Farah's pov:
Today is the day I will be married, and I have to accept it whether I like it or not. Bella and Maria came to my room, and Bella said excitedly.
Bella: Gosh! Farah, you look marvelous.
Maria: I agree, Bells.
We all left for the marriage hall, which is according to Muslim rituals, so they took me to one side of the hall while the other side was covered with light curtains. Soon Shahid and the other boys stay on another side of the curtains. Even though it was a visible curtain, I still kept my head down. Muslim priests came and began Nikka( Muslim ritual of marriage). He asked Shahid:
Priest: You, Shahid Maqdoomi, son of Dawood Maqdoomi, accept Farah Fareen, daughter of Asad Ahmad Khan, as your wife?
Shahid: Yes, I accept.
Then the priest made him sign the Nikka paper and asked me:
Priest: You, Farah Fareen, daughter of Asad Ahmad Khan, accept Shahid Maqdoomi, son of Dawood Maqdoomi, as your husband?
I had tears in my eyes. This is it.
Farah: ye... S I accept.
Then he made me sign the Nikka paper, I signed with trembling hands.
Priest: Now I announce you both husband and wife as per Muslim Sharia ( rituals).
Now curtains were removed. And the priest left. My head was still down. I am married now, and the person in front of me is my husband.
Shahid's Pov:
She is mine now. My wife, my queen. But her head is still down. I know how difficult it was for her. I understand that, and I will make sure she will be happy in the future. I stood up and came to her, my God, she looked stunning, my heart skipped a beat for a second, I controlled myself and took out the contract paper, which I had already signed.
Shahid: You have to sign this as well.
I put a contract in her hands. She looked at the contract for a very long period, but finally signed it. I took it from her hand and moved to another side hall where there was a party, all the gang was there. I have kept marriage rituals separate from others; only my close relatives and friends are there.
Dawood Maqdoomi: Well, my son, now you are a married guy. I hope you will take good care of her like I took care of your mother.
Mom came to and hugged me and said, crying.
Sana Dawood Maqdoomi: God Shahi,d she is beautiful.
3 days early...
Dawood: What the he'll have you done? You kidnapped her?
Shahid: Don't act like this, Dad, when you have done it as well to marry Mom.
Dawood: Why kidnap when we could convince her and her family?
Dad said, annoyed.
Shahid: Seriously, Dad, do you think we could convince them? If it was that essay, then why didn't you convince Mom and her family?
Dad became silent, and soon Mom came to me and said softly.
Sana: OK, if that's what you want. But promise me you will take care of her and love her always.
Shahid: Yes, Mom, I promise I will always love her and take care of her.
Mom and Dad hugged me and gave me a blessing.
Sana: Can we meet her?
Shahid: Sorry, Mom, not today, I want her to digest everything and want her to get ready for marriage.
Dawood: I understand what you are saying, Darling, we have to give her time, we will meet her at the wedding.
Present...
Farah's Pov:
I can't believe it, he made such a contract, but what can I do about it? I can't escape from him. After that, we all went to the other side of the hall where there was a party for all members. Aliza was with me. How stupid of me, I didn't see the face of my husband even after marrying him. I was in so much pain at that time that I forgot to look at him. How will I ask her about it? After being a little bit hesitant, I asked nervously.
Farah: Who is Shahid?
She looked at me, stunned, but didn't say anything for a minute, and then, finally looking forward, she said.
Aliza: the one with a black suit, white shirt, and black tie, talking with some people.
I looked in her direction, and I saw a very hot, handsome, sexy person in front of me. My heart started beating fast. He is my husband? Handsome hunk. Farah! Stop it, don't think about it. Even though he is a hunk and my husband, do not forget that he kidnapped you, threatened you, and forced you to marry him. But still, I can't stop myself from looking at him.
After a few minutes, he looked at me and started walking toward me. I became nervous. He stopped in front of me, offered his hand, and said softly.
Shahid: All of here want us to dance, so please dance with me.
I hesitated at first, but there were lots of people here, and if I refused, everybody would notice it. So I took his hand and he led me to the dance floor in the middle of the hall.