Her friend went ahead and asked her cousin for help. Aamiya felt nervous when she saw him walking towards her, she was in the sight of Asfand.
“Hey, I’m Ahmad.” The man chuckled softly, but Aamiya wasn't feeling any better. The man laughed a little and said, “Smile, at least. You won’t be convincing anyone like this.” Aamiya jolted and started talking to him. Sometime later, she saw Asfand looking at the both of them. Talking to Ahmad, she realized that he wasn’t a bad man at all, but she couldn't think of him as anything more than her friend.
Asfand saw Aamiya talking to Ahmad, he knew the guy but still didn’t like it. Nonetheless, he kept himself from saying anything. The party went on. He gifted her a new mobile phone, since he knew that she wanted to change hers for a while now, but didn't have enough time to.
Around 11.4pm, Asfand went to Aamiya’s room. She was already fast asleep, as Asfand sat beside her and pulled her hair away from her face. He gently kissed her forehead and mumbled
“Happy birthday, Doll.”
She shuffled a bit and then went right back to sleep. Asfand smiled, knowing she won't wake up because of how tired she was. Lost in thoughts, his smile faltered. He didn't want her thinking about someone else. He had loved her for as long as he could remember, maybe even when he was unaware of what love was. He couldn't imagine ever hurting her, his biggest weakness was her tears. He had never thought of another girl and didn't want her to think of someone else either.
“My life.” He mumbled softly and got up to leave.
The next day, he told Aamiya about his plan during breakfast.
“I have already finished up my work. And as another birthday gift to you, I have planned a trip to Murree for us. You've been wanting to go, right? Asfand asked finally.
Aamiya’s excitement peaked. She loved traveling; she was also well aware that Asfand would take her to other areas as well.
“Yes!!” She squealed.
Asfand had already spoken to Dad regarding the trip, he trusted Asfand blindly with her security. It wasn't new for them to go away on trips.
“I will ask Noor Ali to clean the cottage.” Mama said, talking about the holiday cottage they owned in Murree.
“Finish packing, we’ll leave by evening.” Asfand said, getting up.
As per planning, they left in the evening. They had their dinner in a restaurant where Aamiya decided to bring up Ahmad.
“Have you met Ahmad from the party?” Aamiya asked.
Asfand glanced at her, then quickly averted his eyes.
“Your friend's cousin?”
“Yes. He was really nice, even asked for my number.” Aamiya fibbed a little at the end.
Asfand halted the car right in the middle of the road, but quickly started moving again. He didn't say anything for the rest of their journey. When they finally reached the cottage, Asfand got out of the car and spoke to Noor Ali. He asked Noor Ali to leave for his home after making sure that everything was prepared.
Aamiya had gone inside, and was sitting in the lounging area when Asfand entered and took a seat beside her. His face was wiped off of any emotions.
"Did you give your number to Ahmed?" Asfand inquired, not quite looking at her.
"No, not yet." Aamiya replied, turning towards him. "But I like him a lot." She continued.
When Asfand turned toward her, the hurt was evident in his dark eyes.
"You can't." Asfand mumbled as he stood up.
Aamiya also got up, behind him and stopped him from moving by holding his hand.
"Why?" She asked. “Why can't I? What is it that I'm not aware of?" She shouted.
Asfand turned and grabbed her by her shoulders.
"Because you are my wife."
Aamiya was shocked. Asfand’s eyes were full of rage.
“No. That's not possible, you're lying. Yes, I admit I lied about licking Ahmad to find out what is being hidden from me, but I refuse to believe this.” She spoke, taking a step back.
Relief washed over his face, he didn't want anyone else on her mind and heart. But with relief came confusion.
“I didn't want her to find out about the marriage like this. How am I going to handle this now?” He thought.
