Chapter Sixty Nine
Ahmed was admiring her wife looking at her in admiration, he regretted not seeing here on their wedding but was content seeing her now.
The function was completed and everyone retired to their respective rooms.
The second day after mayoun came henna function, the manor was once again lit up in all forms of fairy lights and flowers, this time there was no couple forced or sad.
Everyone was happy and content with how everything was going smoothly, the two brides we're getting ready for their henna function. The males of the family we're kicked out and was informed to see their brides tomorrow at reception.
Clad in green skirt and a shirt till her waist with sequence work on it Sahaan sat bare face at her henna as she didn't want to wash her henna for removing her makeup.
The beautiful swirls on her arms and palms were slowly turning maroon, the complicated design once depicted the hardships they went through but now they were as smooth as the maroon hue on the patterns.
Once again, his name on her palms were written but this time it was different, she felt peace seeing his name written them as if it was meant to be, and indeed it was.
"From backyard’s door." As soon as the words come out of Ahmed’s mouth Sahaan slaps his shoulder.
"Get up now and go from here." Saying this, she tries to pull him up but instead he pushes her, whose back collide with the headrest of bed with Ahmed hovering over her.
Ahmed deeply looks into her eyes, his eyes glistening in love and pure adoration towards the miniature whom he calls his wife.
His manly arm snakes around her waist pulling her closer to him making her breathe hitch, he leans down to place his lips on her when Sahaan puts her henna clad palm on his lips. He tries to remove her hand but she tightens it on his mouth.
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