𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

We're so burning, yet alive.

H A R I S

"Nayab?"

Haris called out her name coming into their room, he saw her petite figure sitting in a corner. He could hear her sobbing.

Damn! She was crying.

He rush towards her and sat on his knees,Nayab looked up at him. Her baby green eyes were sore, haris felt Killing himself as when he saw her eyes were red.

"Nayab, jaan kya hua hai ro kyu rahi ho?"

He softly asked her. She tried hard to control her tears but it wasn't of use.

"I-i saw them today, h-haris vo- voh log ache nahi hai. M-mujhe le jayenge au-aur b-bech d-denge."

She said crying hysterically, Haris gritted his teeth and harshly pulled her towards him.

" mei unko Zinda zamin mei dafna dunga agr un logo ne aesa kuch karne ki koshish bhi Kari toh."

He dangerously said which made nayab shiver. She looked in his eyes which were red because of anger.

"Aur aainda se agr meine ye alfaaz tmhre muh se sun liye toh mujhse bura koi nahi hoga. Hope you had got it, Nayab Haris Abbasi."

He said with pure rage reflecting in his eyes, never in a million years could he afford to lose her. She is his peace, his solace.

Nayab breaked in tears, Haris realizes what he had done, he had to make her feel safe and protected but he made her feel scared. He cursed himself for letting out his anger. He knew he had to handle her with love, care and respect.

Haris rubbed his forehead Frustratingly and pulled her in a hug. Nayab clutches his shirt material tightly. She felt safe in his arms.

"My love, I'm sorry for letting out my anger on you."

He said softly caressing her haris, they remained in the same position for time when he heard her breathings, he looked at her, she had slept in his arms. He chuckled at her innocence. Picking up her bridal style he made her lay on the bed. He was about to leave when she held his hand in sleep. He smiled softly at her sleeping form and layed there, she hugged in sleep feeling his warmth.

Life is good for when they are together.

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A S H I N O O R

The rain bit into her skin like needles and she screamed and cried until her body became numb. She dripped her bare fingernails on the dust and looked at qabr, she cried.

why her always?

Someone kept his hand on her shoulder, she looked back and saw it was Asher. Her eyes were red puffy, she was hurt. She is feeling like someone killed her.

"She was not even 5 years old, how could they kill her so brutally? Rooh nahi kaanpi un logo ki kya ek masoom bachi ke saath-"

Words didn't come out from her mouth, Asher closed his eyes, tears fell from his eyes too.

"Noor, Your father was also involved."

Asher revealed this to her, Ashinoor closed her eyes, she never expected this from her father too. For his pleasure he raped a 5 years old innocent girl?

Tears were continuously flowing from her eyes, Asher sat beside her and hugged her. He can't even imagine how much hurt she is now. She cried in his arms, she knew that there was no one who would care about her except him and Zayna. She knew these two people in her life loved her dearly.

"I-i don't want to go there, please."

She cried in his arms, Asher looked up at her. He sighed, does she even know what she meant?

"Noor-"

"Nahi, Asher, mei nahi reh sakti ab unlogo ke sath, tumhe pata bhi nahi hai vo log kya karte hai mere sath. The person whom I called my father beats me, my mother doesn't even care about me, Asher. Mujhee nahi rehna hai wahan par."

She said in her shaky voice, his veins popped out, that bastard Mehmood Qureshi tried to harm his noor.

He used to beat her?

Anger reaches in her veins, he would kill him for doing this much damage to her.

"Shh, noor tum wahan nahi jaogi. tum mere sath rahogi."

He said cupping his cheeks, Ashinoor looked at him trying to understand his words.

"Kis rishte se mei tmhre sath rahungi?"

She questioned him.

"Nikah ke rishte se."

He said, which shocked her. She looked at him with tears.

"Mei tumse tmhri ijazat mangta hun, nikah karogi mujhse?"

He questioned her looking in her eyes.

"Asher, ye-yeh tum -"

"Haan ya naa?"

She was cutted off by him, he glared at her. He needs her answer. If she is ready to marry him or not.

"As-Asher.-"

"Haan ya Naa?"

He again questioned her the same thing, his voice was dominating which was making her shiver. she sighed and closed her eyes. Maybe this is what Allah wants. Putting her all trust in him she looked at him and said-

"Haan."

