*ONE MONTH LATER THE LATEST EPISODE*

After a very long night, it was a beautiful morning in neelum valley. A beautiful start of the day which has bring happiness of the two most beloved peoples of Neelum valley. Doctor Asfandyar and Doctor Zubiya. Nothing was different in this morning except of that today Usman house was bustling with noise and excitement as they proceed to do last minutes perparations.

The resident of Usman house was never this happy in years and they had did their best to make this day perfect for both of them.

Zubiya was getting ready in gaiti’s room, a wide smile on her face. She had earned that smile and happiness. She had never ever thought that this day will come in her life but it had come just like Asfandyar had come in her life removing all her doubts now a permanent resident of her heart. She had wore her mother’s jora which Rehan had brought with him.

Asfandyar was getting ready in his room wearing white sherwani with work on the neck part. Doctor haroon was asking him to get ready fast while Rehan patted his shoulder leaving him alone as they proceed to see other arrangements.

Looking in the mirror his smile faded as he remembered the night he had seen that ID card. Truth came crashing on him as the memories of past flooded in. He had never thought that Zubiya is the same girl who he had saved that day years ago, she was the same girl who he loved so dearly.

He had cried that night. Just like the way he cried on the death of his brother Daniyal. He had cried for the pain Zubiya had felt all those years. He had cried for the pain he felt thinking about Zubiya’s past. He had knew why Zubiya rejected him that. She knew who he was. She was afraid that one person whom she loves all with her heart will also leave her and she won’t be able to bear it.

He had remembered the horror of that moment when he got back to his room and saw Zubiya’s ID card. He had not leave it on bed.

“Bhabhi subah mere room koi gaya tha?”
“nahi toh asfi. Kion poch rhe ho?”
“nahi bhabhi kuch khas nhi. Ghar men koi aya tha kya?”
“zubiya ay thi aur shayad mummy ne usey tumharey room men bheja tha. Wo BP check krney ay thi aur us ka instrumen…”

He had not waited for gaiti to complete what she was saying. He had knew zubiya was there and now she knows that he knew all about her past. He had ran and drive to the hospital.

It was the most difficult moment when Zubiya was not in the hospital nor in her room. For a minute his heart stopped, thinking about Zubiya. If something happened to her he won’t be able to live again and he needed Zubiya for all his life.

He was running now, he just remembered that someone had told him seeing zubiya there. It was rustum perhaps. It was the same place they had talk about Gaiti and Doctor haroon. It was the same place he had almost confessed that how much he needed her in his life.

His world stopped when he saw Zubiya sitting on a rock shaking. She was crying. She knows that she had lost Asfandyar and had broke his heart into pieces but she had never imagine the pain but now she was regretting.

Asfand couldn’t move, he keep staring her. Zubiya had felt the presence of someone and had found Asfandyar in front of her. Wiping her tears she composed herself. A lone tear escaped from Asfandyar eyes as he ran and hugged Zubiya with all the love he had for her. With the relief he had felt seeing zubiya, his life safe. He was crying whilst hugging her.

At first Zubiya was shocked but when he had whispered “I love you” over and over again she had hugged him back. Her slender figure was just fit right into Asfandyar’s and they had stayed there for a while.

“Chalen Asfandyar?”

The voice had brought him back. It was Usman sahab asking him to leave for the alter. Nodding he smiled and walked with his father.

Everyone was there in the alter except of Zubiya. It was beautifully decorated with tulips and lilies and there were sepration between the sitting arrangement with a green dupatta. Asfandyar had sat on the other side of the sepration and waited for her patiently.

After waiting for a while Zubiya was coming with his brother and sister in law on both of her sides. She was not looking at him but he could feel her smile. She was looking so beautiful to him, a different kind of beautiful.

Imam was now asking Zubiya for her consent. She had said with all the love she had for him in just three words.

“Qubool hai”

She had thought about the time when he had save him from that man. She had thought about the time when he had dropped her to her house.

“Qubool Hai”

She had thought the first day she had saw him. She had thought the time when Asfandyar did her bandage. She had thought when he had confessed his feelings about her. How ordinary that moment was.

“Qubool Hai”

She had thought that hug. She had thought that kiss on her forehead how pure it was.

Imam was now moved to Asfandyar who was looking at Zubiya all this time. And was asking his consent.

He had think when the first time he had saw Zubiya. He had think when he wasn’t able to push Zubiya out of his heart who was creating havoc in there.

“Qubool Hai”

He had thought about the pain she had endured all his life. He had remembered the broken Zubiya when she had told him about everything. He had remembered that vow he had taken that there will be no tears for her and only happiness.

“Qubool Hai”

He thought about their future in which he was determine to remove all her pain and insecurities and give her nothing but LOVE.

“Qubool Hai”

The dupatte fell and they smile at each other thinking about the future that was coming with happiness for both of them.

They had completed their yakeen ka safar on their own but it was time for them to be together for all the new safars in their life.