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Ignored Innocent Heart novel Chapter 30

Third Person’s POV

The atmosphere in the Shah Villa was quite tense. Elders and Rayaan were busy in some discussion which was supposed to be attended by Zamid and Zayn too but they were not present. They made the excuse of some last minute preparations for Reception while all the other boys of the house were scattered here and there. Hana was still in university and she will be back at 3PM after her exam and the other girls of the house were at beauty Saloon with Zeeniya so that they can get ready for the day.

At almost 1PM, Zamid and Rayaan along with some drivers went to pick the girls up from saloon. They got home first so that they can reach the venue with full family. The whole family set to reach the venue for reception as the reception was a grand deal as there were lots of guests. All the friends of groom and bride and family were there. Some other friends were also there. There were 700 guests and it was a combine function again as everyone wanted to meet the first daughter-in-law of the next generation. It was a huge deal for their family because of their reputation and all the connections.

Food was already served when hana reached the venue from her university. She was again in her abaya and she got ready in the washroom of the venue. Hiba decided to talk to hana about Rayaan’s proposal after Reception of Zamid’s.

Hana’s POV

‘Finally! This university life is really tiring! I don’t know how long I can live this life! Uff! Bae mjhay to shadi krni hai ab! Tab hi meri jaan chhutni hai is university say! (I just want to get married now! Only then I will be free from this university!)’ I thought after getting in the backseat of the car. The driver was driving me to the reception venue so I looked outside for all this time.

“Kesa raha ap ka din Hana bibi? (How was your day Hana ma’am?)” The driver asked. It was a new thing as the workers don’t really talk to me.

“Alhamdulillah! Bilkul sahi guzra! (Thanks to God! It was perfect!)” I replied from the back with a shrug but I was still confused as it seems like the driver uncle was trying to say something else too and he was looking happy.

‘Maybe he is getting leave or maybe because he got some bonus due to Zamid Bhai’s marriage!’ I thought with a shrug and again looked outside.

After we reached the venue, I got out of the car and made my way in the hall. When I entered the hall, the food was being served. I looked here and there for mamma and when I found her, I made my way to her. When I was making my way to her, I found my other family members looking at me in a weird way. I felt really awkward.

‘Maybe they have constipation or diarrhea!’ I thought.

‘But how is it possible for everyone to get constipation or diarrhea at the same time!’ I again thought and then shrugged as anything is possible as we can never challenge Allah. He can do anything and at any time.

“Assalamualaikum Mamma! Where are my clothes? Did you bring them?” I greeted and asked after reaching her. Mamma turned towards me and smiled at me! ‘It seems like she is very happy to see me!’

Mamma grabbed my hands in her excitement and pulled me for a tight hug.

“Huh! What happened mamma! You okay! I know I am very beautiful and you love me more than Zayn bhai and Zamid bhai but still! Why you seem so excited?” I asked cheekily. At this, mamma chuckled and finally pulled away from the hug. She was still holding me from my arms in a soft grip. ‘She is always like this! My bestest mother!’

“Yes I love you more than them but don’t tell them!” Mamma said and winked at me. I laughed at that as Zayn bhai’s annoyed face comes in my mind.

“Acha (Okay) leave all this and go, get ready! Your clothes are in this bag and there is some makeup too that you can use paint your ajeeb (Weird) face! Look at all those dark circles! Go and apply some makeup on them to cover them all! Now go!” Mamma said and gave me a shopping bag which contains my clothes and other accessories. I took the bag and went towards the ladies washroom.

I got ready in my beautiful, navy blue gown with a silver dupatta and a light blue hijab. I put on my silver 6-inch heels and did some makeup to cover my dark circles. I put on wing eyeliner and some highlighter on my cheeks, nose and outline of lips. Then I applied baby pink lipstick and I was done with the makeup. I put my abaya and the other clothes in the bag and went out.

It was not really difficult for me to walk in heels but they get tiring after a while. ‘Why is it had to be heels? Mamma should have brought my flats! I just hope that I don’t fall in them and embarrass myself in front of the guests.’ I thought with a pout.

As I was making my way towards mamma, I bumped into someone. I grasped and was gonna fall down but the person grabbed me from my forearms and stabled me. I looked up and it was Rayaan Bhai.

“Zayn please! Apna gussa apnay tak rakho! Hana pr nikalnay ki koi zaroorat nhi h! (Keep your anger to your self! No need to take it out on Hana!)” Mamma scolded zayn bhai. I was getting really scared now. I have never seen Zayn bhai this much angry.

Zayn bhai just silently nodded and went back to the males’ side.

“Chalo bachay! (Let’s go, daughter!) Let’s meet everyone!” mamma said and she introduced me to some of the ladies and then we went to the stage where Zeeniya bhabhi (Sister-in-law) was siting with her mother and some cousins. I started chating with bhabhi and her cousins. I enjoyed their company a lot. I took lots of pictures on my camera with them as I was noting that my own appis (Sisters) were not asking me to take pictures of them.

‘Well, what can I do! I know that they all are going to do something weird to me but what it is going to be, I don’t know! I am having a very bad feeling about it! I hope everything remains good for me! Ameen!’ I thought with a shudder and prayed for myself at the end as I always get the harsh treatment after their pranks. I don’t like to embarrass myself! Especially infront of Rayaan bhai!

I always feel and behave strange whenever Rayaan bhai is present and I feel really embarrassed when someone taunts or scolds me infront of bhai Rayaan!

‘But why do I feel weird whenever he looks at me or I look at him? Why I become alert even when his name is spoken?’ I thought with a frown on my face.

‘Oh my God! Why am I thinking like the females of my novels! Why am I thinking like when they think about their crushes or boyfriends? Oh Allah! Please forgive me for my haram thoughts! I’m sorry Allah gee! I’ll have to wash my brain with soap to clean it up! Allah gee please clean my head! Ameen!’ I gasped and thought all this. I totally think that I’m going crazy. I will have to stop reading these books. Zayn bhai was definitely right when he said that I will go crazy someday if I’ll keep reading those books.

‘Speaking of Zayn bhai, what is wrong with him? Why was he so angry with Rayaan bhai? What happened between them?’ I thought but dismissed all this and started to talk with all the ladies. They showed me a video of Zamid bhai. I was shocked to see this side of Zamid bhai. I never knew that he can smile too! In the video, he was smiling and confessing his love to Zeeniya bhabhi but instead got a sandle thrown at his face from zeeniya bhabhi’s Dado because he confessed his love on the wrong window. I can hear laughter of girls in the video as it seems like all the girls were laughing at bhai. Even bhabhi!

‘HEHEHE! It’s so hilarious to see him like this and I can see that he had his whole body covered from head to toe like a thief! It’s a good thing that bhabhi’s dado had not seen bhai’z face or else he would be very embarrassed in all the functions. I will blackmail him one day! HEHEHE’ I thought while laughing and got the video in my phone.

And all the function went just like that and we went back home after all the guests have left. Bhabhi had also went with her parents as it is some sort of a tradition that the girl has to go back with her parents on reception and then the next day, the groom has to go and bring his wife back to his place.

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