Heyam attended the class controlling her trembling body with Saad as her teacher but not for once did she show her weakness. After her classes, she went to the gate expecting the driver to be there but found no one. Heyam could feel everyone's gaze on her as she was the only girl in the whole institute wearing a Western dress. It was very common incities. She never felt odd wearing them but here people were passing her judgemental looks and she was worried about Burhan's reaction as he told her to behave like a Sardarni and here people couldn't accept their Sardarni like that. Nobody recognized her as only elderly women saw the Sardarni no young women came to have except their family women. Suddenly she saw Saad walking towards her. She sat straight
"Lala is waiting outside" He announced walking past her as if he didn't know her
Heyam composed herself and walked towards the parking area. There she saw a luxury car covered by land cruisers. She walked towards the car and bent to see the person sitting inside the car from its window. Burhan opened the car angrily and eye gestured for her to sit inside the car. Heyam gulped and sat inside the car. Burhan started his car followed by all the others
"What did I say about dressing to you?" He asked tightening his grip on staring. Heyam could see his fingers turning while and her heart started beating fast
"Umm yo" She couldn't speak more
"I what Heyam?" He glared at her with his red eyes
"You" Heyam couldn't speak and started sniffing feeling scared
"I told you to cover your face. I give importance to my things Heyam. I treat them like a treasure and you're not a thing. You're my wife. Do you understand what does that mean? You're more special than everything in this world. You're my real treasure. And treasure can't be touched or seen by any random person but the king. You're my queen and my queen is very special to be seen by strangers. Because you're the most beautiful girl in this whole world I fear that someone will not look at you with so much respect, honor, love, purity, and admiration as I do. How would they when they don't know who you are? You're my world Heyam. You're mine Heyam" Burhan stopped the car in front of a flower stall and held her hands in his kissing her fingertips
"I am yours. I will always be yours only. Thank you for making me feel so special Burhan. I don't know if some women feel dominated by this but this is what I asked from Allah. I man like Sardar Burhan Khan" Heyam gave him a big smile wiping her tears
"And you're the woman I always wished for Mrs. Sardar Burhan Khan" Burhan smiled and got out of the car. Heyam covered her face with a hijab. He came inside with a huge fresh rose Buckley and gave it to Heyam which she accepted while giggling
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"Thank you" She muttered blushing hard
"My pleasure" Burhan smiled showing his dimples and started driving
Heyam picked up a rose and placed it behind his ear while laughing making him nod his head in disbelief "You're looking like a cute little girl"
Burhan took that rose in his hand and placed it into his kurta's front pocket. Heyam kept her hand under her chin and started staring at him making him nervous due to his introverted nature
