The Veiled Emotion

16- And It Begins

ZOYA

It was late by the time all the functions were over and I couldn't have been more glad to be back at my own home. Oh thats right, for us, the first night after wedding, the groom usually stays at the bride's home and was by far one of the most blessing, since I could at least have a good nights sleep before all the changes that I would be facing.

My bedroom was decorated marvelously by my very loving family with flowers and soft hues, creating an atmosphere of warmth and romance. The scent of fresh flowers wafted through the air, and the gentle glow of fairy lights added a touch of magic to the room. It felt like a haven of tranquility amidst the whirlwind of wedding celebrations.

As I entered the room, Farhan followed, his eyes reflecting a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

'Are you feeling nervous husband?' I asked him with amusement.

'Nervous? me? I am just waiting for the process to start' He said with a smirk.

'Process? What do you mean?' I asked when the realization hit me, it was my turn to be embarrassed now.

'I dont know about you but I am just planning to sleep today and if you are waiting for any other process, maybe you will have to wait more.' I said to him without looking in his direction.

Farhan laughed after hearing my reply, 'I was just joking dear, I wont ask you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable and also if you feel weird sharing the same bed, we can even change that' He said softly.

'I mean I do feel uncomfortable, since I have always prefer to sleep alone but I am too nice to be making you sleep on the floor also mom would kill me if she found out, So that saves you from sleeping anywhere other than the bed.' I said, making him chuckle.

'Let me just get changed, you can also use the washroom on the next floor, dont wait for me just go to sleep since I dont know how long it would take me to be devoid of all this.' I said while pointing out to my work of art costume.

'All right Zoya, I will be waiting' he said as he left to wash up probably.

I started my hectic work of removing all the accessories on my hair. Why do we get help only to be dolled up but not get out of this? I thought as I scuffled to remove everything.

After struggling for a long time, I finished washing up and checked the time to see it already past midnight. I just wanted to sleep so badly at this point now since I have been up from 4am for the preparations.

'Feeling more comfortable now?' Farhan inquired, he was laying on the right side of bed with large distance from the other side.

I let out a sigh of relief. "Much better. These dresses may look beautiful, but to survive in them is a challenge of its own' I said, yawning.

Farhan laughed in agreement. 'I can only imagine. Well, you look stunning either way.'

I rolled my eyes playfully. 'Flattery will get you everywhere but it doesnt always works with me, Mr. Husband.'

'Why will it not work on you though?'  He asked suddenly, sitting up from the bed and moving closer to me, my breath got caught in my throat as he gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

He looked deeply into my eyes, his gaze both intense and tender.

'Should I learn any more tricks that would work on you?' He said as he moved closer to me.

His proximity sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt the same feeling of weirdness I had felt before, something like subtle flutter of butterflies in my stomach. The playful banter had taken on a new, intimate tone, and I couldn't help but be captivated by the depth in his gaze, his light brown eyes.