Mahsooma's pov:

I am sitting with my family and friends, beside me Abbas is seated. Guests are coming every now and then to congratulate us.

I was talking with Huma when my mother came to me and said slowly in my ear so no one except me and my friends could hear. She said: 'Abbas said he want to kiss you on your forehead. So, he is asking for your permission to do it'. By the time she finished talking I widened my eyes at her words.

Huma: 'Han aunty karny do, bhot romantic moment hoga inka' everyone laughed hearing her.

(yes aunty let them do it, it will be so romantic for them).

I said to my mother: 'Mama may bata rahi hu koi chumi shumi ni kary ga wo mujhy wo bhi sab ky samny, bilkul bhi nhi. Ap usy mana kar dein ja ky'.

(Mom I'm telling you he won't kiss me in front of everyone, you go and say no to him).

My mother: 'Mahsooma kaisi baatein kar rahi hu?. Ap to aisy keh rahi ho jaisy wo koi ghair mard ho. Ab apki shadi hogi hai us sy bachy'.

(What are you saying Mahsooma?. You are talking like he is a stranger. Now you are married to him).

I replied to my mother and said: 'Han to shadi hogi hai to kya hoa?, unhen kahein k sharam karein. Aur mana kar dein ap usy may koi aisa kam ni karun gi sab k samny'.

(So, what happened if we got married?, tell him to have shame. Reject him because I won't do anything like this infront of everyone).

'Tum ni badlo gi'. My mother said to me and went from here while I giggled at her reaction.

(You won't change).

Huma: 'Shohar hai wo tera, mat tarsa usy. Aik kiss hi ki to baat hai'.

(He is your husband, don't make him wait. it's just a kiss).

Laiba: 'Han yar karny do usy kiss, Kuch nahi hota'.

(Yes, let him kiss you, nothing will happen).

I replied to both of them with: 'Han to tarasny do, may nahi karny dun gi koi kiss wagaira'. My friend shook their head with disappointed at me.

(Let him wait, I won't let him kiss me)

After a while:

Right now I'm sitting alone in my room waiting for Abbas to come because when I reject him to kiss me Infront of everyone then he asked permission from my parents to privately meet me.

I couldn't say no this time because now he is my husband. So, there is no problem with us meeting with each other.

I saw the opening of my room's door and saw Abbas stepping in. I lowered my eyes to not to meet his gaze.

Did I tell you how handsome he is looking in his sherwani. The best part is that he did twinning with me.

He sat on the bed near me and hold my hand gently as if he applied force on it then that will hurt me.

He asked me: 'Why did you rejected me to kiss you Infront of everyone' I looked into his eyes to find him already looking at me .

Mahsooma: 'Kyuky sharam naam ki bhi to koi chez Hoti hai. Ap may nahi hai to iska matlab mujhy may bhi nahi hogi kya'. I said rolling my eyes at him.

(Because there is a thing called shame. If you won't have some shame then it doesn't mean that I also don't have it).

He chuckled hearing me and said: 'Kaisi sharam?. May to apka husband hun na to may kiss kar sakta hu. Kyu nahi kar sakta Kya?'.

(What shame?. I'm your husband, so I can kiss you. Can't I?).

I replied him with: 'H-han t-to agar husband-d ho to kya iska matlab sab k samny kiss karo?. Nahi aisa to nahi hota'.

(It doesn't mean that If you're my husband then you will kiss me Infront of everyone. It won't happen).

Abbas: 'Waisy acha kiya ky mana kar diya kyu ky ab humein sath time spend karny ko mil gaya'. then suddenly, he picked me up and placed me on his lap.

(You did a good job by rejecting me because now we can spend some time).

I gasped and got shocked by his act. Then I placed my arms around his neck out of reflex. I asked him being horrified of his actions: 'What are you doing. leave me, koi a jaye ga'.

(Someone will come).

Abbas replied me: 'Han to koi aata hai to aye, ab may unki waja sy apni biwi ky sath romance bhi na karun'. He said while making a cute face.

(Let them come, Now because of them I won't stop doing romance with my wife).

'Choro na, agar koi dekh ly ga to bura lagy ga'. I said to him while struggling to get out of his hold which is impossible because he has placed his both hands around my waist tightly, keeping me in place.

(Leave me, if someone saw us then it would be embarrassing).

'Do you want me to leave you?'. Abbas asked me to which I replied with yes then he further adds: 'Kiss me then'. He requested me.

'Huh, h-how c-can I-I...' I replied to him, stuttering because I got shocked by his request.

'Same way everyone else does'. He replied quickly as it is a simple task to do.

'Yar Abbas choro na mujhy, please'. To which he replied abruptly: 'First kiss me, then I'll leave you or else I don't have any problem with you being in my arms'. I ignored his words and started moving on his lap in attempt get out of his grip.

(Leave me please).

'Ahh, baby stop or else I won't be able to control myself'. His words stopped my movements when I realized what he meant by that. By now I have become a complete tomato.

'If you want me to leave you then kiss you' Abbas said to me while looking directly into my eyes.

'Promise that you will leave me after I give you a kiss!'. I said to him and waited for his reply.

'Okay, I promise'. he said and bring his face close to me so I could kiss him.

'Close your eyes' I asked him and he said why. Then I replied him with: 'If you want me to kiss you then close your eyes'.

He got annoyed and said: 'Yar I want to see you while you kiss me'.

'If you want a kiss then close your eyes or else you won't get your kiss'. I said and enjoyed his annoyed reaction'.

'Acha kar raha hu band ankhein'. He closed him eyes and waited for me to kiss him.

(okay I'm closing my eyes).

I quickly pecked on his cheeks and backed away. He opened his eyes, looked at me and asked: 'What was that'. To which I innocently replied: 'Kiss'.

'Han tha to kiss lekin mujhy lips py chahye tha, dobara karo' he said while scrunching his eyebrows.

(I know it was a kiss but I wanted it to be on lips, do it again).

'Tum ny kaha tha ky kiss karo aur mene kar dia ab bahany na dalo aur choro mujhy'. I said but his next move froze me and I widened my eyes at his antics.

(You asked me to kiss you and I did that now don't make any excuses and leave m).

I felt his lips on mine. He kept his lips on mine without moving for a while then he started sucking my bottom lip passionately like he is hungry for my lips.

He bit on my bottom lip making me moan in his mouth. He pressed his tongue on my lips to give access to him to enter my mouth which I didn't give to him.

Then he harshly pinched my waist making me moan. He got his chance and enter his tongue inside my mouth and explored every corner of my mouth, making butterflies dance in my stomach.

I am getting out of breath but he seems like that he want to kiss me for a long time. So, I patted on his chest indicating that I'm out of breath. He left me after a harsh suck on my lips and said: 'Jaan, your lips are so addicting'.

He put his head in the crook of my neck. We both are panting hard, catching our breaths. After a while he said near my ears: 'That's how you kiss your husband, biwi jaan'. This gave me goosebumps. His statement left me blushing hard and I hid my face in his chest due to embarrassment.

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Author's note:

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