Chapter 57


    Chapter Fifty Seven


    Both of them settle down, Irtaza still holding her hand.


    Hana wiggles her brows at Mushk, pointing at their joint hands, Mushk was astonished hearing his


    chuckle on Hana''s teasing.


    She thought he wouldn''t like that, but here he was.


    Completely whipped!


    "Loosen up!" Irtaza whispers in her ears, noticing her stiff posture.


    Mushk just keeps looking at his hands, which were holding hers.


    It was a beautiful vision, his rough hands holding her soft ones, firm yet delicate.


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    ?It was as if his roughness was protecting her softness.?


    Ibrahim runs towards her and collides with her knees, telling her to pick him. Mushk smiles at him and


    picks him, to which Irtaza reluctantly leaves her hand.


    It wasn''t even an hour to their wedding and his son already took her attention. Irtaza was looking at his


    son, his eyes yfully narrowed at him. Ibrahim stuck his tongue out and hugged Mushk.


    Her jewelry and shimmery dress attract the baby.


    The guests were gone for a buffet, yet Ibrahim and Murtuza were still with them.


    A tired sigh left Mushk''s mouth and she leaned back squirming in her ce, as Ibrahim still wasn''t


    ready to let her go.


    Taking a fussy Ibrahim from herp, he moves his hand towards her hair and slowly pulls down the veil


    till her shoulders. Mushk was speechless at his actions.


    "Sitfortably no one is here" Irtaza whispers to her, who immediately looks down. Her cheeks red!


    A whileter, Irtaza heard a small whisper.


    "Thank you!" ,Mushk slowly whispers to him who nods his head in reply, a small smile appears on his


    face.


    Soon Hana came running like a bull, with a waiter following them with trays in his hands. She stops in


    front of them, giving them a big smile, still huffing and puffing due to all that running.


    She was aic sight, the waiter or so she assumed was stifling hisugh seeing her flushed state,


    and the lunatic smile with her heavy skirt in her small fist, she was looking like a 4 year old child.


    "Ie bearing food." Hana sings and moves towards them, taking Ibrahim in her arms.


    "You waiter! set the food for them" Hana turns towards the waiter and orders him making Irtaza raises


    his eyebrows at her.


    "Wait... Who told you he is our waiter?" Irtaza questions Hana, who turns towards him starting her


    head.


    "What is the need for anyone to say? His dressing says it all ." Hana chirped.


    Irtaza, who was amused at his sister''s antics, gets up and goes to his friend.


    "I told you not to wear that stupid bow-tie, you''re indeed looking like a waiter." Irtaza chuckles at his


    friend while Hana''s eyes widen realizing the blunder she justmitted.


    Hana immediately hides behind her brother, trying to shield herself from his death re.


    "Its okay bro! He is your friend so he is supposed to help in your wedding." All of sudden Hana gains


    her confidence back and tells them.