After a series of untold emotions, a growing possession for feelings, they both settled down their disputes and were ready to accept each other.
Hold hands and walk on this rough path we call life forever to prove their devotion for each other.
The day of their marriage came, Hoorain was dressed in an exquisite floral princess gown, seemingly a nymph with her hairs swaying in the air.
“I can’t believe it.” She whispered, wiping the tear in the corner of her eyes, grinning at Haziqa.
“Me too!” She grinned, giving her hand an assuring squeeze.
“I am so nervous.” She gulped, trying to control her sensations.
Her brothers are busy to the core, checking up on the guest, making sure everything is according to her desire.
And although, the marriage was unfavorable on her parents side.
“Mama Papa wanted to extend the engagement until Zain could have a six figure salary at least but he just started, how could he gain what people spend years to gain?”
Hoorain sighed, lowering her head. She had to fight with her parents to get them for this marriage.
“You are the most loved, the demanding one, Hoorain. Of course, they are worried if he could bear your expenses or not.” Haziqa tried to tell her.
“I know… But if I hold him hand when he does everything then what’s the point of it? I want us to- You know, I want to be there for his success.” She mumbled, lowering her head, ready to throw all her luxury for his sake.
“I want to stay with him when he is struggling. I want to tell everyone that I was not obsessed with him, that my feelings are sincere.” She whispered, her lips began to tremble.
Haziqa stared at Hoorain in disbelief, not expecting her to say this.
“That is what this bond is about, to hold each other, dedication, to support.” Exhaling deeply, she drank some water to suppress her tears.
“I can’t believe it, this is my Hoorain.” Hoor’s voice came from behind who came back only for her wedding.
“Api?” She asked, taken aback.
“When did you grow this much?” She chuckled, making an almost crying face.
“The last time I saw you, you were going crazy about Zain, doing stupid actions and now…” She sighed and hugged her tightly.
“No, Api. I am not wrong. What kind of lover would I be if I let him do all the work alone and stay and relax at my mansion?” She asked, she didn’t know when these thoughts entered her mind but now they are affecting her.
“Oh you…”
“And besides…” She gulped, averting her gaze, pressing her teeth together.
“I want to prove Zain.” She breathed out, baffling Haziqa and Hoor by her statement.
“Prove what?” Hoor asked.
“He said I will regret marrying him, that I will leave when I realize he cannot fulfill my demands.” Her lips began to quiver, tears brimming in her eyes.
Her heart brimming in pain to think. “I want to prove to him that I will stay, that my feelings are not vulnerable to leave.”
Sniffling, she wiped her tears.
“Hoorain, it’s acceptable for him to think like that because that is how you were pampered all your life.” Haziqa told her softly, giving her shoulder a squeeze.
“You always gained what you pointed your finger at, Hoorain. He is worried he can’t do this.” Hoor whispered, hugging her tightly, setting her angelic form.
“Now, take these thoughts out of your mind. Your groom is waiting for you.” Hoor grinned, giving her a side hug.
“Ah, look at my love!” Emraz beamed, coming with Rayan.
“I can’t believe it.” Tears brimmed in Rayan’s eyes as they both kissed her forehead.
“It feels like yesterday when you were crying because me and Hoor teased you.” Rayan sniffed, unable to control his smile, holding her tightly.
“Bless you.” Emraz whispered, giving her a side hug.
“Where is Bhabi, Rayan Bhai?” Hoorain asked.
“Oh, she said she will come from Zain’s side.” Rayan shrugged.
“Of course, he is her only sibling.” Hoor nodded.
“Now, this only leaves you.” Hoor winked at Emraz who cleared his throat, turning his head away, pretending he heard nothing.
“Where is Uncle and Aunt?” Haizqa asked, noticing they were not present.
“And Haider too. I will get him.” Hoor said, rushing out to find Haider to call him for the family picture.
"Ah, my you are an everlasting beauty.” Rehman’s loud laugh came, coming with his wife who was blushing madly.
“We will make this picture our dp. You too. We will have the same- Oh, Hey kids.” Rehman grinned, waving at them but his eyes were fixed on his phone.
“Rehman.” Hania poked him with his elbow to look up.
“What-” Looking up, he saw his kids frowning deeply at them.
“Where were you guys?” Emraz asked strictly.
“I was clicking your Mother’s pictures.” Rehman replied honestly, putting his hand in the air.
“Let me see.” Rayan said dominantly, snatching the phone, jaw dropping in disbelief.
“200?!” Rayan gasped at the insane amount of pictures he took.
“Ah, My Princess is looking so gorgeous.” Rehman said, hugging Hoorain instantly to avoid the anger of his kids.
“I am forgiving you this time.” Hoorain puffed, closing her arms at her chest.
“Sure, sure, Love.” He grinned, giving her his blessing.
“I am so happy for you. Zain is truly a capable man, I am sure he will be very successful in the future.” Hania whispered, kissing her forehead.
“Thank you.” She whispered.
“Oh, here we are.” Hoor came with her Husband as Rayan told her what their parents were doing.
“Congrats, Hoorain.” Haider said with a faint smile.
“Thank you, Bhai.” She smiled back.
“What are you doing?” Haider asked, glancing over at his wife, who joined hands with Rayan and scolding their parents.
“Learn some responsibility. Poor Haziqa was alone there and you two were taking pictures instead?” Hoor chided.