Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

There is no one more beautiful than this man,

Who knows how to keep love pure...

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~Replay~

Holding my both hand in his, he kept looking down at them than he look at me.

"Farah, I am sorry for all this but this is the real me. I am like this from the start. I'll try to calm myself for you as much as possible but until than you have to endure me at my worst." He said in a convincing tone.

'I am sorry too Shahzaib but I can't endure you, I can't such behavior of yours. What if someday you'll do this to me as well. I can't, I am sorry.' I said in my thoughts.

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Farah's POV :-

I didn't know what to say on his honest confession, So I just nodded. He planted a soft kiss on my forehead.

"I am going to get freshen up, until than you can offer your isha salah in the salah room. It is next to our room, the Golden door. And if you need anything than press the white button next to our bed, a maid will come to help you, okay?" He said with a smile.

Never did this man ever said that this is my house, my room, my things, he mentions it ours. Like we were living together for years, I mean in the starting everyone needs this adjustment in life but he here is like he already adjust everything. But one question that is still budging in my mind, I want to ask him.

"Shahzaib, can I ask you one thing?" I asked not confidently, he nodded with a smile.

"Who are these 86 girls? I mean like are they got hurt or what? Or is it part of your mafia business? I mean like.."

"Human trafficking." He completed my sentence with a stoic face, nervousness coated me in the form of goosebumps that popped because of the angry, cold expression on his face.

"Shahzaib...I.."

"You don't need to," He cut me again with the same face.

"You don't need to interfere in such things, I am here take care of it. I told you when the right time comes, I'll tell you everything." He said, no like commanded, the thing I don't like the most.

"I can wait for the right time but let me tell you as well I don't like commands and all." I said getting all my courage together.

I won't let him control me! The first thing on my mind.

His expression changed into a smile, like really?

"I know wifey, don't worry I won't command. You are not my slave or anything that I would command on." He said caressing my cheek with his hand.

"Now are you mad on me?" He asked.

"No, why would I be? You should now get freshen up." I said to him, he nodded and left.

I am not regular at my Salah but I can try it now, right? Cause now I don't have anything to do. Yeah, that would be better. I walked out of the room and turn to left. I walked a little further and saw the Golden door. I opened, and yes as expected mashallah. The first thing that your eyes caught will be the qibla that is 3D designed with the name of Allah on top of it with beautiful glass as background which has flowers printed with golden color and lights illuminating from the corner. The walls are light gray and parted white down. To the left wall there are two show pieces of white color and designed like code scanner are attached to the wall. The right wall has 3 levels cupboard which has different ornaments or showpieces kept, the last level has six Quran kept in it. Than 3 prayer mats are placed on the floor, all have same velvet designs. The ceiling is beautiful with small lights around 8 of them and small rectangular shaped mirror attached in the center with diamond patterns and two lights attached to it.To my right there's a off white curtain as well, I slide it to find a very small bathroom. There is no toilet, just a mirror and a washbasin. Maybe its for wudu (ablution).

There is a kind of ruhaniyat (spirituality) can be felt in this room.

Its like small masjid in your house.

I can't believe a man like him can pray as well with so much effort.

I went in the bathroom and did my wudu (ablution), than came and started offering my salah.

I completed my salah when Shahzaib came in wearing a simple black t-shirt which has half sleeves and same black joggers. His face, hands and hairs are quite wet, maybe he did wudu already. He than wrapped his white handkerchief chief on his head and looked at me as I stood up.

"You completed?" He asked as I removed my dupatta from my head.

"Yes." I said shortly.

"Do you pray regularly 5 times?" He asked, my cheeks burned in embarrassment.

I never prayed 5 times regular and as a Muslim it actually is something you should ashamed of.

"Umm..No, I don't pray regular but sometimes. W-why do you ask?" I said trying to hide my nervousness.

"Cause I want my wife to pray 5 times regularly, No excuses in way to Allah. Besides it will be really beautiful when we both will pray together, so from tomorrow onwards we will pray together, okay?" He said smilingly.

'No, I won't pray with you. I know praying with your husband is the beautiful thing we can ever experience but I don't love you, I want to pray with azam. Allah, I am sorry but I promise me and azam will pray together with much efforts and love.' I thought.

"Where did you doze off now, say something?" He asked.

