" Qabool hai " (Yes)

" Congratulations!!! " The nikkah was completed.

The hall of the mansion of Miran was decorated with flowers. A separate flower curtain was arranged for the nikkah to separate the female and male side. For Mehr, Khala, Iqra and Qazi Sabeh became witnesses. For Miran, Zemad and his brother, Sulaiman became the witnesses.

After signing the documents, the dua session started. Qazi Saheb narrated the dua and everyone said, " Ameen ".

The nikkah was followed by the Zohar namaz of Friday. The men left for the mosque while the ladies prayed in the mansion.

As Mehr didn't want to apply makeup or do different hairstyles, it was easy for her to make wudhu and offer namaz.

Wearing her green kurta & sharara and covering her head with golden dupatta, she came out of the room after her namaz was completed only to be stopped by Alfaiza.

" What? " Mehr asked.

" You and Bhai are going to eat lunch in the room. Zemad will manage the rest outside. I'll send Bhai soon so at least cover your head with this. " Alfaiza made Mehr sit on the bed and covered her head with the red dupatta.

" Don't move. " With a strict warning, Alfaiza left. Mehr smiled and looked at the room.

And soon her thoughts were broken with the knock.

" May I come in? "

" Yes. "

" Assalamualaikum " Mehr greeted Miran.

" Walaikum assalam " Miran greeted back and sat near her on the bed. He removed the dupatta from her face still covering the head and pecked her forehead.

" Lunch is here... " The door was knocked again and Alfaiza entered with some female staff members and placed the tray of food and plates on the table and left.

Miran locked the door behind and they both joined for lunch.

*****

Soon, a month passed by. The couple started to get along together more often but also give the time for their work.

It was 3 months left for Mehr's and Alfaiza's internship to complete.
They both were sitting in cafe of the hospital drinking coffee when Alfaiza said,

" Mehr, I feel bored. I mean look at this... " Alfaiza showed her the video of prank she did on Miran and Zemad used to make videos.

" I used to prank Bhai a lot. But nowadays he doesn't have time for me at all. I want to prank on him... " Alfaiza said and sipped the coffee from the cup.

Mehr thought for a minute and her cheeks blushed.

" What happened, Bro? " Alfaiza asked as Mehr smirked and blushed at same time.

" Well, I can do prank on your brother. " Mehr suggested.

" Yes, you can!!! And make video for me na, please? I'll tease him then... "

Mehr denied and whispered,

" It's something intimate... that's why... "

" Ohh that's why... " Alfaiza giggled and held her friend's hand and said,

" All the best, meri jaan... Jang Jeet k aana... " (my life... Come after winning the battle... )

Mehr giggled and thought how to execute the plan.

" We need to go shopping then... " Mehr said.

" Why? " Alfaiza asked in confusion.

" I need saree..."

" You will wear saree for bhai... Omg... I think you will lose the battle... " Alfaiza replied.

" No matter what, I am winning it... " Mehr replied and winked, and they both walked out after paying for the drinks.

Mehr was pace walking in their room. She wore the saree with the help of Alfaiza and Iqra and thought for something.

She dialled Miran's number and waited for him to pick up.

" Yes, My love! "

" I need your help... " Mehr said in a scared voice.

" Okay... I'll reach home soon... " She heard his voice from the other side of the call.

Miran ran to their room after 15-16 minutes and entered with high breaths.

" What help did you... you... you look so beautiful... " Miran complimented as he saw his wife sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a black saree with printed flowers and leaves. Her hair was waving at her back. She looked at him. Miran's breath hitched as he saw the red lipstick on her lips and the blush on her cheeks.

" Remove your shirt... "

" Huh? " Miran was shocked and confused at Mehr's sudden order.

" I said na... Remove your shirt... " She said and tied her hair. She placed the pallu end of the saree on the waist and pushed it in, fixing it and looked at her husband.

Miran was confused with the aura of their room. He locked the room and removed his shirt.

" Stand here with hands straight making the 'T' alphabet... " Mehr said and pulled out her book and the notepad.

" Hmmm... so the case says that he has pain in the liver region... " Mehr started to speak.

" Wait what? " Miran asked again.

" Just stay still and do not speak. " Mehr said and Miran nodded. Miran was smiling mentally because of the conclusions he made in his mind after watching her dress up for him.

" And the pain radiated to here... " Mehr flowed the end of the pen towards the path making Miran laugh as it was tickling.

" Miran...Shshh... " Mehr pouted and continued.

" Hmm... so, the diagnosis is surely... no...maybe this.... " Mehr looked at Miran's body for imaging the organs of the body.

" It's surely Cholelithiasis along with something else... I need more symptoms for that. " Mehr talked to herself and called her colleague and told her conclusions.

" Yeah, let's wait for the report to come. One possibility is clear. Maybe there's a syndrome or genetic related disease... Yeah... Yeah... Okay Thank you..."

Mehr hung up the call and mentally danced at her victory of pranking him. She kept her notepad on the table. Miran came closer to her from behind and removed the clutcher from her hair making it fall back again.

" Miran... "

" Sshhshh " Miran whispered near her ear and his arm reached her waist.

Nibbling on her earlobe, Miran removed the pallu end of the saree from her waist sending a tingling sensation to Mehr.

" Miran... " Mehr whispered.

Mehr turned to look at him only to regret as she was trapped between him and the table behind her.

" I didn't like this prank... " Miran whispered moving closer to Mehr.

" It was for my study. I didn't intend to prank you... " Mehr pushed him a little and sat on the edge of the bed.

He sat beside her and looked at her. She looked at him and her eyes traveled to his lips as he bit his lower lip.

" You want it, don't you... " He whispered asked.

" Nope... " Mehr replied looking away from him. But her cheeks already replied with the red blush.

Miran knows her. He moved closer and through his thumb, he made her face him.
He placed his palm on her cheek in a loving manner and pulled her closer to kiss her lips. He attacked her lower lip and started kissing it, nibbling it and biting it.

" Miran! " Mehr pushed him as he bit her lips.

She stood up to walk away when he held her wrist and pulled her closer. Her breath hitched and the heart beat increased.

He looked into her eyes and carried her in bridal style.

" Mehr... " He whispered as he made her lay on the bed.

" Miran... " She called him too.

He hovered over her and started kissing her again.

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