As soon as Hamza had agreed to get married, Batool thought of visiting Shiza because that girl had strictly told Batool that she would help her in finding a girl for Hamza. Shiza was a good girl. Batool would've loved to take her as her daughter-in-law but both Shiza and Hamza already consider themselves as siblings. Hamza looks after her. Even once he told Batool that Shiza was just like his younger sister whom he always wanted because Hafsa was older and a little distant from him.Batool stared at Hooriya. The girl seemed nervous. Even Batool was nervous. She just hopes Hamza likes her. Because if Hamza agrees only then Batool can ask for Hooriya's hand in marriage for Hamza. What if she asks for Hooriya's hand now and later Hamza declines? That would not be acceptable.Batool was so happy when Hamza agreed to the marriage. It was like her dream had come true. Hamza was beyond confused and shocked. What was his mother doing at Salaar's place and why did she call him to come there?

She couldn't sleep the whole night. She kept tossing and turning. Whenever she tried to close her eyes his obsidian eyes would flash in her head and she couldn't help but think about him, just like that the whole night passed with open eyes.The next morning Shiza was there at the door banging like a crazy buffoon. Hooriya groggily got out of the bed as she padded to the door and unlocked it, she barely even opened the door before the energetic girl was barging into the room."Girl. It's your wedding tonight." Shiza chirped happily as Hooriya rubbed her eyes to get rid of the tiredness. Grabbing her shoulders Shiza gave her a rough yank. "Wake up, sleepy head. Good morning, bride. Hooriya. Hooriya. Say something. Hooriya." Hooriya's eyes were wide now with all the rough rattling as she stared at Shiza weirdly."You look like a crazy person," Hooriya murmured lazily."AHhhhhhh!" Shiza let out a shrill squeal which caused Hooriya to flinch back badly as she covered her ears to save h

He moved back as he let go of her hands. She noticed he took out his phone and clicked her picture. She looked up at him startled with cherry lips slightly parted as he clicked another picture.He didn't say anything about why he took her pictures. "You can change if you want," He said and she gave him a quick nod, still confused.Hamza got off the bed as he walked to the walk-in closet and grabbed his nightwear and trekked into the ensuite bathroom.Hooriya sat on the edge of the bed as she began to undo the pins on her head.A few minutes later the door opened and her eyes whipped up in his direction. He was wearing sweats with a loose t-shirt.He looked at her and she immediately dropped her gaze. This was the first time she saw him in such clothes.He walked up to her. His hair was slightly wet as if he had taken a shower and here she hadn't even gotten rid of all the pins in her veil and hair.She was mercilessly pulling at the pin when her hands halted feeling his warm palms hov

Liar.He had said that he would be back in a day or two but she couldn't help but think how he mentioned a day or two and look at him. Gone for four days now.It was not that she cared but this was so careless of him. He didn't even call Aunt Batool to inform her about his whereabouts. Hooriya got to know about his well-being through Aunt Batool who had received Farhan's call. He informed his aunt that Hamza was fine and the workload was too much for him to even make a call.Hooriya didn't care much that he didn't call her. He must be busy no doubt and it wasn't like she was expecting a call from him. Not at all.But she was truly worried about him because she didn't know if he went for his business work or the Mafia work. She didn't want to think about it but the slightest thought that she married a mafia king in disguise of a wealthy businessman and now an emerging politician was crazy enough to drive her down the lane of overthinking.Aunt Batool was very angry at Hamza for leavin

Hooriya settled down on the couch. She has made up her mind that she would sleep on the couch. Hamza told Batool that he had returned just as his work finished there. And he looked really tired. He needed a lot of rest.She knew once he found her awake he would threaten her to sleep on the bed so she lay down on the couch and waited for him to come back. She was small so she was comfortable even on the couch.Within a few minutes, she heard footsteps and the door opened. She abruptly shut her eyes and normalized her breathing pretending to be asleep.She felt his presence in the room. And then she heard the door closing. He was in the restroom. She peeked at the door and sighed. She just hoped he would sleep on the bed without creating a ruckus.He was back and then she felt his eyes on her. She knew he was close. Her eyes shot open in surprise when she felt his arms snaking under her as he picked her up in a bridal style."W...what are you doing?" She stammered, placing her hand on h