CHAPTER 37-WELCOME TO ISTANBUL~ Ayesha💕

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"Finally Bhabhi! Welcome to your istanbul susral!" I chuckled and hugged my sister in law, Mina who gushed after hugging the life out of me as soon as I stepped out of the car,

"Istanbul susral? Honestly couldn't come up with something else Mina?" Farhan intertwined after taking out our luggage from the car,

"No one was paying attention to you so kindly shut up," Mina fired sweetly and I chuckled as she stuck her tongue out at him,

"Relax now mina let them come in they must be tired after travelling, give them space come on," Baba said moving mina aside, I greeted him and he gave me a side hug after placing a fatherly kiss on top of my head,

"My daughter in law has come to her home for the first time let me greet her first," Mama said coming towards me and hugged me,

"How was the flight?" She asked after realising me from the hug,

"It was good mama" I reply, giving her a smile.

"And how is the wound on your cheek? is it fully healed now?" She asked referring to the gash on my cheek which I got during the mall incident almost a month ago,

"Yes mama it is, don't worry about it." I say assuring you.

"You guys are acting like only your Bahu came from Ankara, even your son is back show him some love too," Farhan exclaimed feigning disappointment,

"You smell that minu?" Baba jaan said suddenly drawing attention to him,

"Yes baba that's the smell of someone being extremely jealous," mina said giving a high five to baba jaan and laughing along with him,

"Stop now you both, don't trouble my son," mama tried to be stern but amusement was clear in her voice,

Mama went to Farhan and hugged him after kissing his cheek, to which mina let out an 'aww'

"You all didn't need to be up at this hour, it's past midnight we would've come, I have keys remember?" Farhan says after mama released him from the hug and he rested his arm on her shoulder,

"Yeah but what would've been the fun in that?" Baba says shrugging,

"Yeah no kick at all in that, and what's a life without kicks?" Mina said and baba nodded his head in agreement,

Mama shook her head, "Leave them, you both come inside the house, it's getting cold now come on let's go," mama said ushering me and Farhan towards the vast front doors of the house,

Farhan opened the doors and we both stepped in, as soon as I crossed the threshold my eyes roamed around the beautiful house in adoration, from the red carpet covering the marble flooring beneath my feet to the vast victorian style designed living room with beautiful matching maroon couches contrasting with the royal beige walls and a marble fireplace, in which the fire was burning already making the room warm, various showpieces and photo frames kept on top of the fireplace made it look more homey, behind the living room were two large staircases leading to the upper floor, the huge chandeliers hung on the roof gave the whole room a warm light, overall everything here looked homely.

"Welcome to our humble house bhabhi, did you liked it?" Mina asked cheerfully stepping infront of me,

"It's beautiful," I say earnestly, looking around.

"Isn't? Everything here is designed by your dear husband," Mina said pointing towards Farhan,

I raised my eyebrows impressed and faced Farhan, "Really?"

He shook his head and was about to say when Mina continued,

"I would've said this if he had actually done, your husband is good for nothing bhabhi," Mina said shaking her head in feign disappointment.

Farhan walked beside Mina and wounded his arm around her neck playfully and said,

"I am good for nothing eh? And what about you? What did your existence in this house gave ever huh?"

"Happiness," Mina squealed as Farhan started tickling her, I chuckled at them and turn towards mama and baba who were watching the scene with a glistening adoration and serene happiness in their eyes, as if they were waiting for this moment for a long time.

Sensing my gaze mama wiped the corner of her eyes and I gave her a warm smile,

"Leave them, I will show you your room, you must be tired, take rest and then meet your Bi jaan in the morning," she says holding my hand,

I was about to agree but my smile dropped as I heard the lady hitler name, of which I totally forgot that she was here after all,

"Bi jaan?" I squeaked surprised,

"Yes she was quite excited about seeing her Farhan's bride, she would've been up waiting for you both but I told her to sleep according to her schedule because of her health, she could meet you both in morning too," mama gushed happily while I stood there shock and didn't knew how to answer back, bi jaan waiting for me? She must've forgotten that it's me.

"Yes of course Sasu mom was very excited," baba muttered sarcastically, making me look at him helplessly.

Way to be a help baba jaan.

"Oh she was alright junaid," mama rolled her eyes at baba to which he shrugged and warned me through his eyes.

Thanks for the encouragement baba jaan, thanks.

