~Mujhmein Tera AKS~
Part 7
Khan Residence; 9:00 am;
Qutub entered Razia's room to wake Razia and Chanda up. Qutub: Razia, Chanda? Get up quickly and get ready. There are a lot of things to be done for the engagement and you both have to go to the parlor after breakfast. So be downstairs in 20 minutes. Mrs. Khan left the room saying this.
Chanda: Razia get up and get ready before Aunty is back again. She said pushing Razia and got up to go to the bath room to freshen up.
Razia opened her eyes lazily with a smile on her face. She stretched her hands up in the air and then turned around to hug her pillow tightly. She hid her face back in the pillow blushing the deepest shade of red.
Razia: Iqtiaar! She murmured his name.
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Iqtiaar entered back in the mansion wearing a sweatshirt and tracks. He was just back from the gym and was quite shocked to see the scale at which the preparations were going on.
Iqtiaar: Never mind! He tried to ignore, understanding the level of excitement the Mallik family was having and proceeded to the breakfast table.
Iqtiaar: OSMAN! Where's my breakfast?
OSMAN: Sorry Iqtiaar Miya! But it would take some time; everyone is busy preparing for the engagement party tonight.
Iqtiaar: what do you mean? Engagement does not mean I should not get my breakfast on time.
Uzma: It does mean so Iqtiaar! We all are working since 6 am in the morning only because of you. So you better go and take shower quickly by the time we get the breakfast ready for you.
Iqtiaar: But Mumani...
Uzma: Common be quick, before your Nani comes and does "Taqliya Kalam" for both of us. Go!
Iqtiaar shook his head in disappointment and headed towards his room.
The excitement level was indeed very high amongst both the families. The Malliks as well as the Khans, both didn't let Iqtiaar or Razia do any kind of work the whole day. Not that they both were too happy about it. As not only was Iqtiaar deprived of breakfast that day but Razia didn't even get to grab a bite of anything which was edible. All she was told was to quickly reach the parlor and get ready for the evening.
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Razia looked spectacular in the pink lehenga with a golden cream border and gold work on it. She wore light jewelry and even tried to keep her makeup light. As it was her engagement, she wanted to look simple yet classy.
The Khans reached the Mallik mansion and greeted everyone. Everyone except Iqtiaar was present. Nani welcomed everyone inside and Altamush introduced Chanda to everyone in the Mallik mansion as Razia's best friend who was currently living in Manchester. Shamshad Begum was glad that at least one of Razia's friends could make it for her engagement as it was such a short notice.
Shazia noticed Razia looking for someone and whispered in her ears: he's just coming. She said winking at her.
Shazia: Nani, should I go and call Iqtiaar? Nani gave a slight nod.
The family members got busy talking and Shazia dragged Razia along with her. As they reached the staircase Shazia saw that KHURRAM had completely messed up the diyas. Razia saw that it would be uncomfortable for Shazia to arrange the diyas due to her health and offered to arrange them properly herself. Shazia smiled at her and went upstairs to call Iqtiaar.
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As she reached Iqtiaar's room, she saw her brother looking handsome as ever in a deep blue suite.
Shazia went to him and kissed his forehead lovingly.
Shazia: I am so very happy for you today. You have no idea what you have given to this family. I don't even remember the last time we all were so happy. She said on the verge of crying.
Iqtiaar: Aapi! Relax It's my engagement; you are supposed to be smiling not crying.
Shazia burst out laughing hearing Iqtiaar say something like that, which made Iqtiaar too smile at his sister.
Shazia: let's go! Everyone's come.
Iqtiaar: I'll be there in 5 minutes. I have an urgent call to make. Just 5 minutes, pakka!
Shazia went back into the Hall disappointed with her Chhote Nawab!
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Iqtiaar descended down the stairs when he saw Razia sitting in between beautifully lit diyas. She was clad in a pink dress. Oh my God! How he had wished to see her in pink and that too on their engagement. He couldn't take his eyes off her. She sat there smiling and lighting the diyas which represented the brightness which was to come in both their lives.
