ZARAH'S POV
As the day of our nikkah arrived, I found myself caught in a whirlwind of emotions, each moment tinged with anticipation and reflection. Standing before the mirror, adorned in traditional bridal attire, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
Today marked the culmination of a journey that began with silent admiration and evolved into a strategic alliance—an alliance that would bind me to Yasar Malik, a man whose strength and determination had captivated me from afar.
As I prepared for the ceremony, I stole glances at myself in the mirror, trying to calm the fluttering in my heart. My dark hair was intricately braided, adorned with delicate flowers, and my eyes, hidden behind a veil, reflected a myriad of emotions—hope, uncertainty, and a quiet resolve.
Walking down the aisle, accompanied by family and friends, I caught sight of Yasar waiting for me at the altar. His presence was reassuring, yet I knew that our union was more than just a personal commitment—it carried the weight of our shared ambitions and the complexities of our world.
As the officiant began the nikkah ceremony, and Maulvi asked him 1st.
Maulvi: "Yasar malik. Kya aap Zarah Bint Mustafa ko. Haq Meher 2cr 25hazzar rupee.tamam awam o ke samne apne haq me, apne marzi se?. yeh nikkah Qubool krte h?"
("Yasar Malik, do you accept, of your own free will, in front of all present, to marry Zarah Bint Mustafa with a dowry of 2 crore and 25 thousand rupees as agreed upon?")
Yasar: Qubool hein.
Maulvi: "Yasar malik. Kya aap Zarah Bint Mustafa ko. Haq Meher 2cr 25hazzar rupee.tamam awam o ke samne apne haq me, apne marzi se?. yeh nikkah Qubool krte h?"
Yasar: Qubool hein.
Maulvi: "Yasar malik. Kya aap Zarah Bint Mustafa ko. Haq Meher 2cr 25hazzar rupee.tamam awam o ke samne apne haq me, apne marzi se?. yeh nikkah Qubool krte h?"
Yasar: Qubool hein.
Maulvi: "Zarah Bint Mustafa. Kya aap Yasar malik.ko. Haq Meher 2cr 25hazzar rupee.tamam awam o ke samne apne haq me, apne marzi se?. yeh nikkah Qubool krte h?"
("Zarah Bint Mustafa, do you accept, of your own free will, in front of all present, to marry Yasar Malik with a dowry of 2 crore and 25 thousand rupees as agreed upon?")
Zarah: Qubool hein.
Maulvi: "Zarah Bint Mustafa. Kya aap Yasar malik.ko. Haq Meher 2cr 25hazzar rupee.tamam awam o ke samne apne haq me, apne marzi se?. yeh nikkah Qubool krte h?"
Zarah: Qubool hein.
Maulvi: "Zarah Bint Mustafa. Kya aap Yasar malik.ko. Haq Meher 2cr 25hazzar rupee. tamam awam o ke samne apne haq me, apne marzi se?. yeh nikkah Qubool krte h?"
Zarah: Qubool hein.
Maulvi: Mubarak ho aaj se aap dono miya biwi. Allahuma Ameen.
After that the nikkah nama (certificate) was brought and they both signed it, Zarah and Yasar were now officially husband and wife in the eyes of their faith.
As the moment came to unveil Zarah's dupatta, Yasar gently lifted the veil, revealing her face for the first time as his wife.
He whispered "Mashallah" in awe, and Zarah blushed with shyness at the tender gesture.
Sitting together, they intertwined their hands, seeking blessings from their families and well-wishers.
"Zarah," Yasar whispered, his voice soft yet resolute. "Together, we will carve our destiny."
Zarah nodded with a surge of gratitude and determination. "Yes, Yasar. Together."
she echoed in her mind, a psycho-obsessed female with a plan already unfolding behind her innocent facade.
In that moment, as they embarked on their journey as husband and wife, the weight of their vows and the promise of their shared future filled them with hope and resolve.
As we embraced, surrounded by loved ones, I knew that our journey was just beginning. Our nikkah was more than a formality—it was the foundation of a partnership built on trust, respect, and shared aspirations.
AUTHOR'S POV
After the nikkah ceremony and the joyful celebrations, Yasar and Zarah returned home together, their hearts full of anticipation for the new chapter of their lives as husband and wife.
As they entered their home, Zarah felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Everything seemed familiar yet different now that she was accompanied by Yasar, her partner in life.Yasar guided Zarah into their shared space, a blend of their individual belongings now harmoniously coexisting. Zarah looked around, feeling a sense of belonging and responsibility settling upon her shoulders.
After welcoming Zarah into their family with open hearts, Yasar's family embraced her warmly and proceeded with the post-marriage rituals and traditions.
Zarah was greeted by Yasar's parents, Hassan Malik and Naazish Jahan, who showered her with blessings and affection. They expressed their happiness at having her join their family and made her feel welcomed and cherished.
Yasar turned to Zarah with a warm smile, his eyes reflecting both affection and determination.
"Welcome home, Zarah," he said softly, his voice filled with sincerity.
Zarah returned Yasar's smile, feeling a surge of gratitude and happiness.
"Thank you, Yasar. I'm ready for this new journey with you."
Zunaid: Mummy, Papa. Bhabhi ke aate he Bhai ko badal dia"
("Mummy, Papa, bhabhi's arrival has changed my brother.")
Everyone laughed at his comment.
and zarah felt shy.
Saloni: Yeh toh shuruwat h. Abhi toh bss. aage dekho hota h kya
("This is just the beginning. Wait and see what happens next.")
naazish: bss kro tum dono inhe taang krna aajao rashmein kr lete h.
aajao beta.
("Enough teasing, both of you. Come on, let's go make arrangements."
"Come here, dear.")
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