Kuch zakham sadiyoon baad bhi taza rehte hain faraz,
Waqt ke paas bhi harr marz ki dawah nhi hoti.
(Some wounds are still fresh even after years, Time doesn't have medicine for every pain)
"This is completely absurd!" Azlaan shouted at his father, Mirza Ali was hell bent on not changing his decision.
"Hayat will stay here, in her father's house after nikkah, we'll see when the rukhsati is to happen, You can come meet her whenever you want" Mirza Ali calmly stated.
Azlaan was done. He stormed out of the office and into Hayat's room, even Azlaan himself couldn't understand why he went there but what he did understand was that he needed to calm down.
And who could calm him down better than his future wife.
Azlaan stepped into her room, to see Hayat perched over on the floor, she was holding her hand. Azlaan slowly ran his eyes over his wife to see if something was wrong and indeed it was.
Hayat had managed to drop the glass of water and when she tried to clean the mess, the sharp glass has cut right through her palm.
"I left you for only fifteen minutes and you do this to yourself" Azlaan scolded her but Hayat laughed at his words.
He glared at Hayat which made her shut her mouth and quietly mumble a sorry.
Azlaan took hold of Hayat's hand and saw that rather a big piece of glass had embedded into her skin, Somehow he felt the pain that his angel was going through.
"It's fine, It doesn't even hurt.." Hayat tried to reassure Azlaan but he once again glared at her.
"Shut up" Azlaan grumbled.
"Do you have an emergency first aid kit ?" Azlaan asked.
Hayat knew that her answer would anger Azlaan so she remained quiet, Azlaan shook his head and sighed. He picked up his phone (A very very expensive one😉) and called someone.
"What's up brother?" Zain cheerily said into the phone.
"Being me the first aid kit from the car" Azlaan spoke and cut off the call.
Zain didn't argue with his brother well it's not like he could, he already had cut the call.
On the other hand, Azlaan caressed Hayat's face, he removed the hair stuck to her face. Hayat remained silent the whole time.
She was in pain but she didn't whine about anything.
"Does it hurt?" Azlaan softly asked her, His voice was deep like he was in pain himself.
Hayat shook her head and smiled.
Azlaan couldn't take his eyes of Hayat, how can this beautiful angel be used for saving your own reputation ?
Someone cleared their throat behind them and Azlaan gestured for him to come closer, Zain kept the first aid box beside where Azlaan was kneeling.
Without further questions Zain left the room which Azlaan was thankful about.
Hayat saw as Azlaan moved his hand to remove the glass from her hand, she quickly pulled away her hand.
"No!" Hayat was scared and her dear future husband knew that very well.
Azlaan tightly grasped Hayat's other hand and pulled her closer to him, He got ahold of her injured hand too, Hayat was so lost in Azlaan's eyes that she didn't even realize when he started pulling the glass.
A sharp pain went through her hand, tears formed in Hayat's eyes, Azlaan hated himself in that moment.
He pulled the glass in one move and quickly pulled Hayat in a hug, she Silently sobbed in his chest.
Silence was comforting both of them.
Azlaan then dabbed the cotton in the antiseptic medicine, Hayat tightly clutched Azlaan's shirt with her other hand while her eyes were also shut.
A few minutes later, Hayat felt a kiss on her forehead, she opened her eyes and found beautiful hazel eyes looking at her with pure adoration.
"Look What is happening here! This is forbidden Dulhe sahab (dear groom)" Hayat's cousin moved to take her away from Azlaan.
Azlaan groaned loudly, "What have I ever done to you?" He questioned loudly and saw his wife being pulled away by a girl who Azlaan hated now.
Hayat stiffled a laugh and followed behind Zareen.
Soon it was dark, It was time for the groom's family to leave. Two hearts wanted to see eachother eagerly.
One was ready to fight everyone just to see her, the other was ready to stand by his side.
Before leaving the mansion, Azlaan's eyes followed to where Hayat's room was. Hayat was standing at her window, she quickly hid herself when she realized that she had been caught.
Azlaan chucked and sat in his car, This day was a good day.
Azlaan wanted Hayat to be his completely.
But what he didn't knew was that a storm was waiting for him at his home.
Pasts were truly terrible as they always chased you.
Have A Blessed Day💕