"Shahzaib, I'll pray whenever I feel like praying and Inshallah someday I'll become regular as well but please don't force me." I said, his face fell the beautiful smile is now gone.

All because of me, but you choose this for your self. I was never and will never be your wife.

"I guess it is my work to let my wife come on right path but I won't force, I'll ask the almighty to make you regular in your salahs and fall for me as well." He said with a reassuring smile.

I never knew that he is that regular in praying and all. I thought he being mafia never knew a bit about islam or its practices. But he kept shocking me.

"I'll try." I said and left the room.

I came in my room and sat on bed, taking out my phone I scroll through social medias, than after half an hour later he came in.

"Let's eat dinner." He said, I nodded and stood up.

We took the lift, yes a cool looking glass lift is also attached in this oh so magnificent! House as the stairs are too tiring. Than we went in the dining room where everyone is present.

"Aao bacche, kitni der lagadi. (Come children, you took very long.)" Raees uncle said.

"Sorry uncle, we just completed our salah." Shahzaib said.

Where should I start from to describe this beautiful room? I guess Shahzaib is a fan of Italian furniture. There are total 12 seats of offwhite color, 5 opposite of each other and two at the end of the table. The rectangular edge curve table is decorated with a beautiful flower vase which has different colors of roses,two candles stands are also kept at the ends of the table than plates, classic glasses and napkins. There's also a maroon carpet laid down. At the very last there's a window which has golden curtains. Two classic and heavy chandelier were hanging on the beautiful fall ceiling. Than there's also three mirrors of different design attached on the front wall.

"Farah sit here." Shahzaib said while pulling out the chair at the window side.

He sat on the last seat while I sat next to him. Varieties of dishes kept in front of us. I don't know what to take, so I look towards Shahzaib, a maid is serving him. After she was done, he placed his plate in front of me and took my empty plate to him. I look at him to see his big knowing smile.

How will I be able to pay you back for all this?

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After we ate, Shahzaib went in his room. I thought to take tour of the house. So firstly I went in the kitchen.

It is made of four colors approximately that is sky blue, gold, offwhite and white. The combination is well done. The furniture is modern italian look. The ceiling has a small chandelier with lots of blue diamonds lights hanging here and there. There are three entrance of the kitchen. Three kitchen platforms, the first one has counter of curve shaped with a sink to wash the dishes. Than the center counter has many cabinets with the a washbasin as well. Than the last one attached to the wall has modern automatic gas with a chimney on its top and six cabinets of three each sides. Six cabinets attached downwards as well. And to the left of it, there attached three ovens and two cabinets on top which has all those tools and utensils of this oven. Than in front of the kitchen a big glass is placed from which you can see the greenery.

"Do you need anything ma'am?" One of the maid came and asked.

"No, I was just taking tour of this house." I said politely.

"If you want, I can guide you through the house. By the way I am yolanda." She said bowing a little.

"Nice to meet you yolanda, my name is farah khan and thank you but I want to explore the house alone." I tried as much as polite I can be.

"As you wish ma'am." She said and left.

I walked out of the kitchen and went to the other side of the hall which has a small sitting area with a square fire place to warm the room. There is a long sofa with three other small seats. The back door is to the left and also a staircase which goes to the third floor. The hall is fully furnished with Italian look. There's also a balcony which is on second floor.

This place is really beautiful. I decided to went on third floor which is totally opposite of last two floors. It has a big grand hall with so many pillars and white beautiful chandeliers. The curved windows which has blue edges. There's long dining table placed in front of the windows horizontally. Than there's a white sofa where I saw firoz sleeping without a shirt, he just in his long boxers. Allah! How can he sleep here like this?

I walk up to him and tried to wake him up. But he was muttering something in his sleep, I sat down on my knees and tried to listen.

"Shahno..you are..really...Beautiful. I.." I was shocked to hear that.

How can he see my sister in his damn dream like that. What actually is happening in his dream? Allah please keep my sister away from this people. I don't want her to come here in this luxurious yet no comfort life.

"FIROZ! FIROZ! WAKE UP!" I shouted as he jumped when I thrown a cushion on his face.

He rubbed his eyes and look at me but I didn't look at him. He wasn't even wearing a shirt.

"What happened *Yawn* Bhabhi?" He asked while yawning.

"Go sleep in your room and wear some shirt or you'll catch a cold." I said not looking at him.

