HAYAT POV:
I didn't know what to say, so I looked around the room when he broke the silence, "Hayat what month do you think we should pick?"
I thought about it and said, "My university will start in March, and since it's November already, I think January or February will be all right. What do you say?" I asked...
"I think January will be good, but can you handle everything? It'll be winter," He asked, considering me again. I told him once about me hating the winter season since I get cold easily, here he didn't forget about it....
"Hmm, it will be all right, and the date?" I asked again...
"Let me see the calendar, we can have our nikkah on 10th January since it's Friday, and after a week, we can have our wedding on 17th January, and we can do the reception after your semester is done since the media will find about it quickly, I don't want to disturb your university life just because of media, so then you can rest and from March you can join your university" He looked up after finalizing everything...
"I- I mean, if you are comfortable, then only we will finalize it," He said, shuttering a bit...
I smiled and stood up, "I'm ready, the date is good to go, can I have a tour of this beautiful place?" I said, looking at him when he nodded his head, gesture me to follow him...
"We won't live here, Hayat," he said, I immediately turned towards him, "then where?" I asked...
"At our place, our home, our penthouse," He said, that "our" in his sentence made my heart feel at ease, and fluttered a bit, that did something to my heart, how smoothly he used "our" instead of "my."
"But I want to live with Uncle Auntie," I said while trying not to look desperate, I want to feel the love of a mother and a father, I want to have a healthy relationship with my in-laws...
"We can come here from time to time, I promise, but live with me in our home Hayat, I- I get nightmares sometimes at night and I don't like to worry my mother, I didn't want to get married too, so I won't spoil my wife's life but I like you and I want to live with you there" He opened up to me... he spoke about his feelings for me, he likes me, which means I'm not the only one falling for him...
"Okay, but I still need a tour, please," we smiled at each other, and he told me about the place and some beautiful memories while I loved it...
After discussing everything with our family, the date was finalized, and everyone hugged each other. Ashar and I made eye contact and he started his drama, "Soon to be sister-in-law, my student, mannerless woman, welcome to our teeny tiny family" He bowed and said to me while I laughed a little, such a dramatic man he is.
"You self-obsessed manic thank you for the warm welcome," I replied and held his hand, shaking our hand, watching us, the elders laughed at our talk as we soon bid goodbye and parted ways....
"Let's meet at our place tonight. I want to discuss some things with you" I replied with a thumbs up when I got another text, "my soon wife never replies with an emoji like this to me, I feel left out please reply with a word, thank you" shaking my head I thought about how sunshiny he is, "okay my soon to be husband."
Changing my clothes to baggy jeans and a shirt, I took a mental note to change my entire wardrobe to desi clothes...
I loved Pakistani dresses, I used to wear those when me and Eira used to hang out, my life changed after her death, I started wearing jeans, and shirts, going to the clubs, not praying, sometimes smoking too, late night outings and much more... but now it's time for me to change myself to "better me" to find the better me myself...
Reaching our usual place, I looked for him. When I couldn't find the man who stole my heart, I looked for Ashar, "Miss Hayat what a pleasant surprise at this time of the night" I rolled my eyes and replied, "I came to meet your brother, where is he?" Ashar looked confused as he said, "I don't know, I haven't seen him here today."
"Here I am, my lady." He came to me and gestured for me to walk towards my car, walking to my car I took a seat and he took the passenger seat
"I- Well you tell me now how do you want our wedding to happen?" He asked, taking the pen and paper ready....
I laughed a little and said, "Well there are some things I want to arrange at our wedding. You won't laugh at my silly talks, right?" I said as he looked at me and shook his head..."Just tell me, I won't laugh, I promise."
"Okay then, hmm, I want to wear an abaya on our nikkah and you should wear a white shalwar kameez with a waistcoat and just simple arrangements and us together at the same place hearing one another Qubool Hai (I do), and I want to wear wine red lehenga on our wedding and yeah I want no one, not even a single soul wearing red on our special day, can we do that?" I had this dream to wear a wine-red dress at my wedding when I and Eira once saw a beautiful bride wearing it, stealing our hearts.
"And I want the wedding simple yet elegant, no songs, just some background instrumental music and no one taking our pictures without our permission and I want to hide my face in the net veil till you pull that up to look at my face first, oh I know it's kind of cringe but can we do that?" I said without looking at him... even imagining my dream coming true makes me excited.
Turning to him, I saw a beautiful smile forming on his face. "Anything else, my would-be wife," I thought to myself and shook my head "Okay done."
He wanted to eat something, so we changed seats, now he's driving the car while I sat in the passenger seat, we went to the nearest food place and ordered our food.
"Hayat, I wanted to ask a question if you don't mind," He said, I looked to the side and turned my focus on him nodding my head he said, "Why are you not close with your parents?" He might have asked it because everything is being prepared by Uncle Auntie instead of my father and others, but I don't consider them as my family.
I sighed and looked at him, "Wait for the right time, please, I need some time to open up about this topic." I turned my face to the other side while waiting for our food to arrive...
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