chapter - 5

Sara's POV:

I don't know how i woke up late today, it has never happened..but today when I am supposed to wake up early..I am late. I took a deep breath calming my heart..as it's really beating too fast, as I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror to look at

Myself, i have just taken a bath and now I am wearing a bath robe, I saw how my face is flushed red due to the warm water shower i have taken..and my hair is tied in the towel.

I came out of the bathroom and went to my closet to choose an outfit for today but before doing that i took my baby body lotion and applied it all over my body, after that I went through all the clothes to find the best one. I am still unable to find it..I huffed a breath and picked the baby pink colour gown and changed into it . After wearing the gown , I stood in front of the mirror to see if it looked good on me or not, after feeling satisfied with my look i came out of the closet and sat in front of the dressing table to get ready . I took the towel from my hair and threw it on the bed behind me.

I am not fond of make up , that's the reason I have only a few products...and that's what I use when I go out and inside my home i just stay like that..but as today him and his family are coming to see me, i gotta apply this..I applied the moisturizer and then , the all in one cream that my mother bought for me...and then the compact powder and lastly my favourite strawberry lipbalm. And then i applied Kajol in my eyes and maskara..and I don't know how to apply eye liner and i can't take the risk of applying it now.

Then I took out my accessories from the drawer and wore them. I like minimal jewellery so I wear my pink earrings with a rose on it. And a matching necklace with a pink rose on it and a head band with again pink roses on it..and a bracelet on my wrist but with a pink bow on it. After wearing everything I look at the mirror looking at my reflection..I have chubby cheeks that look slightly pink without using any blush..and my big doe eyes which always look dull..today it's showing nervousness... and my lips look glossy pink. And my hair is covered in hijab.

I put the hair clip properly over my hijab just when I saw my mother coming towards me with a big smile plastered on her face.

"Mashallah you are looking so pretty my baby, " she said softly while cupping my face tenderly with one hand and putting kajal on my neck with her other hand. I smiled at her compliment.

"Thank you Ammi..you too look good" she is also wearing a pretty lavender colour suit with bell sleeves that looks really good on her.

"I know right..i am pretty , that's why you became this much pretty " she said with a small chuckle while shaking her head in a funny way..that made me laugh as well.

She pecked my forehead softly...

"Are you ready for this??" Asked with seriousness in her voice and the atmosphere becomes heavy all of sudden.

"Yes ammi I am" i replied firmly..as i am ready for this. Ready to give my life a chance.

She nodded her head believing me..and pulled my hand making me sit on the couch.. that was beside the bed.

"They will be here in some time, if at any moment you will feel like you aren't ready or you don't want to meet them or anything that makes you feel uneasy...then all you need to do is say a No just a no and i will take care of everything okay" she said firmly, her brows frowned, and her look says that she is damn serious about it.

I smiled softly at her protectiveness and held her tightly with my two hands and replied to her looking at her eyes..

" I am ready for this and if I do not like anything about him or his family, i will truthfully tell you" replied in the same firm voice like her to make her understand that i am not forcing myself or anything like that. I am doing it by my own will. But due to my less expressive words.. it's hard for her to believe me. She does understand me always but in this she just wants me to be sure .

She nodded her head and pulled me in a warm hug, i also hugged her back tightly.. feeling so good in her arms,i can feel my nervousness leaving my body..i am feeling like this is what my body was needing at this moment..a hug , a reassuring hug..that i am not alone. I have my parents with me.

We stayed like that for sometime , and she pulled away with a soft smile...she pecked my forehead again and went downstairs to check how the preparation was going.

My mother and father, they both are busy in preparation as his family is coming today. And as we both are Royal families so everything needs to be done perfectly .

I sighed and put my head at the arm of the couch... thinking what will I say when I meet him .

Omar's pov:

"Ammi i don't look good" i said while looking at myself on my phone. When I didn't get any response from my ammi i whined , pulling her dupata lightly.

"What's wrong with you Omar?? You are saying for the 7th time now?? I have already told you , you look really handsome and perfect but still you are doing it " she replied strictly while pulling her dupatta from my hands and turning her face away from me, looking outside the window.

We are now sitting in a car, me and Ammi are sitting in a car while my father and elder brother and his wife are coming in another car .

"Ammi looks at my face and this dress..I don't think it looks good on me...i don't look like a prince" i whined loudly again pulling her dupatta to gain her attention.

"One more word and we aren't going there, I will cancel this meeting and isn't it you who doesn't like to be called a prince then why are you so concerned about this now..if you look like a prince or not?? " she said in a firm voice making me shut my voice a pout forming on my lips "and stop pulling my dupatta,it will be misplaced..I don't want to look bad in front of your future in laws.."

