Assalam O Alaikum
I am back...Again 😳
I started penning down a few ideas, am not sure if this is going to be a short story of a full blown FF, depends if I can bring myself to stop writing 😆
As both UL and TCL are coming to an end I am here with A love Compromised, along side it I will be writing and entertaining you with The Mark of Innocence too, which I have already introduced.
I hope you like the concept and find it good enough to want to read and support me as brilliantly as you have done with my other stories and OS's.
A big thank you to -HoneyBunch- for allowing me to use her name for one of my characters. And also to Vinita for giving me permission to use her little Prince's name. I really appreciate it 🤗
Unlike my other FF's this one I will be writing as I go along, so please bear with me when it comes to updating on a regular basis, I will try and do my best.
If this is something you like and would like me to send you a PM for please let me know and buddy me.
So without further ado please find below the first chapter, it is not long, but hopefully will give you a taster for what is to come. Please let me know what you think...do leave a comment, especially if it is one worth carrying on with.
Lots of Love and Dua's Saima
A Love Compromised
'Ayaan you need to leave now if you are going to make it in time to pick up your brother' Dilshad had been trying to get her youngest so Ayaan to get off his lazy behind to go and pick up her eldest son Asad from the airport.
Asad was returning after having completed his MBA from America, he was not only returning home to take charge of his father's company but also to attend the wedding of his youngest brother Ayaan.
Asad had made it quite clear that he was not ready to get married so was happy for Ayaan to tie the knot before him. Dilshad was a proud mother of three beautiful children: Asad, Ayaan and Najma, Asad was the perfect son, someone who was cultured as well as disciplined; he was quiet and a lot more conservative as compared to Ayaan. Ayaan was a as crazy as any 21 year old, he lived for the moment and never thought about the consequences of his actions. He was known for his loud and over the top personality, he had the ability to brighten up anyone's day and had the largest girl fan following anyone could think of. And then there was Najma, a total daddy's girl, a daughter that any parent would be proud of, she was a mixture of her 2 elder brothers' stark contrast, a likable, lovable and adoring girl, who was able to strike a beautiful balance between being cultured and living in the modern world.
Dilshad came up to Ayaan and hit him across the head 'ouch...Ammi what are you doing?' he said rubbing the back of his head 'Ayaan, if I have to tell you to get out one more time I will do a lot more damage than that...now go, his flight is due to land in the next half hour' Ayaan got up and pulled his tongue out at his mum 'I am going no need for such violence' 'Ya Allah, just look at him, you are getting married in a few days...isn't it time you grow up?' 'Ammi, why would I want to do that...it's so boring...I mean look at Bhaijaan all he does is walk around with a serious face, the man doesn't even smile' 'Ayaan' Dilshad said folding her arms across her chest, if there was ever one thing that Dilshad couldn't tolerate that was anyone saying anything about her golden boy, Asad.
Ayaan waited for Asad to come through arrivals and as soon as he saw him he ran up towards him crashing him into a hug 'Bhaijaan...it's so good to see you...welcome home' he said as Asad took hold of his crazy brother. Asad pulled Ayaan back 'it's good to be home...come lets go'.
On the way home Asad sat quietly listening to Ayaan rant on about everything and anything 'Ayaan...does your wife to be know how crazy you are?' 'a little...' he said with a wink 'you know I never thought of you settling for an arranged marriage...I still can't believe you are actually getting married' Ayaan grinned at his brother's concern 'Bhaijaan it's quite simple, I either got married to who Ammi and Abu asked me to...or Abu made me work...you know that my music is everything to me...by me agreeing to get married I knew I was going to be able to continue with it' Asad looked at his brother bemused 'you are getting married just because of your own selfish gains...does this poor girl even know?' 'I am sure she will be ok...I mean I have met her a few times...you can meet her today she is coming around with her family tonight'.
Ayaan was part of a musical band and had been since he was 17. His group was his second family someone who he was very close to and was willing to do anything for, and if getting married meant he would forever remain a part of them then so be it.
After an emotional reunion with his family Asad went to get ready, it was the first time he was meeting his brother's future wife and in laws. Najma and Dilshad put the final touches to the dinner table before they went to get ready themselves.
They are here...Abu please answer the door' Najma shouted. Rashid made sure that all his family were gathered around to welcome them. He opened the door and one by one they all met their guests. Asad stood still waiting to be officially introduced, Najma in her excitement grabbed her hand and pulled her towards Asad Bhaijaan, I would like you to meet my new Bhabhi to be, Bhabi this is Asad Bhaijaan and Bhaijaan this is Zoya, Zoya Farooqui'
Index
Chapter 2 - page 15
Chapter 3 - page 31
Chapter 4 - page 41
Chapter 5 - page 57
Chapter 6 - page 72
Chapter 7 - page 86
Chapter 8 - page 102Link to Thread 3
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