Chapter 3

*Edited by MarvellousAngel*

Imman POV

I had a positive feeling that this girl was going to be my daughter in law. Insha'Allah. I never saw my son looked in the direction of any girl with this type of interest. She was dancing with her cousins I guess.

When everyone was busy with ritual, I saw her sit on a couch alone. I made my way toward her. She looked at me smiling. I greeted her, "Assalam o Alaikum! Masha'Allah you are looking very beautiful."

She started blushing. She said, "Walikum Assalam! Thank you."

I chuckled and introduced myself, "My name is Imman. Imman Ahmed. Whats your name?"

"umm....uh-uh Aiman Salim." she said still blushing.

"Masha'Allah thats pretty name for a pretty girl just like you." I said.

"Thanks aunty."

She is Masha'Allah very beautiful. A lady came toward us I guess Aiman's mother. Aiman introduced us then excused herself.

"Masha'Allah your daughter is very beautiful." I said.

"Thank you." Rania said.

"Did you find someone for her?" I asked.

"No. We are looking for someone who will take good care of my princess. She has really fragile heart made of glass (she sigh) I just don't want someone to break my daughter heart." she said with so much emotions.

I thought I heard her mumbled to herself a small 'again'. She asked about myself and told me about her family. She was really friendly.

In between our talks we exchanged our number. Then I was assuming her husband called her and she excused herself. I went and sat with my family and started talking with Shifa. She was Hameed and Adeel's mother.

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Bilal POV

I saw my angel and my mom was talking with each other. Everyone was talking with each other at our table. I saw angel blushing really hard and looking more adorable. I really wished in future I made her blush like this. Insha'Allah.

Then one lady I assumed her mother came and started talking with each other and then my angel went out. I frowned and excused myself and went out. I saw her taking deep breath and close her eyes. I didn't know what gotten in me when I took a picture of her when she was smiling.

I knew it was not good to take anyone's picture like that but I couldn't stop myself. I deeply wished to make it halal. When she turned around, I quickly shoved my phone in my pocket. When she realized I was staring at her, she slightly blushed and raised her eyebrow at me. A smirk made its way on my face.

I quickly cleared my throat and said, "Assalam o Alaikum! Sorry I didn't mean to stare at you. I just come here for fresh air."

"Walikum Assalam! It's ok. Well I also come here for fresh air." she said in sweet and angelic voice.

Then there were complete silence in air. She also note it to which she moved from one foot to another and looked down. I again cleared my throat to gain her attention and wanted to end this silence. She looked up at me then quickly looked down.

I introduced myself, "My name is Bilal."

She shyly said, "My name is Aiman."

I liked her name. Masha'Allah her name was just as beautiful as she was.

She excused herself with her shuttering, "I-I ha-ave to go. It's nice to meet you."

She quickly rushed away,  hiding her face with her hair. But I saw her blushing. I chuckle and said quietly 'me too' and went where my family sat and sat with them.

"Whats happened beta tell us something that makes you smile like this?" said Raza uncle Hameed and Adeel's dad.

Everyone in our table looked in my direction. I quickly looked away and feeling heat on my neck and ears. My siblings and their spouse started teasing me.

"Oh! I know I know this is because of our soon to be bhabi." said my idiot brother.

"Shut up." I said.

"Really who is she? I am very happy for you son that finally you like someone. My blessings are always with you." said Shifa aunty.

"Thanks aunty." I said.

My mom said, "Her name is Aiman. MashAllah she is very beautiful."

"How you know about her name mom?" said Afreen.

"I talked with her and her mom. She is single. Her mom is looking for someone who can take care of her. I was now thinking of asking her hand for our Bil." Mom said while laughing at my nickname.

She knew how much I hated that nick name. I groaned. Everyone started laughing with her.

"That's a great idea, dear." said my dad.

Now waiters were serving food to everyone. We ate quietly and with little talking. It was more like ladies gossips while us boys quietly listened to them.

Now dad was talking to Yousaf uncle and some other men and motioned me to come and introduced them to me. I was a CEO and I had to socialize myself with my dad's old partners.

Everyone was start leaving except Yousaf uncle relatives. They also made us to stay. They were all playing games then I saw my angel Aiman sitting in a circle where young people were sitting and playing antakshari.

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Aiman POV

While I was taking deep breath out there, I felt someone watching me. I quickly turned around and a handsome looking man watching me. I raised my eyebrow at him. He talked with me. Then there were completely silence. I really felt shy whenever I talked with stranger.