Asher helped her to stand up and moved towards his car, she followed him. He dialed his father's number as he couldn't have this conversation with Aahil.

"Assalamualaikum Dad."

Asher greeted him with a salam as soon as Arsalan Sultan picked up the call.

"Walykumassalam, bataye kese yaad Kiya apne baap ko?",

Arsalan Sultan questioned his son, Asher bited his lower lip.

"Dad mei nikkah kar raha hun."

Asher said looking at Ashinoor who was looking at him, she was tense, nervous what if his family rejected her. She can't live without him. She had fallen in love with Asher Sultan.

"Toh?"

Arsalan Sultan said nonchalantly, his wife glared at him for being too sarcastic with his own son. Arsalan winked at her which made her blush.

"Toh mei aapki ijazat chahta hun."

Asher said, sighing to himself.

"Jis lehje mei aap baat kar rahe hain usse hame lag raha hai ki aap ijazat nahi mang rahe hai bata rahe hai ki aap nikah kar rahe hai."

Arsalan Said looking at his wife, who gasped at the sudden information. Asher cursed himself and took a deep breath.

"Mom dad, mei aapki ijazat chahta hun ki mei nikah kar sakta hun kya?"

Asher asked them in a dramatic way. Ashinoor chuckled at him, he smiled at her.

"Larki kon hai?"

Arsalan questioned him.

"Ashinoor."

Asher whispered slowly, Arsalan Sultan hummed in response, he knew that his sons would never do anything wrong.

"Woh raazi hai kya nikah ke liye?"

"Jii baba, woh raazi hai."

Asher said winking at her which made her roll her eyes.

"Toh thk hai phir mujhe aur tumhari maa ko koi msla nahi hai. Jisme hamre bacho ki Khushi hai usme hamari Khushi hai."

Arsalan Sultan said, smiling at his wife. Asher felt blessed to have them as his parents. He cutted the call and looked at her.

"Waada karta hun tumse noor, akhiri saans tak tumse wafa karunga. Asher Sultan apne waade kabhi nahi todta hai, bss ek bar aitbaar karke dekho kabhi khafa nahi hone dunga."

Asher said looking at her intensely which made her shiver. She lowered her gaze feeling her heartbeat rising fastly. She adjusted her dupatta and peeked at him. He was looking so handsome in black kurta pyjama.

He gestures to her to follow him, she quietly follows him. They settled in the car and in some-time they reached masjid. He quickly got out of the car and moved to the other side. He opened the door of the car for her.

He helped her to get out of the car and they went inside the masjid where he moved towards the qazi sahab, as his father was already there with qazi for their nikha. She looked at him, he moved towards his father and hugged him. She was feeling nervous and was scared of his father's reaction.

Arsalan sultan moved towards her, she fidgeted with her fingers. She looked at the old man.

"Assalamualaikum.!"

She slowly mutters, Arsalan Sultan smiles at her and patted her head. She felt some affection, a drop of tears fell from her eyes as she never felt this affection from her father.

"Walykumassalam bache."

Arsalan said smiling softly at her, she looked at Asher who blinked his eyes in assurance.

"Chale qazi sahab intezar kar rahe hai."

Arsalan Sultan announced they both nodded at his words. They both sat opposite to each other. Her heart was beating fastly.

"Ashinoor Qureshi bint e Mehmood Qureshi kya aapko Asher Sultan se 50 lakh mehr se nikah qubool hai?"

Qazi sahab questioned her. She closes her eyes. Asher looked at her.

"Qubool hai."

She whispers, tears fall from her eyes. She repeated this two more times. She wiped her tears and looked at Asher as the qazi was questioning him.

"Qubool hai."

Asher said, his voice was firm. Ashinoor felt some emotions hovering over her as she never imagined that her nikah would happen in these circumstances. They raised their hands for the dua, they both glanced at each other as their eyes met in the most tantalizing ways which made their hearts melt.

Closing their eyes they prayed for each other's happiness despite not knowing that their happiness was in each other.

There is a power in the ending, it takes you in the beginning of what is meant for you.

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Assalamualaikum Readers-

Huh, give mubaraqbaad to my babies, finally they're nikahfied.

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