A wanderer Last Episode 24

 

Before Maham woke up, the beautician who was to prepare her had arrived with her three-member team. They got Maham ready again, for Morgan. Morgan had also returned home.

After offering the evening prayer, Morgan came downstairs, dressed in a shalwar kameez, wearing a garland of flowers around his neck. Despite his simplicity, Morgan looked dignified.

Maham, dressed as a bride, was sitting on the couch in the lounge. Begum Mumtaz ordered Morgan to sit next to her. Both photographers were ready and waiting for this moment. A brief photo session took place. All the family members presented gifts to the couple.

Afterward, Mumtaz Begum instructed Morgan to take the bride to his room. Morgan extended his hand, and Maham quickly placed her hand on his.

Morgan took her to his bedroom. The decor was impressive, with everything imported and adorned with numerous flowers. Morgan signaled Maham to sit beside the bed. She sat on the bed, looking around the room, while Morgan took a seat beside her.

The moment Morgan sat next to Maham, her heart began to race. Morgan lifted her downcast face and said, "My name is Morgan Baig." Upon hearing this, Maham's cheeks blossomed with a smile.

"I was Maham Chaudhry until yesterday. Today, thank God, I am Maham Morgan," she introduced her past and present. This was the first verbal introduction of their silent love.

Morgan presented his bride with a beautiful diamond necklace.

They spent the entire night talking and teasing each other. Silent love had gained the ability to speak through the blessing of their marriage. They recalled the incidents of their unique love, basking in its memories throughout the night. After bathing in the late hours of the night, before the Fajr call to prayer, Morgan took Maham by the hand and led her to the terrace.

On that cold night, the moon looked like a groom in the blue sky, and the stars resembled wedding guests. Gazing at the heavens, Morgan remarked, "This was the time I used to set out for my ascension."

“I have traveled alone enough; now I am your companion,” Maham said, looking into Morgan's dark eyes with her brown ones. Seeing this, Morgan fell in love with her. They were both enchanted by each other's affection.

"You are very beautiful," Morgan said, looking into Maham's eyes.

Maham smiled modestly, her gaze lowered, radiating charm. At that moment, her cheeks glowed like the sun rising over a field of saffron.

"I want to say something..." Maham asked with lowered eyes.

“Go ahead…” Morgan replied affectionately.

"It's a bit personal..." Maham said sweetly.

“The bond between a husband and wife is also personal,” he replied.

"Please forgive your parents." Morgan looked at Maham seriously. Maham doused the seriousness with her smile, taking his hand in both of hers and said, “Please, for my sake... I believe that the greatest lovers are indeed the parents. What kind of lovers are they who never make mistakes? They made mistakes too.”

“Who told you all this?” Morgan asked, his tone impassive as he read Maham's face.

“Uncle Hakim told me…” Maham said softly, also looking at Morgan's face.

“Please... take this as my first and last wish. I will not ask anything from you for the rest of my life…”

“On one condition…” Morgan said in a blunt tone.

“I agree…” Maham, overjoyed, replied without hearing the condition.

“You will never mention them again!” Morgan stated firmly.

“I accept that too…” She felt relieved to hear Morgan's words, and smiled in a teasing manner as she added, “You were so angry, for a moment, you scared me! How can you be so angry… Oh God!” Maham exclaimed with a delightful expression. Morgan smiled upon hearing this. He had fully entered the valley of love, bridging the gap between love and hate.

"Do you want to meet Lana Herry?" Morgan asked Maham.

"That famous writer?" Maham guessed.

"Yes, that's her!"

"I would like to meet her... but at this moment, Lana Herry...?" Maham said in surprise. Morgan smiled.

"Lana Herry said that when you find the destination of love, call me, then I will write a novel about you too."

“Have you found it... your destination of love?” Maham asked casually.

"My love and my destination are both in front of me at this moment," Morgan said romantically. Hearing this, Maham lowered her gaze.

The story that began at the wedding hall concluded with their union.

The end.

 


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