13. HALDI CEREMONY PART 3.

As Aqsa turned, she heard, "Miss me?" Just as she heard this, she looked again at Mehwish and said, "Ah, no, no, no. Please tell me he is not here."

"He indeed is," Ifra replied.

"Well, to make me fall in love with her, she doesn't have to get ready like this, all beautiful." Arhan said, placing his elbow on Aqsa's shoulder, looking at her, and saying, "These angry glares of hers are for me, and I am already in love with her." He finished his statement by placing one hand on his heart, closing his eyes, and bowing slightly.

"Would you please shut up?" Look at him, Aqsa.

"Make me…" Arhan looked at her and let a smirk fall on his face as he challenged Aqsa.

"Ahh, I am going." Asa said as she started walking away from them. Arhan suddenly held her wrist and said, "Hey, wait.."

"What..?"

"I am going; you can stay."

Just as Arhan said this, he left Aqsa's hand and walked in the opposite direction.

When Mehwish and Ifra saw this, they looked at each other and decided not to say anything.

"Thank God he is gone...

"Let's go," Aqsa said as she began walking toward all of the guests.

Ifra, Mehwish and Aqsa walk all over the banquet, greeting all the guests. When they move toward a table, Ifra finds someone sitting there she doesn't want to face. But Aqsa keeps dragging her with herself, so when they reach the Kaif table, Ifra and Kaif look into each other's eyes... Looking into his ocean blue eyes, she knew it was her, and it always confuses Ifra how he always just knows which one is her between her and Aqsa. Somewhere in her heart, she feels disappointed that her plan of exchanging names with Aqsa will be futile because all she has to do is stand in front of him, and he will recognize her in a heartbeat.

BUT ONLY IF SHE IS AWARE OF THE FUTURE CHAOS HER PLAN WILL CAUSE...

When Kaif saw Aqsa and her twin, he knew exactly which one was the girl he had been waiting for so long. And when he saw her, he felt like no matter how much he saw her, he could never get tired of it. It was like Aqsa made his heart feel peaceful in all ways. And only he knew how much he loved to see her. But he also liked the fact that every time Aqsa saw him, he said, "I love you, too." Her face is irritated, which is the exact opposite of how he feels when he sees her. He moves his eyes toward mehwish and Aqsa's twin, whose name he is trying to remember. He guesses her name is Ifra and smiles at them.

"Heyy Kaif," Mehwish said, and he notices her blushing, but he ignores it, as he has with every other girl since meeting his sweetheart.

"Hey, girls, how are you greeting the guests?"

"Yeah... we are... and it's so boring," Aqsa grumbled. Ifra suddenly elbowed her in the stomach to get her to stop talking.

Even though Ifra dislikes Kaif, she understands that saying such things to a guest is impolite.

Aqsa realized what she had said and apologized, "Oh, I'm sorry."

Kaif tried to suppress his smile when he saw the act of these twins.

Suddenly he heard Mehwish say, "Are you enjoying the ceremony?"

"Absolutely," he said, looking at Mehwish and then look at Ifra. Ifra knew what he meant by this, so she rolled her eyes, and seeing her reaction, a smirk fell on Kaif's face.

Suddenly Irra looked at him and said, "Enjoy the rest of the ceremony." And then she grabbed each arm of Aqsa and mehwish and walked away from Kaif's table by dragging them. Kaif looked at Ifra's back and said in a low voice, "I will.."

"Mom..." As they all returned from Kaif's table, they noticed Sheeba approaching... She stops in front of them. Aqsa noticed her mother wearing a heavy red dupatta with a long border, but it appeared to be old. "Mom, what is this?"

"This is my bridal lehenga." Sheeba replied as she touched the dupatta and had a very small smile on her face. "And why are you holding this, mom?"

"Because Simra will cover her head with this during ritual."

"Why, mom?"

