SS: Tu rooh ka humnava hai. Yeh jismon ka rishta nahin. Update Page 67 - Page 50

Hey Roohians,

Finally the next chapter is here. I really hope you will like it. Finally everything is fine in the lives of the trio. So enjoy and let me know how much you liked it. See you soon in the next one.

The trio was at Naira’s place. She let the love birds have a conversation while she went to the kitchen to cook something to eat. Saira was silent, still too shaken up by the confession. He walked towards her and she nervously stepped back. She looked down, shy.

« An hour ago you let the fury inside you out by hitting, shoving and shouting at me and now you can't even look into my eyes. », he said tilting her chin up.

She finally looked at him but his eyes down to her lips made her out of breath. This was so new to her. The man she so far considered as her best friend was suddenly full of desire for her. The transition from friendship to love was awkward. He approached his head near hers to kiss her but they got interrupted by Naira clearing her throat. She brought coffee while the food was still on the stove. She took place on the couch and asked her friends to join her.

« So ? Who is gonna start ? », she asked.
« Start what ? », Neil asked.
« Anything. Everything. When did you fall in love ? When did you realize it ? And so on... », she was too curious to know. « I know approximately when you realized your love but I want to know how it happened. It was on her Henna ceremony, right ? », she added.
« How ? », he was shocked.
« Come on dude, it was the first time you were so drunk and since then there was something changed in you. », she replied.

Saira gazed at him. He felt nervous as he didn't know what she was thinking about it.

« Come on tell me what happened that day ? I am too curious to know. », Naira said.
« I...her name accidently got printed on my hand and shirt with henna. », he looked into space while his mind traveled back to the past. « And that was an instant realization that just like the names our hearts were also attached together. », he continued closing his eyes.

Naira smiled remembering his behavior that night. He was so much in pain that he tried to hide it behind humor. Finally she got to know the reason why he was hiding his shirt that day.

« And you ? », she looked at Saira.
Saira took a deep breath before saying, « The day before the bachelorette party we had a dance rehearsal reunion if you remember. », then after a pause looked at Neil, « Do you remember what you said ? »
« Yeah, I was predicting how would Samir ask you for your first dance as a married couple. What's about that ? », he couldn't understand how could this be the realization point.
« How did you call me ? », she asked.
« I don't remember. », he replied.
« Sweetheart, Bella, Love... », Naira teased.
« Such words wouldn't have made me react, you know that, as he often calls us with such sweet words. », she replied to Naira then looked back at Neil, « You were predicting how would Samir ask me for our first dance and you said may I have this dance Mrs. Nazareth instead of Mrs. Nasser. »

She looked intently and accusingly at him waiting for his reaction. His one « Mrs. Nazareth » had turned her world upside down that day and he wasn't even aware of it. She moved her welled up eyes away and got up. She walked up to the window and watched the street. It was heavily raining.

« Your Mrs. Nazareth had turned my world upside down Neil and you weren't even aware of it. », she said without looking at anyone and with an accusing voice.

Neil and Naira looked at each other. There was something so changed from that bachelorette party. She was forcing herself to be happy. She was pretending to be fine. Her welled up eyes during the song « Dil Ki Purani » song she sang in Samir's bachelor party was for him not Samir. Her eyes and her heart were desperately trying to tell him to understand her unspoken feelings. Now he knew the reason why she was so angry when she thought that he wasn't prioritizing her. How couldn't he not see the signs nor read through her behavior that she was screaming her feelings?

« It was definitely the hardest night of my life. I was so lost between my own feelings and wondering if you mistakenly called me by your name or you were also in love with me. Then I recalled all our conversations and your reactions... there were hundred reasons for you not to have the same feelings as me. That day changed my entire life. », she continued while caressing her arm as she was having goosebumbs.

Going back to the past made her shiver. He got up and walked up to her. He turned her around and looked at her tears.

« What made you think that I didn't feel the same for you ? », he asked.
« The type of girls you have dated... you were looking for a French not a traditional girl like me... », she replied.
« Now I should be mad at you for assuming things. Yes, there were a certain types of girls I dated but I was never closed for others. », he took her hands into his and then continued, « You had stolen my heart the first day itself. You had lost me when you refused me to pay your breakfast. I was so intrigued by you. You had all my attention. That day when you took my name for the first time it sounded like my name had a new meaning. Your bangles jiggling on the table gave me goosebumbs. My heart wasn't ready to accept the change. How could the irritating sound become music to the ears? Ever since I saw you in that wet saree, my eyes always wanted to see you in sarees. That shawl of yours I have at my atelier, I haven't kept it only because it helps me to get inspired but also because it smells you, your lily of the valley... », he took a little pause before continuing, « Our trips, our conversations, the fun moments, our meaningful conversations... every moment spent with you means so much to me. Your savageness brings smile on my face and your shyness makes me want to kiss you. The way you fight for our friendship makes me feel the luckiest. Your presence brings that peace I need to be the happiest. I don't know why but everything about you touches my heart and f*cks up my mind. I think this is what love is. That one person comes into your life and your entire world changes. You lose your mind and you start wanting and liking what you never did before. »

A smile appeared on her face with tears rolling down her cheeks. He wiped them away with his fingers.

