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Lafz katam ho gaye kehne ke liye,

Hum toh duubte chale gaye aap ke liye.
~zaib
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The sun shone bright blessing the omer villa, the clouds playing hide and seek and the wind catching behind, the omer villa is adorned like a bride and echoing with happiness, today is shahwaiz and ezzah's walima and the happiness have no bound, the Bahar have occupied the whole villa with their peoples

Ezzah was getting ready standing Infront of the vanity in her room for the reception well their room, the door opened revealing shahwaiz as he entered, their eyes locked through the mirror

Rich brown clashed against Stormy grey.

He was perfectly well dressed in a jet black suit looking nonetheless than a king with his hair jelled perfectly and those perfect jaw lines, slim nose and light stable are just adding more beauty to it, she averted her eyes and continued her previous work but he couldn't

She was looking ethereal in tha dress that he chose personally, of course in order of his mother, her long silky hair swaying on her back with some tendrils falling on her cheek itching his hands to tug them behind her ear, her eyes twinkling with the lights and soft plump lips pressed together as she tries to entangle her hair creating a havoc in his heart with every passing second

"The guest have arrived, ammi told me to bring you down" shahwaiz spoke his eyes glued to her

"I'll be down in a minute, you can go" ezzah said wearing her earrings

But shahwaiz stood rooted in his place, he didn't move a single muscle, his eyes not leaving her for once, he was constantly staring at her absorving her every actions with utmost concentration

On feeling an intense gaze on her she turned around and raised her eyebrow

Shahwaiz trance broke and he walked away to the bed, bending down a little, he took out a velvety box from top drawer of the dresser and again stood Infront of her