Mama made Farhan and Mina break from their banter and directed Mina to go to her room and sleep, and ushered Farhan to take me to his room upstairs, he lead me to his room and I followed him quietly,

The room was quite spacious with king size bed in the middle with grey bed sheets spread on it, the walls painted in royal blue colour and white, a plush navy blue carpet on the floor, a huge LED TV hung on the wall opposite to the bed, two identical grey side tables were kept on each side of the bed, a small wooden study table was kept on the side which looked rather old, books and pen stand were arranged neatly on it, with an old fashioned study lamp, on the wall above the table was hung few flags of a football team, beside the table was a small wooden shelf which had few video games which looked like it belonged to someone in 2010, this room definitely didn't looked like it belongs to Farhan, it looked like it belonged to a boy.

A boy full of life.

"Was this your childhood room?" I asked him who was busy looking around room, as if reminiscing something, he turned towards me after hearing my voice and nodded his head,

"You figured it out well," he smiles looking at his study table.

"Of course it looks boyish," I say observing the flags,

"I will get it removed by someone tomorrow." I turn my head at him in question,

"And why would you do that?" I asked bewildered,

"You said it looks boyish so.." he trailed off unsurely,

"So what?" I walked around and plopped down at the bed loosening my hijab, "Infact I quiet like this room."

"I thought you were judging my room Mrs. Siddique," he says raising his eyebrow at me,

Ignoring the fluttering of my heart I retorted back, "Sorry if I made it too obvious that I was judging." I shrugged playfully,

He shook his head and laughed.

"Oh is there a balcony?" I pointed at the large window which was adjacent to the bed,

"Unfortunately no," he said and I pouted,

"But this window," he said walking towards the large window and pushed it open, revealing the beautiful night sky, I gasped looking at it, "Can provide a beautiful view, my favourite spot." He says looking outside the window,

"And now it could be yours too," He said looking at me and I gave him a smile.

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The knock on the door startled me, while I was combing my hair, I looked at Farhan who was sleeping on the bed soundlessly, the bright morning rays falling on his face making him look like a angel.

Shaking my head I opened the door to see mama standing there with her ever so warm smile on her face,

"Ready?" She asked and I nodded my head in a 'yes'

"Come on then, Amma just got up, serve her tea and also greet her," She said motioning me to come out,

My heart started beating loudly in my chest "B-but Farhan," I tried making an excuse pointing at my husband who was still asleep.

"Leave him, you come and meet her first, otherwise if you came with Farhan she might as well taunt you and I don't want her to scold you okay? Please?" She insisted and I nodded my head defeatedly,

"Also beta," she gestured towards my head and I nodded and covered my head with my duppata,

Taking a deep breath I say, "Let's go,"

Descending downstairs with mama, she lead me to the backyard through the kitchen door, where lady bi jaan was sitting at a foldable chair with a table infront of her wearing a shawl around her and soaking the winter sun,

Mama gave me the tray with her tea which she took from one of the helpers on the way and gestured me to give to her,

With an uneasy smile, I took the tray from and went towards Bi jaan and cleared my throat,

"Salam Bi jaan," I greeted loudly and she turned towards me, her light hazel almost green eyes squinted at me making the skin near her eyes crinkle, she adjusted her glasses and eyed me from top to bottom, making me more nervous.

"Walaikumaslam." she replies in her judgy tone, her signature tone, I offered her tea and she took it, and turn towards amma who sat on the chair beside her,

"Ayeeza, tumne toh kaha tha ki Farhan ki dulhan aarahi hai, par ye nahi kaha ke Hira bhi aarahi hai," she said to mama.

[ Ayeeza, you told me Farhan's bride is going to be here, but didn't told me about Hira also being here]

I chocked back a laugh at her habit of forgetting, she has a mild amnesia, she keeps forgetting simple things and people, or small events, its not much severe, but sometimes watching her confuse people could be, like now.

"Amma, ye Hira nahi hai ye Hira ki beti hai Ayesha," mama answers slapping her forehead.

[Amma, this is not Hira, it's her daughter Ayesha]

"Hai?" [really?] Bi jaan exclaimed and grabbed my hand forcibly and made me sit on the chair in front of her, she observed my face and says after a while,

"Sahi keh rahi hai, iski aankhen bilkul mere humza ki hai," she said observing me again, creeping me out a bit,

[yes you are right, her eyes are as same as my humza]

"What happened to your face? Why is there a scratch?" She asks moving my duppata from my face and observing it,

"I fell," I muttered quietly, looking at my nails.

"Just like Hira, clumsy." she taunted and I bit my tongue,

"Shaadi wagera howi teri?" She asked before I could say anything mama interjected,

[You got married or not?]

