My makeup was done by a beautician and now I was changing into the dress which Zain bought for me. This dress was so heavy for me to carry but it was so beautiful.

I was trying to zip the dress but it got stuck. I tried but all in vain. I gave up and looked at the close door of washroom.

I opened the door with hesitation and called Zain. “Zain?” “Yes!” In a second he appeared in front of me. “Can you, uh, can you, help me with my zip?” I asked and turned around slowly.

His fingers brushed my back softly which made the hair of my neck straight and I felt goosebumps. My breath hitched when he moved my hairs and painfully slowly zipped.

Once he was done, he turned me around. “You look beautiful like a breathtaking angel, dear.” I blushed and looked at his slightly loose tie. “You, too, look more handsome.” I said as I fix his tie and closed the buttons of his coat.

It was getting hard for me to keep my eyes to myself. He held out his arm for me. I gladly put my hand on his arm and followed him.

There was so many people from press tried to reach our car. I held Zain’s hand tightly. He squeezed my hand and gave me smile. “Don't worry. Just take a deep breath and forget about everyone except me,” He said with a wink which made me smile and blush.

He climbed out first and came to my side, opened the door and put his hand forward for me. I put my hand in his and also climbed out with a smile.

There was white flashing everywhere as people from press took our pictures. As we passed by them they were throwing questions.

“Mr. Zain? Who is this lady?”

“Mr. Zain? Is she your fiance?”

“Mr. Zain? Is she your girlfriend or what?”

“What do think who will win best businessman award this year?”

“Will you get the best businessman award or not?”

“Please tell us about your relations with this miss? Mr. Zain?”

There were questions and Zain didn't answer any of their questions. We both kept walking on the red carpet with hands in hands and a smile on our face.

We both stopped when a man came towards us and hugged Zain. They both hugged each other and greeted each other. “What a surprise! I didn't knew your are also coming to attend it,” Zain said with a friendly smile.

“Actually, this year I am host of this awards. I will entertain you all,” His friend said and shifted his eyes on me, “Who is she? Your fiance?”

Zain looked at me with a breathtaking smile and said, “Yes! You can say that. She is Sania, my love and my life. Sania, he is Kashif, my college friend.” Butterflies danced in my stomach when he called me his love and his life.

I understood why he didn't call me his wife in front of his friend because no one knew our relationship except his sister and Dr. Simi.

“Nice to meet a beautiful angel who finally caught the eye our Zain,” Kashif said with a bow which made me blush and giggle. “Nice to meet you, too.”

“Both of you mind if I request for few pictures?” Kashif asked. Zain looked down at me and smiled, “OK!” We both stood together and Zain put his hand on my back. There was a photographer with Kashif who took our photos.

“Soon-to-be bhabhi! Please look at Zain and Zain look down at your soon-to-be wife!” Kashif said with a smirk. I looked up at Zain with a shy smile and he looked down at me with a big smile.

“You both look best and cute couple together!” Kashif complemented. Then both of us entered in the big hall. There were so many rich people and everything about them yelling luxury.

Zain talked with few people here and there. We both sat on our respective seats where few people were also seated. Zain was busy talking with them while I was just looking down at my painted nails and listened their conversations.

Few minutes later, the function started with few speeches and performances. “Are you enjoying?” He whispered in my ear. I nodded my head and looked at him with a smile.

The announcements started and in the end finally came the moment which everyone was waiting for.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Now we are going to announce the the best businessman of this year. Are you ready? Everyone?”

Everyone applauded. The man who was going to handover the award to the winner opened the envelope and looked surprise.

“Wow! Please ladies and gentlemen hold your breath because I am going to announce not only one best businessman of this year but two. Yes! This year two men going to take this title.”

He paused for a minute and looked at everyone’s face.

“Please welcome Mr. Zain Murat and Mr. Arash Ali to the stage!”

Everyone stood on their seats, clapped and cheered loudly. The whole hallway was echoing with the loud applauds. I also stood on my seat and proudly clapped for Zain.

After receiving the award he got busy with people who was coming to congrats him. I stood at the little distance and smiled at him proudly.

My eyes shifted on Arash Ali who was also busy with people. I went near him and congrats him. He didn't smile for once in the whole time and till now. He just nodded at me and said, “You, too. Your fiance also got this title.”

I looked at Zain and smiled. “Thank you!” I thanked him. “Sir, car is ready!” A man came and said in low voice in Arash ear. Arash looked at me and said, “I gotta go but we will meet again.”

With this he went away leaving me confuse. A hand placed on my back which made me startled. I turned around and saw Zain. “Congrats!” He smiled down at me and kissed my forehead.

•••

After changing clothes now we were going back to Pakistan. I rubbed my thumbs together in nervous but Zain held my hands. “Everything will be fine. Don't be nervous or scared.” I nodded my head and leaned my head on his shoulder.

When we reached Pakistan he told the driver to take us to his parents house. He also contacted with D.S.P and informed them about the abusers in my village.

He knocked on the door as we both stood in the porch. The door opened. “Welcome!” Mirha yelled in excitement and pulled us in hug.

We entered in the house and went in the living hall where his parents were sitting. We both met his parents and Zain looked at me.

“What happened?” His mother asked. “Mom and dad. We have something to tell you,” Zain started. “Promise us. You both will listen and understand us.”

His parents looked at each other then nodded their head. Zain looked at me and grabbed my hand. “Mom and Dad. I and Sania. Well, Sania is my wife.” His parents looked at us in shocked and disbelief. Zain narrated our whole journey till now in front of his parents. After he ended we all sat in silence waiting for them to say something.