He wanted to just touch the angel once; no he wanted to caress her beautiful face. Cup her face in his palms and kiss her beautiful sparkling eyes. No, he wanted to hug her tight and crush her bones into him so that nothing could ever snatch her away from him. This attraction was killing him every second ever since he had seen her the day before on the terrace. He didn't know what was it? Maybe lust maybe something else. But he liked the feeling that she belonged to him.
Please read the following after Tera Chehra' theme finishes!
Razia's eye's caught Iqtiaar looking at her and she looked back at him. His eyes looked hungry, something she had never seen before. She stood up slowly unable to see anything but his eyes and swallowed the lump in her throat seeing the raw need and desires that reflected clearly in them. But she wasn't scared of her relationship with him anymore. She had realized after talking to her mom that he will always love her. And his eyes had confirmed it to her now. She was ready to give her everything to him now. EVERYTHING!!!
Razia held her dress lightly pulling it up to walk through the the diyas towards Iqtiaar. But her dress was extremely heavy with too many frills. She hesitated and looked at her to-be-fiance one more time. Iqtiaar effortlessly walked towards her through the diyas and in a swift motion lifted her in his arms. Razia's hands dug into his jacket as she held him tightly closing her eyes. Iqtiaar walked out towards the pool side with her still in his arms. He slowly let her down on her feet next to pool with their eyes still mot leaving the other. Razia felt a sharp piercing feeling in her tummy and slowly started moving back. Iqtiaar was quick to close the gap as within seconds Razia found her back hit the wall and him towering over her.
She was breathing heavily as she closed her eyes anticipating what was coming next. His face was inches away from hers and her knees weren't supporting her body weight any longer. She clutched on to his jacket from the shoulder using her right hand as soon as she felt his lips touching hers. Iqtiaar sucked on her lower lip as he couldn't control himself any longer. He had neither planned it nor had he had the slightest thought of doing something like this even a minute ago. But there was definitely a strong magnetic force that she held within her which made him loose himself within seconds. He pulled her towards himself from the waist and bit her lower lip in order to deepen the kiss. Razia's other hand automatically went to the nape of his neck and fisted in his hair. He wanted to be soft with her but her response made the devil in him come to life and he groaned unable to stop his mind from thinking what all he wanted to do to her right now. Their tongues danced to its own tune unknown to either of them. They had lost the track of time, long time back when Razia was finally out of breath. But Iqtiaar was way too aroused to have left her. He pressed her more into the wall when he felt her trying to break the kiss. Razia felt his hard arousal near her abdomen and her eyes shot open. She broke the kiss to breathe in some oxygen and saw Iqtiaar's eyes still closed with both their fore-heads still touching. She could feel his ragged breathing on her lips and felt like feeling those warm lips again against her awaiting ones.
She touched his cheek lovingly and said between her uneven breaths: I think we should be in the hall right now.
Iqtiaar opened his eyes to see Razia smiling at him.
Razia: Everyone would be waiting for us outside. Just then they heard Chanda calling for Razia.
Razia: she's coming here, I should go. She tried to hurry out forgetting that she was still locked in his strong arms. Iqtiaar held her back and bent down to give her a sweet peck on her lips. She expected him to say "I love you" to her but he didn't say a word. Maybe it wasn't needed now, she thought. And his eyes definitely spoke volumes more than he did. She smiled and rushed out into the main hall.
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Razia came out of the pool side when Chanda found her.
Chanda: where the hell have you been? I have been looking for you in the whole house. She continued her complaining speech without noticing Razia blushing more than ever looking down.
Chanda: Hello? I am talking to you. Are you with me? She clicked her fingers in front of Razia's face trying to gain her attention.
Razia: yeah! Of course I am with you. I mean I was busy with some... uh! work!
Chanda raised her eyebrows questioning and got suspicious about Razia really being busy with some work or with Iqtiaar.
Chanda: Right! I know what "work" was keeping you busy! So have you told him yet?
Razia: Ah! I think mom is calling us. She said trying to avoid Chanda.
Just then Shazia came to call Razia for the engagement ceremony and took both Chanda and Razia along with her.
Nani announced everyone to please gather near the stage where the engagement was to take place. Chanda took Razia on the stage and made her sit on the sofa kept for the couple.