"Haa Amma, hogayi hamare Farhan se, yehi toh hai hamari Farhan ki dulhan," mama chuckles happily but Bi jaan was shocked,

[Yes, she is married to our Farhan, she is only Farhan's bride]

She turned towards me, looking at my face

"Ye hai Farhan ki dulhan?" She said in a judging tone,

[This is Farhan's bride?]

"Tune toh kaha tha ki tu Farhan ki shadi Safina ki beti se kar rahi hai?" Bi jaan asked confused,

[But didn't you said to me that you are getting Farhan married to Safina's daughter?]

I look back at mama, she looked startled for a second but she composed herself and replied,

"Amma woh saalo pehli ki baat thi, chodo use, Farhan ki dulhan Ayesha hai, use dua do abhi," she said carefully,

[Amma that was years ago, leave it be now this is our Farhan's bride Ayesha, bless her now,]

Wait, Farhan was getting married to safina phupho's daughter? When? Why didn't I knew about this?

"Acha theek hai, par tune bola nahi ki Farhan ki shadi kab hone wali hai," she asked mama and I almost let out a laugh,

[ok fine, but you didn't tell me when Farhan is getting married?]

"Amma, Farhan is already married, and here is his bride, his wife," she gestured towards me and bi jaan's face had a realisation,

"Yeah I remember you don't have remind me everything," she waved mama, looking back at me,

Bi jaan looked at me, "Do you cook something for your husband or not?"

Mama interjected again, "She does Amma, she makes some very delicious foods."

"Teri khud ki bhi zuban hai ya phir saas ki hi zubaan se bath karti hai tu," bi jaan snaps,

[do you have a tongue of yours? Or do you speak through your mother in law's tongue only?]

"Ji bi jaan," [ yes, bi jaan] I muttered sort of proving her.

"Started troubling my wife Bi jaan?" Farhan's voice reached, as I saw him entering from the kitchen door, he was wearing a black jeans with a white sweater, his hair was still wet indicating he just came out of the shower.

Bi jaan's stoic and judgemental face changed quickly to a happy grin, she got up from her chair holding her stick so fast, almost knocking me out of mine, making me concerned of her old bones.

"Mera bacha," [My child] she exclaimed happily as Farhan bend down and hugged her laughing delightfully,

"You grew up so much, have you started your college?" Bi jaan asks holding his cheeks lovingly, I let out an giggle and mama slapped her forehead in defeat,

"College? Bi jaan I am married now, see there's my wife over there," he says pointing at me, bi jaan turn to me and again had a realisation expression,

"Oh yes your wife, I know you are married you thought I don't remember? You silly boy," she slapped his arm, "Your grandmother knows how to joke."

He laughed nodding his head, "Had your breakfast? Come let's do with me," he grabs her hand and leading her inside the house through the kitchen back door,

Me and mama followed them, Farhan made bi jaan sit on one of the chair of dining table, where baba was already seated reading a newspaper, as soon as he saw bi jaan sitting there he folded his paper and asked sweetly,

"Met everyone Saso mom?" [Mother in law]

"Yes," she replies curtly, setting her walking stick beside her,

"Yaad karne mai kisiko takleef toh nahi howi?" [ Had any trouble remembering someone?] He asked jokingly to which mama glared at him and he shrugged,

"Ji nahi damad ji, hum aapke tarah nahi bhulte, jaise aap aapki saas ki ehtaram karna bhul jaate hai," [Not at all son in law, unlike you who forgets to respect his mother in law] Bi jaan retorted sweetly and I bit back my laugh, mama glared at baba to shut up and served him tea to him and Bi jaan.

"Mama should I do something?" I ask standing beside mama, who kept down the kettle.

"No need you must be tired, besides there are people for everything, sit here I will serve you today," she smiles, patting my shoulder,

"No mama, I am not, let me help okay?" Which was lie I didn't get an ounce of sleep last night because of being in new place.

She shook her head, "You are lying and I know that."

"No I am not, okay at least let me help you little?" I asked again and she glared at me,

"Only a little?" I tried again.

She sighed, "You are stubborn, okay go bring the juice from the fridge," she shook her head like Farhan and I gave her a grin, and walked in the kitchen, A helper where present when I entered, and asked me if I wanted anything, to which I denied and told her,

"No I am fine, mama might need your help out," I say pointing at the dining room,

I took the juice pack from the double doored fridge and turned around only to be collided with a strong chest, the impact made my duppata fall from my head,

"Farhan," I gasped surprised, to which he chuckled.

