(-Natasha's pov-)
Fairy lights were on, songs were played and the guests were coming. The event is going to place in our house lawn. Everything was done and Yes! It was all done the way I wanted.
Stage was decorated with so many white Roses. There were pictures of me and Arham on each every table with a little message for the guests, welcoming them.
Itne se time may yeh sab kr kese liya in sab neh? But I loved it! It all just made me smile as I watched alone from my room's window.
*RING RING*
I looked at my phone and it was Arham.
"Gee faramaye, future husband!" I said as I picked up.
"Hello? ..Nat?" He said. I could hear the shock in his voice.
"Gee gee! Sun rahi bolein?" I tried to control my laugh.
"Hath par chout lagi thi ky dimag par?" He asked.
"Are may suna hai ky ajj se apki izzat krni hai..... vo kiya hai na app mere hone vale majaz-e-kuda hain!" I replied and he hung up.
HEY! How can he? Beta eik dafa nikka hone de phir batati hoon! Bohat shauk hai na shadi ka tumay? Ajj pura krti hoon tumara yeh shauk bhi may!
I looked out again and the 'barat' is here. And that's the groom car! Decorated all with red Roses .....damn I hate red Roses isko pata nhii kiya? They are just so overrated.
He stepped out. All smiling and happy.
"Hass le hass le....sari hassi nikalongi teri!" I said as I watched him walking with his parents and relatives in our house.
Fahad, Bilal, Sarmad, Sammar, Yasir bhai and all of my cousins and friends were dancing on the dhols. And then all the girls also joined. They are having so fun, I wanna dance too.
I looked at my 'two' mothers. They were standing next to each other, looking so happy. Both were wearing same dress and I love them both.
And then ofcourse Arham! In white sherhwani. How did he find it in such a short time? Ahh! Who cares? Dekho tu sahii hass kese raha hai! Acha lag raha hai!
"Pagal!" I smiled.
"Tum bhi lag rahi ho!" Umair's voice almost gave me an heart attack.
"UMAIR!"
"Maine socha wahan welcome krne se better hai upper jab kr tumay tasali dein lkin yahan tu khushiyan bohat hain!" He laughed.
"May dance dekh kr khush ho rahi thi!" I replied.
"Khush raha kro pagal bs!"
"Entrance ka pata hai na sabko?" I asked.
"Haan....You are gonna walk down with me and Sammar or baki sab apni apni seats par hoongy!" Umair said.
"Well ...thank you!"
"Kun?"
"I mean shadi tu krni nhii thi mujy lkin you still pulled out all this in such a short notice!" I smiled.
"Yahh sarmad na hota tu muskl ho jati! It's like he is my little brother!" He smiled as he hugged me.
"I am gonna miss you!"
"I won't!" He laughed and I pushed him. "Chalein?"
He offered his hand and I hesitated for a second. Come on Nat! Come on Zee! You both can do it!
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".......kiya apko Arham Malik bin Ahmad Malik 10 lakh haq-mehr ky sath qabool hai?"
Molvi shabab this is the third time now and you are making it difficult to say yes. I looked at Arham who was sitting right in front of me on stage.
He raised his eyebrows and signaled me ky bhaag ja abhi bhi time hai. Haan phly yaad nhii aya isko.
"Nat sochlo! Gari bahir hi hai." Fahad said.
"Haan sari zindagi isky sath?" Bilal joked as everyone laughed.
"Na kro! Lkin beta sochlo." Yasir bhai also joined.
"Qabool hai."
And everyone shouted Mubarak ho Arham!
Bohat hi Mubarak ho Arham ajj se tumari khair nhii. Molvii shabab then turned to him asked him. And he was quite quick to say qabool hai all three times.
With that the air was filled with joy and everyone congratulated and hugged each other. Like not me, each other!
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Yeh bhi na janee vo bhi na janee
Nanon ky rang naina janee
Milla jo sung tera
Ura patank mera
Hawa may hogya malang
"Bohat khush nazar nhii arahi?" Arham whispered in my ear as everyone prepared for dances to began.
"Itne pass na aoo yeh na ho ajj akhri din ho tumara!" I said as I waved to my friends.
"Hath toota hoa tumara kese qatal krogi?"
"Easy liya hoa apneh meri jaan mujy!" I looked at him with smile and he looked alarmed.
"Tumneh call par bhi.... dekho...."
"Tum dekho Arham Malik!" I cut him off. "You are my husband now! You keep shut I will speak!"
"Yeh tu phly bhii hota tha....."
"Sushhh! Baby sush!" I said and he sighed in anger as I tried to control my laugh.
Abhi tu start haii! Agay agay dekho!
Yeh pagal sa hai pyaar mera
Oo makhna ve makhna
Ee chora hai ghar baa mera
"Suno...!" I said and he looked at me without saying anything. "Mujy dance Krna hai... tell everyone to you know pull me to stage!"
He just gestured that you told me to Sush up so now I am Sushed! You can tell them yourself.
"Chup hone ka bola tha .....kam na krne ka nhii bola!" I narrowed my eyes.
"Yrr guys....easy down!" Bilal came on the stage.
"Kun? Tum baat nhii kr rahy thy apni dafa?" I asked.
"Baat kro na....laro tu maat! Sab ko nazar arah lar rahy ho!" He replied.
"Haan tu sab na dekhein!" I said and both of them looked at me. "Acha na I got it! I am the centre of attention for today but isko samjha lo!"
"Ab kiya kiya isneh?" Bilal asked.
"Sun nhii raha." I complained.
"Arham? Biwi hai tumari!" Bilal winked and smiled.
"Mr. Bilal Amjad!" I looked at him.
"Yes, Mrs. Arham Malik!" He said.
"What?!" I and Arham said.
"Kiya? Nikka hogya hai duno ka! That's what you both are now!"
"Noo....!" We said together again.
"Okay, Mr. And Mrs. Arham Malik!"
YOU ARE READING
Natasha
Fantasy"Pyaar hai tumay?" She looked at him. His eyes were her favourite. "Tum phly bhi mere liye sab thi or ajj bhi ho." He added. "Jo bolo gi vo hoga." "Kiya krogy?" She asked quietly. "Shadi." He smiled. Whole world knows he love her but only he knew...
