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"BHABHIIIIII", Fakhir's shrill echoed in the already crowded mansion.

It was his special day, people.

"YES?" Zarnish yelled back from her wardrobe, she was stuck in between the debris of her dresses where she failed to find her blouse.

"My black blazer Bhabhi", his loud voice pierced through the walls and made way to Zarnish. She heaved a sigh.

She fought with the dresses in her hands and dumped them on the floor, frustratingly she emerged out of the dressing room to find Mohaib dropping his blazer on his shoulder appreciating his appearance in the mirror. She rolled her eyes and walked past him with slumped shoulders.

"Where are you going? Still not ready?" He turned around and asked while running his long fingers through his hair.

"Ohh really, should I be ready when I'm so annoyed and frustrated", she scowled back at him.

He raised his brows.

"Ohh baby what happened?" He motioned in her direction and asked her in the most innocent tone.

"Ohh none of your concern honey", she battled her lashes acting like a cliché bitch making him smirked. She pushed him lightly and rolled her eyes before barging out of the room.

"Tch tch baby", he mumbled before indulging himself in grooming up again.

"My black blazer Bhabhi, I can't find", Fakhir spoke nervously, her eyes simply widened on coming across the mess in his room, it was supposed to be decorated for incoming bride but here it's like a total disaster.

She tapped her head with her palm lightly when he passed her a sheepish grin.

All the roses were scattered on the floor like they had no worth, Zarnish spent 3 hours helping in decoration but her all hardwork went in vain.

"What is that?" She glared at him when he just scratched the back of his neck nervously.

"You destroyed it all", she whimpered mingled with anger but she tried her best to calm herself.

"Let's me see", she walked over to Fakhir's cupboard for the look of his blazer but failed at finding it.

"I hanged it here", she frustratingly tapped her head with index finger trying to take her mind where she put it last exactly but may be luck was not on her side today.

"Ohh wait?" It was Fakhir who interrupted her thoughts. She turned around to face him and saw him digging inside another cupboard from where he successfully fetched out his blazer.

"I put it here, I'm sorry I forgot", he passed a sheepish grin to her before dropping it on his shoulder. The fury blazed in her eyes.

Both Mohaib and Fakhir had made her a complete mess today with their works, they were even more conscious with their everything more than a girl.

"Sorry bhabhi, but you know na you're the best", he passed a toothy smile to already fuming Zarnish and almost ran out of the room to skip her wrath.

She frustratingly stomped her feet and called the maids to clean the mess along with the decorators to just decorate whatever they could do in the room.

She barged inside her room where Mohaib was still grooming himself up humming a tune along. She narrowed her eyes on her devilishly handsome husband. Her hand was wrapped on her chest and weight on one leg, she was tapping one of her foot and kept an intent gaze on Mohaib whose hands halted suddenly in mid tracks by her the blazing look in her eyes. He felt danger coming in his direction but what he had done, he was even unaware.

"Why are you grooming up sooo much?" Okay she sounded a little more jealous but her tone was portentous.

"Ahh... I.. me.. I... it's wedding day, come on Fakhir, my buddy is getting married I have to look best", he stuttered but soon overcame his nervousness. Okay big boss was nervous, can you all fu****g comprehend that our great Mafia boss was nervous, it's something rare to find.

"Ohh really, so don't you think there will be girls?" She crocked her brows keeping the same intent look on her face. He gulped his spit as she was looking like an angry cat with much longer claws, sharp enough to scratch out the eyeballs.

"Yeah but why do I care when I have you", he winked but the thickness in environment didn't fade.

"Then why are you getting ready so much?" she didn't even know what she was talking, she was just annoyed.

"For you my darling", he motioned in her direction and stood at mere distance from her.

"Ohhh wait, is my tigress jealous?" A smug look overcame his features when her eyes narrowed more.

"You're trying to make me jealous?" She clenched her fist, he saw that and gulped in the audible one.

"Well I like when you're jealous, I feel special, you know", he again smirked cursing himself mentally for welcoming his death without a break.

"Ohh really mister?" she tilted her head to side advancing in his direction with slow steps as if the predator comes to prey.

"Uhhh yeah", he wishpered back when her one hand wrapped around his collar and she pulled him to her leaving few inches in between their faces where their lips almost brushed.

"Then I'll kill each and every girl who lays eyes on you", she spoke in a dangerous husky tone and he smirked on her jealousy. He kissed the bridge of her nose when she smiled shyly.

"Go get ready babe", he caressed her cheek and she nodded, his presence supressed her anger and frustration. She was glad to have that man in her life.

She descended down the stairs fixing her Sari (a traditional Indian dress), a pair of icy blue orbs were fixed on her cascading figure. She was fighting with the edge of her dress looking adorable as hell for one man. His gaze was lingered on her figure when she lifted her eyes to look in his. A small smile played on her lips with blush reaching her cheeks. He advanced to her with so much love in his eyes for his lady.

"How am I looking?" Like every typical wife she asked her husband, by the look in his eyes she could easily tell how gorgeous her appearance was but she always feels great whenever he compliments her with fine adoring words.

"Babe", he winked and pressed his lips on her forehead enjoying the moment of her nearness.

"More than you?" She pouted and asked.

"Way more than me", he smiled on her cuteness and hold her hand.

"For you only but for me you're slaying the night, man!" she punched his shoulder playfully and a loud laugh erupted in his throat.

