"I swear, if anyone dares to piss me off, I won't tolerate it."
Isra hissed, grabbing her bag, getting ready to go to the Hotel where the Reception ceremony would take place after the Wedding.
"Even if your Boss?" Emraz said in amusement from behind, closing his arms at his chest, watching her with a smirk.
"Ah! You scared me, Sir." She sighed, shaking her head.
"Where are you going, Fireball?" He asked teasingly.
"I am going to the Hotel, tomorrow is the wedding and you should take a day off and go home or else both Hoor and Hoorain would be angry." She told him, tying her hair in a messy bun, taking her things and walking out after locking her cabin.
"I know, I just had an important meeting for a new project. I thought about giving it to you." He paused.
"No. I already have another upcoming one." She frowned.
He chuckled, "Just kidding, I gave it to Natasha. I just wanted to tell you to go to the Hotel to check things for the final time, it seems like you are doing it already." He smiled observing her form.
She smiled back, "Yeah. Okay then, I have to go."
"Good work today." He said and left.
Isra then fixed her messy form and went to the Hotel to check up on everything as tomorrow she will barely get time to do it properly so she wanted to make sure things are perfect as Hoor imagined.
"Watching the list of things, " talking to the hotel's staff where the Reception was going to be held.
"The Wedding is in the afternoon and reception would start after a break of two hours and I don't want any compromise in it." She explained sternly to the hotel's staff.
"Entertainers would be ours as well."
"We understand Ma'am, you don't have to worry about anything, Ma'am. Everything will be as you explained." The manager passed her a smile, assuring her.
"Hmm." She hummed, moving away. "I hope things go well." She said after taking a long breath. "Don't worry, they will."
Finally after being assured things are fine and everything is going pretty well, Isra went home.
"Oh, you're early." Zain turned his face to her, putting the book he was reading down, "Yeah. I am finally free." She smiled, putting her bag down and sitting on the other side of the couch.
"Zain.." Isra poked him with her index finger, making a cute pout, "I am not going to make any shake." He told her, still reading his book.
"Come on, at least make sachet juice.. Please." She smiled sweetly at him.
"I am temporarily deaf." He replied, turning the page.
"I am exhausted, please dear brother." She smiled, passing him a faint smile.
"I am also tired so why don't you take this tired form to your room, freshen up.." He turned to her, lips curling upwards.
Her face lit up in glee but he continued, "And make shake for both of us." He smiled and went to his room, making her frown and mumble curse at him.
She went to her room and freshened up, relaxed a bit after taking a shower and made mango shake for both her brother and herself. Passing time by sleeping.
At Ahmed's household, Rayan was on the rooftop, looking at the sky, lost in his unfathomable thoughts which are evoking an undesirable sensation he was trying to resist but each passing second knocks substantial vexations.
Smiling faintly to himself, remember the Mehendi event occupying him with enthrallment. Lighting up his cigarette, he put it to his mouth, taking a long inhale from it, resting his elbows on the railing while looking at the front view of their mansion.
"You're smoking again." Emraz's voice came from behind with a feeble smile, coming to him, standing just like him. Rayan laughed a little, shaking his head, "Yeah..."
"Any reason?" He asked, turning his face to him. "Just wanted to."
"Don't lie, you only smoke when something bothers you.. Is it about Hoor?" He asked. "No, I am sure, she will live happily with Haider. They struggled for their love a lot so they deserve it. I know she will be happy with him... I am just... I don't know, Bhai" He said but the glint of distress was clear in his tone.
"Now that's new." He smirked, moving close to his face, "Is it about Sateesha?" He asked, moving away and leaning on the railing, closing his arms at his chest.
Rayan only shrugged and Emraz laughed a little.
"What?" Rayan asked, raising a brow.
"Nothing, I guess it is about you two."
"Leave us." He sighed, "What about you? You are next in line after Hoor." Rayan smirked. Emraz laughed, "Thanks for the reminder."
"Do you have a girl in mind?" Rayan asked, smirking. "Hmm... I don't know."
"You're saying you are fine with an arranged marriage?" Rayan asked, narrowing his eyes in bewilderment.
