Faizaan woke up next morning with a bright smile on his face, he turned to his side and found Amreen's side empty. He sat up on the bed and glanced at the clock, 6am. Amreen has woken up before him, he smiled- at least now she won't be stressed of waking up late.

He got up and wore his chappals, just then the door opened. He looked up as Amreen walked in. She is dressed in red floral full sleeved blouse and red golden cotton saree, her hair open and resting at her back. Her Mehendi clad hand filled with gold and red bangles and gold heavy Jhumka dangling in her ear. Surprisingly, she doesn't have her head lowered, instead she is smiling looking at Faizaan. He is relieved that after talking openly last night she has become little comfortable.

His gaze then fell on the tray she held. She walked towards him, he smiled at her.

'Good morning.' He said watching her place the tray on the dressing table.

'Good morning. She replied pouring tea from the tea pot. Faizaan walked towards her and stood beside her.

'Sugar?'

'One spoon.'

Amreen added one spoon sugar and placed the cup on a small saucer. She placed some biscuits in other.

'Won't you have tea?' Faizaan asked

Amreen shook her head, Faizaan sipped 'Amazing. You have made it?'

Amreen nodded smiling.

Faizaan then called for a butler, 'What is it? I will get for you.' Amreen said hurriedly. Faizaan smiled shaking his head. She quietened and stood nervously. A servant came and Faizaan ordered him to get another cup. Amreen is confused.

'Come, sit.' Faizaan gestured Amreen to sit beside him, she felt shy but obeyed him. She sat beside him, she entwined her fingers and sat there with her head lowered. Faizaan sat silently. Amreen looked at him from corner of her eyes, she wondered why he isn't drinking his tea. He had complimented it then why isn't he drinking. Amreen mentally debated with herself if she should ask, but she didn't want to annoy him or sound rude.

Just then the servant came with an extra tea cup.

Faizaan stood up and poured half of his tea into the other, Amreen stood up 'I will do it for you.' she said but he stuck out his palm. Amreen is worried and confused- has she done something wrong?

He smiled and walked towards her, he gestured her to sit. She sat down silently. He sat beside her and forwarded the other cup. She looked at him, he blinked at her and urged her to take it.

'Every morning, we will have tea together. Okay?' he said. Amreen smiled relieved, she then looked at her cup.

She smiled to herself- her husband is so caring.

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The car journey from Faizaan's home to Amreen's didn't take them much time. They will be spending one day at Afzal Chacha's place and then half day in Amreen's village. Amreen is feeling very excited going back to her Uncle's home, also she is little nervous coming with Faizaan for the first time.

The driver opened the door and Amreen climbed down, she smiled through her tears. She felt emotional. Faizaan helped the driver get their luggage.

'Come.' Faizaan said and Amreen nodded, 'Remember, you have promised to show me around.' He whispered as they walked towards the main door. Amreen nodded.

Afzal Chacha greeted them at the gate. The men hugged each other; then Afzal Chacha caressed Amreen's head.

'Welcome back my daughter.' He smiled, Amreen smiled back with moist eyes.

Amreen entered her home and heard her Chachi angrily ordering the servants, there is a lot of hullabaloo happening inside with her Chachi taking the entire house on her head.

'Chachi!' Amreen exclaimed happily. Her Chachi turned around and smiled happily on seeing Amreen.

'My bacha.' Chachi adjusted her dupatta over her head and hurried to her. The two women hugged each other tightly and cried with happiness.

Chachi separated their frames and looked at her niece from top to bottom. Amreen is dressed in golden and lavender Banarasi Saree, her waist length hair open resting on her back. Many golden bangles adorned her slim Mehendi covered wrists. Big fat Jhumkas dangling in her ears with string from the Jhumkas pinned up in her hair holding the heavy Jhumkas in its place.

Chachi wiped her tears and smiled admiring her, Amreen looked very much a married woman, an eighteen-year-old Amreen looked much older than her age. Nevertheless, she looked beautiful.

'My Bacha is all grown up.' she kissed her forehead.

'I missed you, Chachi.' Amreen said hugging her Chachi again.

'Same.' Her Chachi replied caressing her daughter's hair.

They separate hearing Afzal's voice. They quickly wiped their tears.

'Arey, Arsheen. Go arrange lunch, our Damadji has come.' Afzal said patting Faizaan's shoulder who smiled back.

'Ji...' Arsheen Chachi nodded and turned around disappearing into the kitchen.

'Amreen beta, take Damadji to the room.' Afzal smiled at his niece. Amreen nodded, she looked at Faizaan and turned around. Faizaan took his leave and followed Amreen.

Amreen opened the door, she looked around. Her room is decorated with rose petals and everything is neatly done. Her bed had velvet maroon and green bedsheet, red duvet and two heart shaped pillows. There are rose petals decorated on the bed as well.

'Beautiful.' Faizaan complimented. Amreen smiled happy that he liked the decorations and her room.

The servants came and placed their trunks in the corner of the room.

Faizaan stood in the center of the room and looked around with his palms on his hips. Amreen walked towards the dressing table and poured a glass of water for Faizaan.

'You freshen up, Lunch will be ready.' She said forwarding the Faizaan. He nodded.

As he took the glass their fingers brushed, Amreen quickly moved her hand with a slight blush on her face. A smile appeared on Faizaan's face, she looks more beautiful while blushing.

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Faizaan once again found his stomach will explode by the time he is done eating the lunch. Afzal joked, 'Arey, Damadji has come to his Sasural and his stomach doesn't explode. It will be an insult on us.'

Amreen chuckled. Faizaan sighed in relieve once he managed to convince them he couldn't eat anymore. Amreen admired him, he looked very cute.

'God! the food was so tasty but...too much.' Faizaan said sitting on the bed.

'Chachi makes delicious food.' Amreen admitted.

Faizaan nodded, 'No wonder you are a good cook.' He said

'But you haven't tried anything made my me.' Amreen blushed.

Faizaan extended his hand and held her hand. Amreen looked away shyly. He made her sit beside him.

'I will surely try something made by you.' he said placing his palm over hers. Amreen had her gaze lowered feeling too shy to look at his eyes.

'I am sure it will be very delicious.' He said bringing her hand to his lips. Amreen smiled shyly. Faizaan kept looking at her as he kissed the back of her palm. Amreen closed her eyes clenching the bed sheet with her free hand feeling jittery inside.

Faizaan then leaned back. Amreen got up from the bed, 'I will take out your clothes, you change and rest.' She said walking towards their trunk. Faizaan nodded.

After Faizaan, had changed Amreen also changed into a simple yellow chicken work salwar Kameez.

'This is going to be fun, Haina?' Faizaan said turning his head and looking at Amreen, she too looked at him.

'Yes.'

Faizaan held her hand, she smiled looking away. Soon, both slept off.