Haadi's POV

After five complete calls, finally she picked up at sixth one..

"Kaha ho yaar arisha tum? " I asked with concern

"Ya Allah khair.. Kya ho gaya? " She was sounding chill.

"Hona kya hai yaar.. Ho kaha tum? "

"Mai? Mai saloon mein.. "

"What? "

"Haan.. Hair spa karwa rahi hu.. Aap bataen kya hua? "

"My love.. Aapko andaza hona chaiye ki aapke ghar pe aapko sab dhund rahe hai.. And bewajah mujh masoom pe shak kar rahe hai"

I heard her chuckling..

"Accha? Toh Mr masoom.. Mai toh bata ke aai thi ammi ko.. Wese aap kaha hai? "

"Mai filhaal ghar pe.. Accha suno.. Mai aa raha hu, tumhe ghar drop kr dunga"

"Arey nahi nahi.. Koi zarurat nahi hai.. Mai chali jaungi.. "

"Arey but i want to see you yaar.. "

"Haadi.. Kal mil rahe hai na hum.. Kya aap bhi.. "

"Accha fine.. Tum ghar phch ke mujhe batao.. I was so worried yaar.. Ek toh tum phone nahi pick karti ho"

"Arey wo mera phone.. "

"Haan i know.. As usual silent pe hoga.. Hania ki call aai thi mere paas.. Pareshan thi wo.. Tum fauran ghar jao.. "

"Accha baba.. Theek hai.. Bas mai nikal hi rahi hu.. Aur ye bataen arsam se baat hui.. Aaj aana tha use.. Kaha hai wo? "

"Haan baat hui h.. Uski flight cancel ho gai hai shayad.. Abhi kuch confirm nahi hai.. "

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(Next day)

Hania's POV-:

"Ya Allah.. Poora ghar mehmaano se bhara hai.. Aur dulhan ko yaha sone se nahi fursat hai.. " I said entering in the room and switching on the lights..

I then moved to open the curtains..

"Yaar haani.. Mat kar yaar... " Aru said irritated..

"Oh hello madam.. Sharafat se uth jaiye.. Apka nikah hai kal.. Bohot kaam pade hai.. Utho.. Zyada nawabi dikhane ki zarurat nahi hai.. "

"Yaar mujhe der ho gai thi sone mein raat ko.. Thodi der bas.. " She started giving excuses in half sleep.

"Aisa konsa karnaama anjaam de rahi thi tum raat mein... Do din sabr nahi ho raha tum logo se... Ye itni baatein laate kaha se ho yaar" I asked while cleaning the room..

"Arey kuch important tha.. "

"Haan pata hai.. Ye 6 saal mein sab important baatein hi toh ki hai tum dono ne.. "

" 6 nahi.. Teen.. "

"Arey teen toh official wale hai.. Unofficial bhi toh tha.. "

"Accha.. Jaise tumhara aur arsam ka hai.. Hai na.. "

"Arsam... Abhi us gadhe ki baat kaha se aa gai.. "

"Wese mai kya soch rahi thi.. Baba se baat krke tum dono ka bhi official karwa hi dun"

"Kya bakwas hai yaar.. Mai uski shakal na dekhu.. "

"Haan wese dekh toh nhi paogi kyunki wo nahi aa raha nikah pe.. "

She said still eyes closed.

"Kya matlab nahi arha? You mean, arsam nahi arha hai" It was hard to believe.

"Hmm"

"Impossible.. Wo banda mar bhi raha hoga na, phir bhi aega tumhare nikah pe"

I was so sure.

"But uski flight cancel ho gai h.. Wo kl London mein hi tha"

"Wo aega.. " I told

I dont know why.. But i just knew.

"Ajeeb hai yaar.. Tumhara bhi.. Wese aa jae toh accha hai.. Warna uski khair nahi hai.. "

She said doing her hair in A bun.

And her phone rang..

"Ya Allah not again.. It must be haadi bhai.. " I rolled my eyes and she chuckled.

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Arisha's POV

This is it? It is finally happening.. I am gonna marry the man i madly love.. The man who is always there for me no matter what the situation is.. I cant believe that my one decision of leaving my home and city for studies will take me to the person with whom I am gonna spend rest of my life. Less than twenty four hours left and I am here getting nervous with every passing second..

Delhi has given me everything..Not only my career but A caring best friend like arsam.. Who is also gonna be my brother in law..

A beautiful soul shiza, uncle and aunty are a blessing and my one and only.. Haadi..who loves me unconditionally.. His love for me only increase with every passing day.. And I could see it..

I am so blessed to have all of them with me. Just a day and he will be officially mine.

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