"I mean if the partner is to my liking and we mutually understand each other so why not?" Emraz shrugged his shoulders, speaking casually.
"But, do you have a girl in mind?" Rayan insisted, wanting to know if there is a girl he likes or not.
"What happened? Why are you so eager for it?" Emraz nervously asked. "Come on, tell me, Bhai." He asked. Chuckling Emraz took the cigarette from his hand and crushed it under his foot.
"Nope." He smiled and Rayan sighed in relief, putting his hand over his chest.
"You seemed relieved." He arched a brow at his representation of solace. "Oh, no. It's nothing." He shook his head in denial, putting his hand in the air anxiously.
"If you say so. Anyways, come down and ready to hear scolding from Dad for this." He told him, pointing at the cigarette and left.
"Yeah.." He smiled timidly, scratching the back of his neck as Emraz left.
Rayan looked outside for a few seconds again with a deadpan expression hardening his features he spoke to himself, "No one... hmm?"
"It's better if there isn't." He said and went back.
~•~
"Do you, Hoor Ahmed, take Haider Wardak as your lawfully wedded Husband?" The Priest asked. Hoor smiled at her soon-to-be husband and said firmly, "I do."
"Do you Haider Wardak take Hoor Ahmed as your lawfully wedded Wife?"
He smirked, "I do."
"I pronounce you as Husband and Wife! May God bring endless happiness in your path! You may now kiss the Bride!" After the enunciation, everyone began to cheer for the new couple.
"Woo!"
Isra cheered from behind, grinning and clapping.
They gradually pulled away, Hoor threw the bouquet and Isra caught it, her elation faltered by the sudden call, wiping the smile off her face in stagger.
"What? No." She quickly said, giving it to someone else after registering what happened.
"Good Luck~" Hoor winked and walked away with her husband.
"I won't let it happen!" She shouted, pouting, closing her arms at her chest.
"Seems like your number is next." Rayan teased her from behind, deepening her frown.
She turned to him furiously, "I don't need you to tell me this. These mere flowers can't decide my future." She told him sternly, pushing her hair from her shoulder to back, walking away.
Rayan shifted and came to her front, taking a step closer, smirking, "What if it's true?"
"Why don't you leave it at that time?" She smirked back.
"Besides, your other half is there, don't bother me. I am busy." She told him, pointing at Zain who was talking to Hoorain.
"God have mercy on your partner." He mumbled, walking away, her jaw dropped.
"Excuse me, Mr Rayan Ahmed, for your kind information, I know how to handle my private life and future partner, you don't have to meddle."
She told him sternly, knitting her brows together in a grimace, displeased at his words.
"Well, I am going to my other half." He laughed.
"Isra! There you are." Emraz called her, coming to her. "Yes, Sir?"
"You're late again, you're supposed to leave with Hoor, go." He told her. She held her forehead.
"Oh shit, I forgot." She moved back, lifting her grey lehenga embroidered with golden color.
"Exactly. Now go." He motioned her to leave.
"Yeah, I am." She nodded, walking away.
Emraz sighed, shaking his head in disappointment, "This girl is just..."
"Ah one thing, Sir." She stopped and smiled at Emraz, "What now?"
"Teach some manners to Zain's soulmate." She clicked her tongue at Rayan, making his mouth gaped.
"Hey, you-"
Before he could speak, she laughed a little and ran away, taking car keys from Zain and going to the hotel.
"Seriously, this woman." Rayan exhaled, trying to keep his cool.
"Who told you to hire her?" Emraz chuckled. "I did it because she knows my taste and does things according to my preference." He shrugged, making a sour face.
"Then bear with it."
‘I have been doing it for as long as I can remember.'
He thought, putting his hand in his pocket taking a step back and watching the way she was leaving. Humming to his Brother's word.
"I am also leaving, take Sateesha and come as well." Emraz told him and left as Rayan didn't react, only watched Isra leaving between the crowd quickly.
As he was espying the traces she left, going far away from him and he couldn't help but to link his gaze with air and she was no longer is sight but his heart surely unaware of one thing;
He is spellbound.
