The day had finally come, the whole family were driving from Multan to Murree, except Ali and Maryam since she was heavily pregnant and Amma Bi. They had tried to convince to come but had refused since she was really scared of heights and mountains.
They were a big family so they had taken three vans. One with the elders, another with couples and one with all the youngsters.
Zahra was sitting in the middle row with Zavira and Haniya. Kaneez was in the back row with her one year old.
When they had reached, they headed straight towards the hotel. The youngsters were sharing a room with each other and couples got their own rooms.
Fahad put the luggage down, near the cabinet and Zavira immediately jumped on the bed, jumping in joy.
The view from their hotel window was mesmerizing. You could see all the snow covered mountains and trees.
After staring out for good 5Â minutes, Zavira got up and went to hug her father. "Thank you, Baba. Agar ap ha na kehtay, tou hum yaha par aatay hi nahi."
(If you hadn't said yes, then we wouldn't have been able to come here)
Zahra glared at her daughter. "I had clearly told her we would go another time. That doesn't mean I said no." She huffed in her mind.
After getting refreshed, they all went out for dinner. They chose a rooftop restaurant, with delicious food. They had heaters near them and jackets on so it wasn't that cold.
After eating, they all decided to roam around the busy streets of Murree. Zahra had loved the vibes in this place. She saw the cutest kids coming up to her and selling things to her.
She looked at the beautiful hand made patterns of the shawls the vendors had been selling. She watched in amusement as employees were carrying around drinks and snacks to their costumers.
Zahra stopped and looked at the cutest pairs of anklets she had ever seen. They were gold in color and had beautiful diamond encrusted in it.
"Mama." Zavira's voice shrieked behind her. Zahra turned around and smiled at her. She was sitting on his shoulders with her hands in his hair. Her eyes then drifted towards her husband who was already staring at her with his dark intense eyes.
Saad had soft features and hazel eyes that were always full of mischief. Fahad on the other hand had sharp, rugged features that always made him feel intimidated.
Looking at Fahad reminded her of what her mother in law had said a week ago.
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Zahra was folding the laundry that was placed on her bed. It consisted of hers, Zavira's and Fahad's clothes.
She blushed as she remembered how she had woken up in Fahads arms today. Last night, Zavira went back to sleep in her room that she shared with Hani. Although the couple had slept on opposite ends, they still ended up in each other's arms.
A knock on the door interrupted her. She looked up to see her mother in law entering the room.
"Mama, apko kuch chahye tha?" She questioned Saima. After the death of her own mother, she had started calling Saima mama.
(Did you need something)
Saima smiled at her and guided her towards the sofa in their room and sat next to her.
"Dehko, Zahra, muhje pata hai kay tum Saad say bohot muhabbat karti ti. Lekin ab wo tumhare liye nah mehram ho choka hai." She stated, her voice soft. "Yeh tumhari dosri shaadi hai lekin Fahad ki tou pehle hai. Please give this sacred bond a chance." By now, Saima had tears in her eyes.
(Look Zahra, I know that you loved Saad a lot. But now he is a nah mehram for you. Although this is you second marriage, it Fahads first)
Zahra nodded and reassured her mother in law that she would try. No matter how much she loved Saad.
Maybe it was time to move on. Her mother in law was right. Saad had now became a nah mehram to her even if he wasn't alive.
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As she came out of her dreamland, Fahad was still staring at her with his blank eyes.
"Gee?" Zahra asked Zavira.
"Mujhe ice cream chahiye." She pouted.
(I want ice cream)
"Itni sardi may?" Zahra asked bewildered and Zavira nodded.
(In this cold weather?!)
"How about we get hot chocolate instead?" Fahad asked as he pointed towards a cafe near by, to which Zavira vigorously nodded her head, excitement clear on her face. Fahad went to tell their family that they were going to get hot chocolate. It was only them three going since everyone else was tired.
The cafe had been much warmer then the chilly winds of Murree. Fahad was still holding Zavira as they headed into the line. He ordered hot chocolate for Zavira and turned towards Zahra to ask if she wanted anything. Zahra declined as she was full from dinner.
Fahad ordered three chocolate croissants as well, one for each of them. They sat on a table as they waited on their order to be ready. Zavira had finished all of her hot chocolate in less than 5 minutes which made Fahad and Zahra laugh at her.
When they got back to the hotel, it was already 11. Zavira had insisted that she wanted to sleep with Haniya and went to their room, leaving Zahra with Fahad. Fahad had went to the restroom and since there was no where else to change, Zahra decided to quickly change in the room. She quickly put on her silk pants. As soon as she took off her shirt, Fahad had came out the bathroom and froze.
He looked at his wife, who was only wearing a red colored lacey bra, staring at him with even wider eyes.
Fahad slowly walked towards her, not being able to control his inner desires any longer. The both of them looked at each other with hooded eyes, their breathing hard. They stood close to each other. One wrong move and they'd kiss.
Fahad slowly turned his head sideways and took ahold of her perfect face in his hands and placed an electrifying kiss on her lips. Zahra froze as she felt sparks ignite on her lips before she kissed him back. Her hands went around his neck and pulled him closer.
They both pulled away, breathing heavily. Fahad rested his forehead on hers and placed his arms around her neck, then moving them slowly towards a wall where he gently pushed Zahra into. He placed another his on her sinfully pink lips that were begging for attention. He kissed his way down her neck, gently sucking the skin as she moaned into his ear.