"Scared me," I whispered clutching the juice pack in my hands,

I tried to walk past him, only for him to take the pack from my hand and place it on the counter behind, before I could speak, he grabbed arms and pulled me closer to him, instantly shutting me up,

"Farhan what are you doing? Someone might see us!" I sputtered, feeling blood rushing to my cheeks,

"Then let them see us," he whispered tucking a strand behind my ear, I was stunned by his sudden romantic behaviour,

"Farhan," I call out, a giddy feeling pitting my stomach,

"Hmm?" He replies distractedly, swaying me slightly in his arms,

"What's with you?" I chuckle, swatting his chest.

"Could I not hold my wife?" He says sliding his arm around my waist making whole bunch of butterflies flutter in my stomach,

"What if someone sees you holding your wife?" I ask shyly, looking around,

"Then they will close their eyes and get out of here without disturbing us," he replies instantly,

Despite the butterflies in my stomach and my warm cheeks I pushed him, creating a little distance between us,

"No one would do that," I laugh, trying to pry his hands from me,

"Let's see then," he tried to pull me close but I pushed him with a laugh,

He leans back on the counter and folds his arms across his chest,

"Be ready, after breakfast I am taking you somewhere,"

"Where?" I ask curiously, finding the glass cabinet and taking out a few glasses,

"Somewhere," he replies, I raise an eyebrow setting up the glasses on a tray on the counter beside him,

"Alright," I reply giving him a smile,

"Aww, take me too!" A new voice made me startle and I jump back almost the knocking the glasses in front of me,

Farhan casually ran a hand through his hair and glared at Mina who was sheepishly standing at the kitchen doorframe,

"Shut up no one is taking you."  He replies gruffly.

"Haw not fair bhai." Mina teases skipping towards us,

"Anyway, I saw my bhabhi in kitchen, thought I might help her a bit and here, tch tch" she feign disgust, gesturing at both of us,

"Mina!" I yelped, my cheeks now blazing with embarrassment.

"Sorry sorry," she chuckles, "mom is calling you and maybe you too," she says before grabbing the glass tray and walking out of the kitchen,

I was about to follow her when Farhan grabbed my arm, I gave him a warning look,

He came closer to me and put the duppata on my head again, which slipped and handed me the juice cartoon, "Be ready after breakfast," I nodded, biting a smile and got out of the kitchen, I smiled at mama and kept the juice cartoon on the table, Farhan came back five minutes later,

"Where did you go?" Mama asks Farhan as he took a seat opposite to mina.

He looked at her, searching for an answer, and before he could reply mina interjected,

"Yes bhai where did you go?" She asked feign curiosity,

"kitchen." I looked at him with wide eyes at his blunt reply,

"Why?" Mama asks sitting beside baba,

I took a seat beside Farhan as he answered,

"Mina, because of Mina."

"Me?" Mina dropped the apple slice she was eating on the plate,

"Yes you, I saw you going towards kitchen, you know amma how she has a bad habit of eating butter that's why," Farhan says picking up a toast,

"Butter?" I asked ridiculously as I poured some juice for Farhan and me,

Mina's face morphed into a mix shock and horror, as she glared at her brother,

"Mina! You have started eating butter again?" Mama asks horrified,

"No-no mama i-i was not!" she stuttered glaring at Farhan,

"There will be no butter from next month in this house." Mama declares, picking up a toast from her plate,

"What?" Mina sputters,

"Sad day for Mina." Baba sighs,

"He is a liar." she accused throwing a few pomegranate seeds on Farhan to which he ducked his head,

"Oho kitna ladte ho tum dono!" [you both fight too much] Bi jaan exclaimed suddenly making everyone quiet but then baba jaan opened his mouth,

"Aapne Nani pe gaye hai," [Learned from their grandmother] he says sipping his tea.

Baba suppressed a smile, and a small cackle left my mouth, bi jaan glared at me, I took a sip from my juice to cover my laugh.

After having breakfast peacefully for few minutes bi jaan dropped a bomb,

"Today's lunch will be made by Farhan's bride."

To which Farhan choked on his omelette, and mina giggled,

Bi jaan directed her gaze at mina and said,

"You, you are also going to help your bhabhi making lunch."

The giggle died down instantly and she looked at bi jaan horrified,

I nodded my head having no choice and looked at Farhan who was already looking at me, I gave him an apologetic look.

Here goes our plan. Thanks Bi jaan.

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A/N:-

Manifesting my active era, no one put buri nazar plz

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