Iqtiaar came on to the stage accompanied by Zaroon and sat besides Razia. Shazia came in with the two rings kept in a huge plate decorated with rose petals and kept it in front of the couple. The priest announced for the couple to exchange the rings now and Iqtiaar put forward his hand asking for Razia's hand. Razia hesitated looking down but then kept her left hand in his. His touch made her remember their private moment on the pool side and her eyes met his. Iqtiaar smiled slyly looking at her while he slide the ring in her finger. Chanda gave the ring to Razia and Razia too made Iqtiaar wear the ring in his right hand ring finger. Everyone clapped and showered blessings for the newly engaged couple!!!
But amidst the happiness in the hall stood a man clad in a black suit looking completely unhappy with the development in his step sister and friends life. Rukn-ud-din! Jealousy and hatred reflected in each and every expression on his face.
Iqtiaar and Razia took the blessing of their family members and then Chanda dragged Razia along with her away from Iqtiaar to get the answers to her questions from her best friend. Iqtiaar saw Razia being teased by Chanda as they both trailed away from the Hall. Razia kept looking back at Iqtiaar smiling at him. Iqtiaar winked at her making her feel shy and turn around. He then turned his attention to the man silently standing and witnessing the scene behind him.
Iqtiaar: Rukn-ud-din! Dude where have you been? I can't believe this. I am getting married to your sister and I haven't even met you since the wedding has been fixed. I am really offended.
Rukn-ud-din smiled cunningly and continued: Even I can't believe this Iqtiaar. I could never have thought that you could like a girl like RAZIA! It's a pleasant surprise.
Iqtiaar sensed something wrong. Iqtiaar: what do you mean by "a girl like Razia"? He asked for explanation.
Rukn-ud-din: I mean that I always thought that you would marry a girl who would always want to be with you. You would marry someone for whom the institution of marriage, family being together and commitment meant something. But I guess time changes a person's perspective of things. And that's what I see has happened to my friend. Isn't it?
Iqtiaar didn't know how to react for a minute. Was Rukn-ud-din really saying the same thing which he thought his ears were listening? No he couldn't have been talking about Razia. Rukn-ud-din continued with his sweet poison talks when he noticed the change of expression on Iqtiaar's face.
Rukn-ud-din: But I have to say one thing, Razia for sure is the luckiest girl on earth. I mean even after her strong beliefs in things such as love and opposition to an arrange marriage, she's getting married to you. He said smiling and hugged Iqtiaar. He knew the damage had been done. Iqtiaar would never accept Razia after all that he had told him.
On the other side Iqtiaar Ud-din Mallik felt like the biggest fool on earth. How could he not recognize the girl? She never wanted to get married to him. Yes! That's why she looked so not happy the day before when they all were deciding on the wedding date; because she never believed in marriages to start with. Furthermore how could he fall in her trap like that and not understand that she had not even once said yes to the marriage. He gritted his teeth and walked away towards the bar to get a drink for himself.
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Chanda dragged Razia to the pool side giggling and asked her straight looking in her eyes shamelessly.
Chanda: So how was it?
Razia: what?
Chanda: Oh! Stop being a sati savitri Razia Khan. You know I am asking about the kiss.
Razia's eyes shot up as she heard Chanda saying it so casually. Razia: Ah ha! What did you just say?
Chanda: So how did his lips felt? Soft? Warm? Hot? Or demanding? She said trying to tease Razia making her blush furiously at her friend's questions.
Razia: Chanda just shut up! Will you?
Chanda: No I won't! Unless you don't tell me his reaction to your confession. Oh! Well I already know his reaction, which is very obvious from your swollen lips. Isn't it?
Razia gave Chanda a disappointing look.
Chanda: Wait a minute! Are you telling me that you haven't told him yet?
Razia shook her head for a no.
Chanda: OMG! He kissed you like that (pointing at her swollen lips) without knowing that you are in love with him. Wonder what's gonna happen at your wedding night when he knows the truth. She said winking at Razia and started giggling.
The girls were disturbed from their chat as they heard a deep baritone voice call for Razia.
Iqtiaar: Razia!
Next: "I don't Love you!!! He blasted at her."
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