"Because it is believed that the bride should cover a happy married woman's dupatta over her head at the time of the haldi ritual... so that she will also live a happy married life... without any problems or trouble in it."

"Really, mom," Aqsa said as she took that dupatta from Sheeba's hand and examined it.

"But, mom, even after all these years since your marriage, it still looks lovely."

"Yeah, I take care of it because I know I'll have to give it to my daughter one day so she can live her life as happy as I did."

"Mom, you are so thoughtful," Aqsa said as she giggled.

"Don't worry, aunty; saad will always look after my sister-in-law; she will always be happy," Mehwish said as she hugged Sheeba on the side. "I know, mehwish" the bride's mother said with a smile.

"Go and call Simra.We should start the ritual. "And Mehwish and Aqsa, you come with me."

"Ok, mom," Ifra said, and she started walking toward Simra's room. She feels so happy being at her sister's wedding and thought, "I was an idiot for planning to attend the whole wedding through video calls."

Just as she was walking while thinking all of this, her shoulder collided with someone when she turned to see who it was. All the happiness on Ira's face is now nowhere to be seen.

"Aqsa….?" It sounds like he is questioning it. Zayn is standing in front of Ifra, trying to figure out who he collided with, but he doesn't recognize her, and Ifra, who was standing directly in front of him, is perplexed. as she was seeing the love of her life so closely after such a long time... But, based on his expression, she realizes she didn't pay attention to what he said, "Huh.."

"You are all right?" Just as he said this, Ifra feels like she wants to cry all over again because he didn't even recognize her. But a small part of her is glad too, because there is no way she is ready to face him after such a long time. So she explained... When she tried to speak, she realized she had no voice left in her throat, so she cleared it first and said confidently...

"Yeah.. .."

Just as she said this, Zayn smiled at her and said, "How are you?"

Ifra could barely speak, but she couldn't make Zayn recognize her; she said, "I am fine." "How are you?"

"I am great." Zayn replied, and then he looked around, and when his eyes stopped at a certain someone, he said, "I can see your sister is really enjoying her life."

"Huhh…simra ?" Ifra didn't understand what he was saying at first because she was so focused on Zayn's face, trying to remember every detail of him so she wouldn't forget this moment with him. At first, she feels so good that she is actually talking to him.

He looks at Ifra and then again at someone. It took all of her ifra to take her gaze away from his face and follow his eyesight, but when she did, she saw Zayn looking at Aqsa and mehwish who were laughing at something, and then he said, "Ifra."

At first, Ifra thought he recognized her, but then she realized that he was talking about Ifra. And she wondered if he still loved her, and as she was thinking this, she asked, unconsciously, "Yeah, do you still love her?" Just as she said this, her eyes widened from the shock, but now it was too late to say anything else.

"No offence to your sister, Aqsa," Zayn said with a frown, "but I don't like cheaters." As he said this... Ifra looked at him, and all their happy memories flooded inside her head every time Zayn told her he loved her. But now that he has said he doesn't love cheaters, Ifra can see that the dried tears are threatening to come again, and she speaks defensively. Even though all she wants to do right now is cry, one can still hear the edge of anger in her voice.

"She is not a cheater, Zayn."

Zayn looked at her confusingly, then smirked and said, "Really?" "Try to tell that to the whole town, Aqsa."

When Ifra hears this, the lump in her throat feels heavier than anything, and when she tries to speak again, Zayn cuts her off by saying:

"Aqsa, we both know what she did; don't try to hide the truth just because she's your sister."

"She is... She is not like that. "Maybe you had a misunderstanding, Zayn."

Zayn rolled his eyes at this and said, "I knew it." "You will never listen to anything against your sister."

He shrugged a little and said with a smile on his face, "Well, we collided, so I thought to have a chat with you... "Bye," he said as he walked away, not even pausing to listen to Ifra, who was standing behind him. feels like that now; she can't even breathe, and her eyes have already escaped a few tears.