"Okay~ bhabhi, but why are you here?" He asked still yawning.

"I was just taking house tour, but what is this place?" I asked him.

"This is our grand hall, every event or party is held here. I am sorry I would have helped you with the tour but I am kind of tired, so I'll see you tomorrow. Good night." He said while waving his hand and left.

"Tsk, I don't need anyone's help." I said but he was already gone.

Than my eyes caught the beautiful sight, the Grand piano. One piano which is of white color is down in the hall as well. But this is is cool. It was placed in the center of the last conner with a beautiful chandelier hanging on the top of it. The ceiling is deep up with windows which shows beautiful greenery.

I went and sat on the stool that is kept with piano. As I open it, my fingers itches to touch it but than I am afraid what if it get broke or something, so I stood up and went on the second floor. Which has really long hall and too many rooms, although there are also rooms on the first floor. There's also a out house where all the maids and workers live. There's pool and outting area with beautiful sofa seats outside.

I didn't open the rooms because maybe raees uncle or any member of his family could be there. But I went to the door which is attached to the right side of Shahzaib's room, I opened it and shows a office. May be its his office. Its quite good and warm with so many show pieces kept in the cupboards. When I enter first thing I saw is black leather sofa which is in front of a window than a small table. Than I went further to see a lot of books and showpieces between was placed perfectly on the small cupboards attached to the wall. To my left there's a long window with a small brown leather seat. Than his desk which is made of polished wood and a glass placed on top with computer, a telephone and nothing else. Than his brown leather big seat in front of the desk. There's also a printer on the table behind the desk.

This man is an Italian lover!

I smile at the thought and leaved the office and walked in his room. To see him already fall asleep, he is really tired. I laid down on the bed, It 11 pm right now.

Ya Allah! Why can't I sleep? I am really tired, I want to sleep. I look at Shahzaib, he is sleeping peacefully but my sleep? It's far away. I want to go home, this house is really beautiful, big, and comfortable but I guess comfort doesn't come with sleep.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

I took my phone, shahno! A smile formed on my lips. I look at Shahzaib still sleeping, than I look at the time.

11:53 pm

I walked out of the room and went in the small hall down stairs. I sat on the big sofa. I called her back.

Ring! Rin-

She picked up in second ring.

"Assalamu alaikum farah, why aren't you answering my call?" She asked a little loudly.

"Walaikum assalam, sorry shahno Shahzaib is sleeping as he is really tired that's why I didn't want to disturb him. So I came downstairs." I said.

"Oh~ that's the thing well how i-"

"Shahnoor! Beta pakodiya le aao. (kid bring the pakodas (An indian snack))" I heard ammi calling her from behind.

"Ji Aunty! Abhi lai! (Ok aunty, I'll bring!)" She answered.

"Farah, can you hold for a minute?" She asked me.

"Okay." I said.

Are they eating pakodiya at this time? I mean like its 4:30 am in India cause its 4 hours and 30 minutes ahead of Dublin, Ireland.

I heard the sounds of dishes shuffling, than I heard shahnoor talking to someone,

"Did you call farah?" Someone asked shahno, it's a familiar voice.

"Yes sabah, I called and she is on hold, now do this fast so I can talk to her." I heard shahno saying, So its sabah.

Than I heard lots of voices and laughs.

"Shahno, is chai (tea) ready?" This time I recognize the voice, its my mamu (Maternal uncle) Ibrahim's voice.

"No mamu, its almost done, I'll bring it than." She replied to him.

Than again I heard many ladies voice and laughs. What is happening? Is everyone present together there?

"Ah hello, sorry farah I took long." Shahno finally came on call.

"No, it's okay but what's happening there? I heard so many voices and laughs of people." I asked her.

"Yes, everyone like everyone is present here. All the mens sat outside while we women's are sitting in the hall." She replied, happiness can be felt in her voice.

"But why is everyone present there?" I asked.

"They said we will leave in some days so why not make it memorable, that's why everyone is here and you know Dadi and other were telling old stories which are super interesting.We are enjoying so much farah, I wish you would be here." She said.

My heart felt heavy, while tears blurred my vision.

"Farah, you know sabah, your and mine mamis (maternal aunt) made pakodas and tea. Seriously I am going to miss this." She said with joy.

"That's a good thing." I said with a heavy heart.