turned to look at him with a goofy expression.

"Yo?Hisham?"

Hisham hid back his smile upon hearing her reply.

"Please dont hurt my brother,ever."

Yumnah was not all surpised when Hisham said that to her.She had kind of expected it.She had always seen how much Hisham cared for his brother and it only but normal for him to tell her that.

"Don't worry Hisham, he is now in good hands.I will never do anything to hurt him."

"JazakAllah," he replied smiling.

"But i have a question."

"What?" asked Hisham confusedly.

"What if Yasir hurts me? Whom do i go to around here?" she asked as she looked all around pretending to look for someone.

Hisham let out a laugh.

He said as he pointed towards himself.

"Noted," said Yumnah,giving him a thumbs up.

Hisham laughed, shaking his head.

Maybe, just maybe, she wasn't bad after all.

***

"What were you and Yumnah talking about?" asked Zulekha as soon as he sat down back at the table.

"Nothing."

"The way you two were laughing, it didn't look like nothing to me."

"Zulekha please.I had asked if you wanted to come with me but you refused.What i did over there should now not be any of your concern," he said.Wallahi this woman always gave him a headache.

"Dont forget you are still her non mahram Hisham.If Yasir can't see that does not mean that i can't as well."

"Stop blowing things out of proportion Zulekha.Fine, i told her to take care of Yasir.Happy now?

"No,the way you two were smiling at each other,i doubt that was what you talked about.I hate that woman already."

"Suit yourself," said Hisham as he picked up his plate and joined his friends at another table.

Leave it to his wife to always ruin his mood.

But he still held on because deep down he loved her.

But for how much longer?

***********

Alot of chatter and giggling could be heard from one section of the garden because that was were the girl's from Yumnah's Quran class were.

"Can't believe both the Hosseini brothers are now taken," said Husna twirling the threads at the end of her hijab.

"They still have a cousin.I heard he is very handsome and he is religious as well," Fatima replied.

"But he is not a Hosseini, is he?"

"Does he have to be a Hosseini?" asked Asiya. She had recently moved to Canada and was new in Ustadha's Quran class as well.

"Seriously Asiya? Haven't you heard of the Hosseini's up till now? They are one the richest families in the country. Girls could kill for Hisham Hosseini when he was a bachelor," said Yusra.

"But i still dont understand why he got married to Zulekha.They dont even match and she is so mean unlike him."

"Its all about looks sister.She is so pretty like seriously look at her, she looks like a model. Boys from rich families always want pretty girls beside them.Its all for the show, trust me ," Madiha added.

Asiya turned to catch a glimpse of Zulekha and immediately felt like throwing up.

"No offence but i dont find anything pretty about her, her face is caked with makeup, that is why she looks so flawless and beautiful," she said giving Zulekha a second glance.

"That is what men here like Asiya.They like their women all dolled up, you shoud also start putting on a little makeup.You cant be plain old Asiya all the time," said Yusra.

"But Yumnah also doesnt apply makeup and look she is happily married now.Yasir seems to adore her so much MashAllah."

"Her husband is blind Asiya."

No, it couldn't be.Were superficial looks really that important to men?If that was true then she would never get married.She knew that one should adorn herself for her husband but she believed that it was not through caking yourself with layers of powder.

Was there makeup at the time of the Sahabas?Even if there was she was sure that none of the women during their time over did it and werent they all happy with their marriages?In fact their marriages were way more succesful than the ones today.

"Excuse me," she said as she picked up her glass of water from the table and left.She needed some air to clear off her thoughts.Their conversation had been extremeley depressing.

She made her way into the mansion only to bump into a handsome guy at the doorway.She looked up and was immediately drawn by his dark blue eyes.His held sadness and for a second it looked like he was longing for something or was it someone?He was absolutely breathtaking all in all.

She quickly cleared her throat and missed how the man lowered his gaze immediately.Breathtaking my foot.Didnt all these guys care for superficial looks?Well she felt sorry for him.Anger surged through and in a split second she emptied her glass of water all over him and left.

Poor Khaleel's mouth hung open as he felt the ice cold water soak his shirt.

What was that for?

And that too over his brand new shirt.

What a crazy woman and who even invited such people to Walima's?

He knew one thing for sure, that he never wanted to see her again.

But then again,

*******

"Is Mrs.Aziz still looking at you?"

"No!"

"Great then that means i can hold your hand again?" he asked smiling.

"No Yasir."

"Wow, its not even been a day and you are already being mean to me."

"Ya Allah Yasir,i cant give you my hand because..."

"Because?" he asked smiling.He knew very well why she didnt want to.What did she think?That he was not feeling the same way?She had the very same effect on him just the same way he had on her.

"Nothing now shush, my friend Saadia is coming up the stage."

"MashAllah Yumnah, you and Yasir look great together," said Saadia as she hugged her friend.

"JazakAllah dear, and thank you for everything.In Sha Allah you are next in line now."

"In Sha Allah, just pray for me Yumnah," said Saadia as her eyes drifted to a very pissed Khaleel who was also coming up the stage at the same time trying to dry his wet shirt.

Yumnah followed her friend's eyes until they settled on Khaleel.Wait,did she like him?Did she know him from before?

"Whoa whoa whoa, raining on your side of the garden is it?" asked Hisham.

"Dont even ask bro."

Yumnah watched as Saadia quickly dug into her handbag and pulled out a few tissues which she handed to Khaleel.But he was too pissed to even thank her or rather his eyes were busy scanning the crowd for a certain someone.

"Yasir, its time we drop you guys off at the hotel.Its getting late," said Hisham.

"Of course Akhi."

"Yumnah are you ready to go?" he asked as he held out his hand for her.

Immediately he felt her delicate soft hand entwine his and he smiled.

"Ready whenever you are,Yasir."

*****

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Just to clarify, i have nothing against makeup but personally i think us ladies overdo it at times :)

TOO MANY THINGS HAPPENING IN ONE CHAPTER.

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