« No wonder I have been calling you two morons since forever. », Naira commented.
« I always thought as you wanted to find a girlfriend for me, you were just exaggerating about us. », he took place on the couch by pulling Saira's hand to make her sit too.
« Wait what ? », Saira looked confused at both her friends. « I thought you were playing the cupid only with me ever since I... », she continued.
« You had a crush seeing his picture during our trip ? », Naira asked amused.

Neil gave a look at Saira that said « Interesting ! » which made her blush.

« See you gave me the idea of playing the cupid. The first time she saw your picture she couldn't take her eyes off you. », Naira added.
« I thought you were playing the match making only with me but I didn't know you were playing with both of us. », Neil said.
« Some stupid friends need help. Thank me not. », Naira proudly said.
« Nini, you deserve a hug. », he hugged her tightly. « Thank you for introducing me the love of my life. », he said.
« But why didn't you confess your love ? », Naira asked breaking the hug.
He looked at Saira for some time before answering, « I thought she would never give me a chance being from two different religion. She won't ever go against her parents. She was finally giving a chance to marriage and I didn't want to come in between her happiness. »
« What was I saying ? Morons. », Naira rolled her eyes.

After having dinner, Neil dropped Saira at home before midnight as promised to her mother. He stopped the car two streets away and opened the door of the car for her.

« Why did you stop the car here ? », she asked.
« Because... », he embraced her tightly.

She also encircled him with her hands and felt their bodies against each other. This was their first real hug as lovers. He didn't want to take the risk to be seen hugging each other by her parents. He held her hand and both walked to the house.

« I don't want to tell my parents about us for some time. I really want to enjoy this phase of our love story without any tension. I think we deserve some peace. », she said.
« I agree. », he replied.

Naira went to bed and as she was happy for her friends she called Yohann to share the good news with him. She narrated the entire confession and the conversation she had with them at her place.

« And what about us ? », he asked.
« Join me. », she said and hung up with a smile.


A few days later, Neil gathered his entire family for a dinner. Saira joined them just before dinner.

« Mom and dad, brothers and sisters, please accept the new member of the family. », he announced hugging Saira from behind surprising everyone including her.
His mother dropped the glass from her hand, « WHHAAAT ??? »

His twin brother and sister looked at each other their mouth wide open. His elder siblings congratulated them. His mother hugged Saira making her feel as her own kid.

« Well done ! », Neil's father gave him a fatherly hug.

It was a simple but overwhelming way of officializing their relationship.

A couple of months later, both the couple were living their happiest lives ever. They even had a few double dates and Neil finally started to like Yohann. He was too happy to see Naira happy. Saira started spending a lot of time with Neil's family too.

A week after the new year, Neil organized a party to celebrate the Epiphany with his loved ones. His family was invited as well as Naira with Yohann and Saira. His childhood best friend was also there. For the occasion he bought a beautiful royal blue saree for Saira and requested her to wear it for the party. She was far away from imagining what was waiting for her. Once everyone reunited, Neil brought the galette des rois, the king cake, baked by himself earlier the morning. He carely cut into small pieces and served everyone. They quickly started eating the cake wondering who will get the fève, the small lucky charm figurine, and become the king or queen as per the tradition. Saira finally digged in and found the fève. She jumped happily and showed it to everyone then read what was written on it : « Will you marry me ? ». She placed her hand over her mouth in shock. Neil held her hand from behind. She turned around and found him down on his one knee.

« Miss Faris, will you be my queen and become Mrs. Nazareth. », he said.

Saira was too shocked to react. Not only the proposal was sudden but his way of asking her to marry him was also unique. He wasn’t holding a ring but a tiara.

« Before I die from a heart attack, please answer. », he added seeing her numb as a statue.

Saira’s tears of joy rolled down her cheeks.

« Y… es, yes YES. », she answered pulling him up.

He put the tiara on her head and kissed her forehead. All their loved ones applauded and congratulated them. Neil could read in his lady love’s eyes how happy she was. This was the way she always wanted to get engaged not the way her parents had planned with Samir. Today her smile and her tears looked like she was finally in her own fairytale, the one she always dreamed of. He pulled out a small box from his pocket and opened it.

« A tiara looks nice on you but a ring on your finger will look so much better. », he said slipping the ring onto her finger.
« I love you. », she couldn’t hold her emotions anymore and hugged him tightly.
« Me too my love. », he replied hugging her back tighter.