"But she is a princess, what if she will reject me because of my looks ??"

"If she rejects you just because of this, then trust me she isn't the one for you "

I didn't reply to anything after that... because it's true .

I again looked at myself in the camera , i am wearing a black pant, black turtle neck sweater and black blazer... everything is black because I love this colour. I love myself in black. My hairs are set back exposing my forehead...and I have trimmed my beard as well...not clean shaved...just as per my liking. And i am looking handsome...I know it's just i am nervous that's why I am having this type of thoughts.

"Put that phone down or I will throw it out" My ammi Said while looking outside the window... and i silently put my phone down and rested my head on my ammi's shoulder.. playing with her dupatta. She is wearing a light green colour outfit..which is complimenting her. Her fingers are adoring her wedding ring and wrists are full of bangles matching with her outfit. She is looking like a powerful queen.. well that's what she is.

I felt her patting my head in a reassuring manner telling me that she was there with me. She knows i always plays with her dupatta or bangles or get clingy whenever I feel nervous. I took a deep breath closing my eyes for a few seconds and then opening it just to read the board of the mansion.. that says.."Noor Mansion" .

The guards on the gate opened the door for us...and we entered through it. The mansion is really big just like ours. She lives here... she is a princess. My insecurities started to hit me...if she will marry me she has to live with me in my apartment. Yes we have a big mansion but i don't live there. I live in my small apartment.. how's she gonna adjust there..my train of thoughts broke when my ammi called me..

"Come out or are you planning to stay here" she is standing outside, my brother, bhabi and father everyone is standing outside and waiting for me.

I came outside the car and we started to go towards the main gate. I wear my blazer properly and fix my hair with my hands again.

"You look extremely handsome...you always look so don't worry" My elder brother compliments me..and I feel shy because he isn't someone who compliments and if he is saying that, that means indeed I look good.

A lady in a lavender suit opened the gate for us welcoming us into the mansion and a man was standing beside her smiling politely.

"Assalamualaikum Queen and King" they both said in unison.

"Walekum assalam Queen and King" my parents said in the same tone.

Oh so it's her parents...they are waiting for us in the gate.. despite being king and queen...that speaks a lot about them.

They met my brother and bhabi and greeted them.

Then their eyes met mine,I smiled softly towards them"Assalamualaikum".

They also smiled at me and led us towards the living room. We all sat on the sofa. I am sitting between my Ammi and Bhai , my bhabi is sitting beside Bhai and my father is sitting with her father in front of us . Her mother went to the kitchen.

" Khadir jii how's everything going in your kingdom??" My father asked her father.

"Everything is going well, what about yours??"

"Yehh everything is going good there as well..my elder son Azeez is taking care of it so well" my father said proudly..I also felt proud because my brother is really hardworking, whatever he does he gives his everything to it.

"And my younger son is already doing well in his field, whatever he is today is by his own hardwork" added with a proud smile , that made me and others smile as well.

"Of course we know..that's the reason we wanted him for our daughter" i felt shy at that. I am wondering where my extrovert self went, i am feeling shy.

"Son what do you think marriage is??" Her father asked.

"Uncle for me marriage is like a blessing.. blessing to create your own family, having someone who will never judge you, whom you can show every colour without any second thought, and most importantly it's the soul bond between two persons..,and marriage binds two families together as well ,and a good marriage isn't something you find, its what you make " i replied honestly.

Her nodded his head and smiled at me.

"Here we have some drinks" Her mother came to us as a maid behind her holding trays.

Time skip,

Everyone is talking with each other and me the most talkative person is sitting silently, I don't know why no one is asking for her till now, i want to meet her but there is no trace of her . I huffed a breath and looked at my left side , there is a mirror over there, i fixed my hair while looking at it, that's where I hear my mother saying something...

" I think it's the time to call Sara , we all want to meet her"

Finally they remember why we came here..

"Yehh looking at dewar ji i can say he is very much desperate" my bhabi teased me.

" Ohh no bhabi, i am just thinking if you guys sifted the plan to tomorrow since you guys are really talking about getting my whole existence..." I almost sulked ...key word almost .

"Stop behaving like that Omar" glared at me making me sulk more. Her parents laugh that caught my attention...and i realise that they are still here...oh no

"Umm i was just ---

"Yehh Omar we understand you don't worry...we were really taking a lot of time" her mother replied with a soft smile.

"You are the only one who understands me then " I smiled .

My mother just shook her head and told her mother to bring Sara.

I was looking here and there to see if she came or not... my bhabi asked me to pass a spoon from the tea table and i was about to give it to her and it fell down from my hand, I bent down to pick it...that's when I saw a reflection in the white tiles...

And the only word that left my lips is

"Ethereal"

From Afu,

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