Asfand's rational thoughts gave up on him when he took Aamiya's hand and pulled her close to him."Aamiya, I love you." He declared.Aamiya was shocked to the core when she pushed him away. She didn't like the confusion she felt hearing his words."You have lost it, Asfi. Are you aware of what you're saying? I don't want to talk to you anymore." She cried out and left for her room., hurt by his words for some reason.Aamiya wasn't feeling alright after she had yelled at Asfand. They had never before fought, this was a first. "I don't know what has gotten into him. Why is he suddenly saying all of that?" She thought and cried herself to sleep that night.Asfand was restless as well, he hadn't anticipated such a reaction.The next morning, Aamiya left her room all dressed up."I want to go home; I don't want to spend another minute with you here." She spoke, not looking at him.Asfand sighed and leaned back in his chair. " Aamiya, stop b
“Aamiya, calm down. What he’s saying is true.” Her father spoke, hesitantly.Aamiya couldn’t control herself anymore and stood up, “This isn’t funny, Dad.”“You are in his Nikkah. Your Nikkah was done when you were 3 years old.” Her mother declared softly. Asfand sat there, quietly listening and staring at her. He had always known about the Nikkah. This was decided by his parents, as if they knew they wouldn’t live much longer.His parents had always been open with him, he had even seen pictures of their Nikah.It was his decision to refrain from telling Aamiya about their Nikah, he wanted her to lead a normal life, without the pressure of their Nikah.Aamiya didn’t understand what was happening around her, “I don’t believe there was a Nikah. I’m not married to anyone.” She shouted and ran away to her room.She refused to talk to anyone, locking herself in her room all day. When she didn’t come to dinner the following night, Dad started to get worrie
Aamiya's mother returned to her room and sat on the bed, beside her husband, "Have you seen Asfand? Your daughter is hurting herself and my son by doing all this." She said, exasperated.Aamiya's father sighed, "I don't think Aamiya is going to see reason like this. We are going to have to intertwine.""If the marriage is held now, with all customs. Maybe she wouldn't put up a fight anymore. She may accept him in the nearer future." Her mother took a deep breath. "I can't see them like this anymore, hurting so much. Make Aamiya agree somehow, even if you have to be strict for now." Dad nodded.The next evening, Aamiya was reading a book when her father knocked on her door and walked in. She sat up, let her legs hang off the bed. Her father came and sat near her."Aamiya, why are you doing all this?" Dad asked her gently.Tears filled her eyes, "What am I doing, Dad? I can't accept what all of you are saying."Her father sighed, "He is your h
“Maybe, just maybe we’re being unfair to Aamiya forcing her into this. What if she doesn’t want Asfand as her husband?” Her father spoke to her mom.“You haven't seen the way she is these days. She can’t stand a day without him and you are going on about her not accepting him. She just needs to accept the truth and start thinking of him as her husband. She’ll be fine.”Asfand spoke to Dad, he said that the wedding was a must if he wanted Aamiya to accept him anytime soon.The wedding took place 15 days later. Aamiya looked gorgeous and didn’t put up much of a fight after she had seen their childhood Nikah pictures. She didn’t know what she wanted, the right of choosing her spouse was taken from her. She stopped thinking and let things go with their flow.On their wedding night, Aamiya and Asfand entered the room and quietly got ready to sleep. Aamiya hadn’t spoken much to him. She looked so forlorn sitting on the bed, that Asfand couldn’t handle it. He
They reached Murree around midnight. Asfand took the keys from Noor Ali and asked him to leave. Aamiya was really tired, she changed into her night suit and went to bed. When Asfand entered the room after checking around the house, he saw Aamiya stretched out on the bed, wiggling her slightly red toes.He sat on the bed and asked her, “What’s wrong?” He was dead tired himself.“My feet hurt, I am never going to wear heels again.” She muttered softly, pouting.Asfand let out a low chuckle, he was aware that Aamiya didn’t like wearing heels, she couldn't stand the pain afterwards. Afand took her feet, placed them in his lap and started rubbing them gently.Aamiya tried to pull her feet away, “Asfi, please don’t.”Asfand looked at her sharply, “Why? I don’t think comforting you is going to make me any less of a man.” He spoke and Aamiya went silent.Aamiya enjoyed the massage for a while and then said, “I feel better now. Asfi, please stop.”
The next morning, Asfand was getting ready for the meeting, when Aamiya went to him.“I don’t want to stay here alone.” She pouted. Asfand turned towards her and kissed her forehead.“I will be back before lunch.” He tried to make her understand.“Take me with you.” She said, fluttering her eyelashes.“I will be busy, you’ll only be bored.” Asfand said.“Please.” She pleaded and Asfand conceded.“Ok. Get ready. We’ll even do lunch and shopping after.” He said.“You’re the best, Asfi!” Aamiya exclaimed and placed a quick kiss on his cheek, running away to get ready.They headed out after breakfast. Arriving at the office, the employees were shell shocked to see Asfand smiling and being calm. They were used to their hardcore boss. And now, seeing him be so sweet with a girl was nothing but a huge surprise for them.Asfan took Aamiya to his office. She took a seat on the furthest sofa, away from his table and got busy on her p
She straightened suddenly, and before Asfand could figure out what was happening, she was straddling his lap.“Doll..” Asfi rasped.Before he could say anything else, Aamiya placed her lips on his. It was a mere brush of lips. Asfand was shocked to his core. As Aamiya started to pull away, Asfand grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her back down again. He kissed her hungrily, sucking on her tongue and biting her lips. He wasn’t able to control himself, his imagination didn’t hold a candle next to the reality. Her sweet taste was driving him crazy.When pulled away to breathe, Aamiya shoved her face in his shoulder. “I wanted to see if I would like being intimate with you.” She mumbled against him, her heart pounding loudly.Asfand smiled widely and pulled her face to look up. “So, how did it go?” He asked, teasingly. She went more red than she already was.“Asfi, don’t tease me.” She whined and hid her face again. Asfand let out a chuckle, he placed
After returning to Islamabad, Aamiya got busy with her studies as she had a lot to catch up on. She was busy writing something, when Asfand came into their room one evening.He went to her and gently patted her head, “Assalamualaikum, Doll.” He greeted and took a seat beside her. Aamiya leaned into him involuntarily and returned the greeting. He placed a kiss on her forehead, then one down on her nose. Aamiya closed her eyes in bliss. She knew that he would kiss her lips next. When she didnt feel anything for a while, she opened her eyes in confusion.“Can I kiss you? Do you want it?” Asfand asked, his breath fanning her lips.Aamiya reddened, she should’ve known that he wasn’t going to kiss her without being sure of her feelings. She nodded her head and gave his chin a small kiss. Before she knew it, Asfand was on her lips. He kissed her softly, licking her lips, sucking them. Aamiya placed her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. His touch was something sh