He backed away slightly to look at her face before dragging her into the bed with him. He closed the lights and got under the sheets and pulled his wife closed towards him. Her head was now resting on his chest and his arms were around her waist. After placing a gentle kiss on his forehead, Fahad slipped into dreamland, his wife following after.
Zahra couldn't help but blush every time she saw Fahad. Last night was the only thing occupying her mind currently.
What really surprised was the fact that they only kissed and did nothing more. Maybe he knew she wasn't ready for that yet.
Zavira came into their room bright and early, eager for them to take her out somewhere. They all went out to eat breakfast and came back.
Today, all the youngsters decided to go on the cart cable. Zavira, Haniyah and Haniyahs baby brother stayed back with their grandparents who decided to spend the day indoor today. All the traveling had really taken a toll on them and the little kids.
They all decided to walk there since it wasn't that much of a long walk. Since the streets were quite busy, Fahad held Zahra's hand the whole time, which definitely didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the group, who all had smiles adoring their faces. They were truly happy for them.
"Bhabi." Sana called out. Zahra looked at her and gave her a polite smile. "Waise, mainey Fahad bhai ko itna khabi kush nahi dehka." Sana teased, as a blush started rising on the couples cheeks. Fahad grumbled at his little sister and pulled his wife closer to him, who blushed a brighter shade of red.
(I've never seen Fahad that happy before)
Couples all sat in one cart and the unmarried paired up with one another. Zahra looked down and gulped. What if the cart stopped working and we accidentally got stuck?!
Fahad sensed her fear and held her hand in his, gently squeezing it. Zahra squeezed his arm tighter and held on to him where as Fahad looked at her in amusement.
He put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer towards him. "Don't worry," he whispered in her ear and pulled her closer towards him.
"Waah gee waah!" Raza yelled from the cart behind them. "Itni mohabbat?!" He said again as everyone stared at them from their own carts and laughed.
(Wow. So much romance)
A/n: I swear this sounds so weird in English. Anyways continue.
Zahra blushed harder and hid her face in Fahads arm, who himself laughed at her behavior. She then looked around at the beautiful scenery. Pakistan was honestly an ideal destination for holidays. It had mountains, beaches and parks, perfect for anyone on vacation to visit.
After a few minutes, they all got off the cable carts. Raza instantly started wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at both Fahad and Zahra, to which she blushed, again. She had never blushed this much in her life.
"Wow. I honestly didn't expect this from you, Zahra." Uttered Fiza. Zahra and everyone looked at her in confusion. What was she on about now? "You forgot Saad, that man you were heads over heels in love with, that easily?" She scoffed in disbelief.
Zahra looked down, to embarrassed to meet anyone's eyes. She had just been trying to move on. Was moving on that bad?!
"Fiza, just stop it." Sighed Kaneez in frustration. We're here to enjoy our time, not be petty. And whatever she does in her life shouldn't matter to you. Apnay kam say kam rako. Everyone, let's go back." Kaneez said and started walking in the direction of their hotel.
(Mind your own business)
Zahra stayed a bit behind the rest of the group, as she thought over what Fiza said.
"Zahra." Fahads deep voice called out to her. She turned around to meet his dark eyes. He let out a sigh, before walking towards her. He gently grasped her face in his hands and looked into her majestic gray ones.
"Ignore her." He said to her. Zahra hesitantly nodded and looked away from him. He held her hand as they both caught up with the rest of the group.
Zahra came out the bathroom, freshly showered. Today had been a lazy day for everyone. They all stayed behind in their hotels.
Zahra came out to see Fahad sitting on one of the couches in their hotel room. She walked towards the mirror and started brushing her hair and applying a anti frizz hair serum on the bottom of her hair.
"Zahra." Called out Fahad. Zahra looked at him in question. He guided her towards the bed and took out a box from one of the drawers, and handed it to her.
"Yeh kiya hai?" She questioned.
(What's this?)
"Mooh dikaye." He muttered. Zahra looked up at him in shock.
(A gift that is given to the bride from her husband typically on their wedding night)
She hadn't expected him to give her something. She opened the box and her eyes widened as she saw what was in it. They were the same anklets she had seen the other day in the bazaar.
"I saw you looking at them." Fahad answered her unasked question. "Here, let me put them on." He grasped her foot and placed it on his lap and then grabbed one of the anklets. He gently clasped them close on her ankle. Zahra smiled as she saw the anklets once again. They were stunning.
Fahad grasped the back of her neck and leaned in to kiss her lips. He gently layer her down on the bed and kissed her deeper. Zahra's hands were now in his hair, tugged at its roots, which emitted a deep groan from him. He rested himself on his hands as he looked into her eyes. Zahra hands were on his shoulders as she pulled him in to kiss him again.
She could feel his smile in her lips which made her smile too.
He gently placed soft kisses in the crook of her neck, making her moan. He ran his nose from her ears to her neck, making her giggle.
Fahad loved that giggle.
He kissed her again and started rubbing himself against her.
"Saad." Zahra moaned and immediately realized her mistake.
Holy shit.
Fahad instantly got up from above Zahra and on to the floor. Zahra looked at him with guilt ridden eyes. "Fahad." She gently whispered.
He gave her a painful smile, with eyes full of sadness. He opened the door to their hotel room and walked out.
He would never be enough of her.
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