"Okay lovebirds, now it's my time for some lovely moments so will you both please come along already?" Fakhir's head popped from the main door and they nodded with a smile before making way outside.

"Salam aunty", she hugged her aunt who was talking to Sehrish. Zarnish met with her in the past months and developed the old relation with her again. She then hugged Sehrish and they chatted a little until they were called to slip in the cars.

A spotlight and the slaying couple went hand in hand down the aisle with all the eyes on them, both had genuine smile on their faces and love in their heart for eachother. He put a hand around her waist while she wrapped one around his torso to give a pose to the photographer. It was such a lovely click even they could assure. She lifted her head and looked in his eyes, with interlocked pairs another picture was clicked. After a dozens of pictures they stepped down the pavement allowing the couple of the night to came.

Their nervous looking Fakhir came hand in hand with the wife, their nikkah held a while ago. They gave a prince and princess vibes in the air. The Prince in black tuxedo hugging tightly to his built torso and the Princess in white maxie covering half of the aisle. They looked spectacular. Totally royal. The lady, Aliza had her hand wrapped around Fakhir's arm and the couple walked down the with a big smiles on their well crafted faces, they were shining as the couple, another duo in the list of best couples.

They clicked some more pictures before taking their respective seats placed on the high perfectly decorated stage. People came and congratulated them on the beginning of their new lives while the first duo, okay everyone's favourite, Zarnish and Mohaib were welcoming the guests together.

Zarnish was checking her appearance in the mirror at the corner of the big hall when a hand snaked around her waist, her breath hitched for a while when his warm breath made contact with her bare neck, though there's a scarf wrapped securely around her head but he managed to reached her skin.

"What?" She fixed her dress and asked him.

"Let's go home", he put his chin on her shoulder from behind. She passed him 'are you serious look' through mirror. His smile turned into a sheepish grin.

"Let's go to the guests", she freed herself from his grip but he pinned her to the wall.

"A kiss can make me energetic", he mumbled before pressing his lips on her plump ones within a blink of an eye.

He hold the back of her neck with his one hand while with other he gently caressed her back pulling her more into him. She ran her fingers through his hair moaning twice in between the sensual kiss. She felt wet but she didn't break the trance. It gave her a pleasure. He bit her lower lip and she groaned before tearing apart from him. Her pants were loud while he inhaled gently feeling his heart going crazy. If it would be in his reach right now he would have crashed into the bed with her without wasting a nanosecond.

"Let's go", she mumbled hurriedly trying best to hide her blush and took long strides back to the gathering. He followed his lady shaking his head a little sideways letting the playful smile playing on his lips.

"Okay ladies and gentleman, how about the dance? It will be fun", Mobin screamed joyfully through mic making his lady blush.

Couples hit the dance floor, the couple of the night remained under the spotlight while other secreately danced in the neon lights. She felt a bit dizzy but she made herself steady, they kept looking in eachother's eyes feeling to drown when something churned in her tummy. A feeling for the contents to came out, the nausea feeling. She bit her lip keeping her head on his chest while he protectively wrapped her in his arms and they moved on the beats, her eyes were shut but the bad vibe intensified. She clutched his jacket to lift off her head from his chest, his eyes darted to her face.

"Hey you okay?" He mumbled taking her face in his hand but she backed off and ran to the washroom, he followed her.

"Zarnish", he yelled her name but she barged into the ladies restroom.

She let out the contents in her stomach, he stayed outside waiting for her, he could hear her vomit, what happened to her he couldn't conclude, he was panicking. Now he was in no mood to see her in any pain. After fighting himself for a while he stepped inside and saw her leaning against the washbasin. She was panting.

"Hey hey", he ran to her and swivelled her around, she was taking small steady breaths and he felt his palms sweaty.

"You okay?" He again took her face in his hands, she nodded a little in NO still feeling her heart and head heavy, she wondered the feeling.

"Okay let's go home", he said when the next sentence she uttered took him off guard.

"I want to eat something bitter like pickle or to taste lemon", she mumbled when he stared her back with some perplexed expressions trying to register her words.

"You're feeling dizzy still?" He asked her when she nodded in yes.

"Craving for bitter stuffs?" He furthur inquired and she hummed in yes.

"Feeling something in tummy?" He interrogated more when a smile crept up his lips. She eyed him with frowned brows before nodding her head in yes wondering the reason behind that playful smile. He bent down and placed his ear on her tummy when she backed off.

"What are you doing?" She asked in confused tone when his smile widened.

"Come", he hold her hand and made way out of the crowd.

"What happened to bhabhi?" Fakhir asked with worried tone.

"Something good I guess", Mohaib smirked.

"Well we will be back, you all enjoy the party", Mohaib tapped Fakhir's shoulders and dragged confused Zarnish along out of the hall.

"Where are we going?" She asked getting more and more suspicious by his bizzare behaviour but he didn't answered instead like a crazy man kept making her walk along to the car.

"Wait...", she stopped him in his tracks, he turned around to face her.

"Is that what I'm thinking?" She mumbled in low tone and he nodded his head with a genuine smile on his lips.

"Really?" She shrieked in excitement unable to believe her words.

"But first let's confirm it", he nodded and pecked her forehead before they slipped in the car.

She kept blabbering stuffs and he kept smiling on her cuteness and concern hoping their hopes to turn out true.

"Congratulations", doctor said and she jumped in joy hugging Mohaib tightly. He hugged her back and they both savoured the moment with adorable laughs plastered on their faces.

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