Arsalan found it odd when Haness sent for him. However, he reasoned that it must be about the wedding. Halima or Murdad may have wanted some input from him, so he did not drag his feet and went over.
Parisa happened to be the one to usher him into the house. His brother sat in the living room, talking to Stephanie over a glass of juice.
"Isn't it prohibited to see my bride before the big day," Arsalan said. His voice had a jovial tune and his eyes squinted a little. Without listening to anyone, he took his lady's hand and lured her into his bosom. "I have missed you beyond words," he whispered to her alone.
But his beloved did not dote on him in the same light. "Can we have a moment alone?" Stephanie glanced at Haness and Parisa.
"Come Haness, let's go upstairs," Parisa let him hold