He then cleared his throat while I was looking down. I look up at him then quickly again look down. He introduced himself with me and I told him my name. I quickly excused myself because my face was now turning tomato red. While excusing I was shuttering.

Ya Allah!!! I probably made myself a fool in front of him. I quickly rushed inside looking down and hiding my face with my hairs. I sat with my cousins. We were all talking about our life well most probably married life.

There were just 5 of us who were unmarried me, my brother Atif who was 20, Mustafa who was 23, Afeefa who was same age as me. Mustafa loved Afeefa and she also loved him back. The way they looked at each other everytime told everything to everyone. And Tehzeeb who is 19. She was the younger in us.

Now everyone at table started eating food. All the guests except our whole family and some people I assumed bare papa's (Yousaf) friends left. We all are sitting in a circle dividing into two groups start playing antakshari. My group start with alphabet H. They all start singing 'Hue bechain'. Ahhh my one of the favorite song.

hue bechain pehli baar

humne raaz ye jaana

mohabbat mein koi aashiq

kyon ban jata hai deewana

agar iqraar ho jaaye

kisi se pyaar ho jaaye

baRa mushkil hota hai

dil ko samjhaana

hue bechain pehli baar

humne raaz ye jaana

mohabbat mein koi aashiq

kyon ban jata hai deewaana

tasavvur ke haseen lamhe

tera ehsaas karte hain

tera jab zikr aata hai

to milne ko taRapte hain

hamaara haal na poochho

ki duniya bhool baiThe hain

chale aao tumhare bin

na marte hain na jeete hain

'N' they said. We all are thinking of a song. The game continous like this. They give us 'H' every song that starts woth H was now all sung. Then I started singing 'Honthon me aisi bat'. Even elders are now singing with me.

Honthon me aisi bat

Honthon me aisi bat

Mai dabaake chali aayi

Khul jaaye wohi bat toh

Duhaayi hai duhaayi

Honthon me aisi bat

Mai dabaake chali aayi

Khul jaaye wohi bat toh

Duhaayi hai duhaayi

Ha re ha bat jisame pyar

Toh hai jaher bhi hai hay

Honthon me aisi bat

Mai dabaake chali aayi

Khul jaaye wohi bat

Toh duhaayi hai duhaayi

It was 11:25 p.m now. It was time for us to leave too. Actually one of my jiju owned this hall so we could stay as long as we wanted. Now we all were tired.

Tomorrow monring was Nikkah at Badshahi Mosque. So elders had to be there as we youngsters were not invited, we could enjoy more but now we all were tired too.

So everyone was leaving I said 'Allah Hafiz' to everyone on my way.

Dad has to stay with bare papa. So me, mom and Atif left. I also saw Imman aunty and quickly went toward her and said, "Allah Hafiz aunty."

"Ahh!!! Aiman I hope we meet tomorrow again InshAllah. Well meet them they are my daughter Rabbia and Afreen and my best friend and also Rabbia's mother in law and Afreen's soon to be mother in law. And this little angel Iqra Rabbia's daughter."

"Assalam o Alaikum!" I said to everyone.

They quickly greeted me back. "Zo you arl dat angul ewryone tolking about ad foget about me. But you know wht I forgve you bcus you arl rely pre-pre.... Uhhh pre-pertty yes yes pretty you arl pretty."(So you are that angel everyone talks about and forget about me. But you know what I forgive you because you are really pre-pre.... Uhhh pre-pertty yes yes pretty you are pretty.) said little Iqra.

Slightly blushing, I said while taking her in my arms, "Aaww.... Thanks you know you are also pretty more than me."

"Really?" she said in awe.

I giggled and said, "yes really."

When I looked up, everyone was also looking at me in awe and shock. I looked at them confusingly.

Then Rabbia said while taking dozing Iqra in her arms with a smile, "She isn't behaving friendly with everyone when she met them. But she did that with you she really likes you thats mean."

Now everyone was looking at me with smiling and I started blushing.

"I...I have to go. Insha'Allah we will meet tomorrow. Its really nice to meeting you all. Allah Hafiz."

"Allah Hafiz"

They all said while Imman aunty hugged me and kissed me on the cheeks and smiled at me. I smiled back at her and went out and reached parking lot and take my car towards the gate where mom and Atif are standing.

When I stopped in front of them, they sit in the car. We all went to our house. I quickly entered in my room and changed in my night clothes and laid on my bed and slept after offer Isha prayer.

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