HEER Getting ready, I look at my reflection in the mirror. The lady covers my head and sets the veil on my hair. "You're looking so beautiful," she praises me, holding my shoulders from behind. I smile at her as a response. She nods and suddenly the door of the room opens, earning our attention. As we both look in the direction, I find dad standing there. "Dad," I whisper, smiling at him. He genuinely smiles at me and walks towards me while I stand up to give him a hug. "You're looking so beautiful, Heer, just like your mother," he whispers, rubbing his palm on my back and I can tell, he is just about to cry. The lady smiles warmly at me before leaving us alone. 

HEER Our fingers interlock while we look into each other's eyes. My lips unconsciously twitched upwards into a little warm smile when he snaked his arm around my waist. I put my hand on his shoulder and then he flushed my body against his. We start moving our bodies according to the rhythm. I keep looking into his eyes, admiring his features. He is looking like the happiest person on this earth. The most handsome man is in front of me and I can't stop admiring his features. His dark locks which are gelled are now a bit tousled. He looks younger when those locks kiss his forehead. They fall when he tilts his head, looking into my eyes. I have touched them, threaded my fingers and tugged on them. I know how smoothly they escape my hold and I love the feeling.&nbs

HEER  But my fists suddenly go up to punch his chest and he dramatically rubs his chest. "I can't believe you thought sex isn't good for baby during pregnancy?" His tongue comes out and he licks his bottom lip, squeezing his eyes. "I'd no idea," he brings out, raking his hair. I can't help but chuckle, "How cutely you react!" He joins me, getting up on his knees and pulling down his sweats, following his briefs. He hovers over me and then kisses on my forehead, whispering, "Means we can make love every night…" His mouth travels to my cheek, jaw, neck and then chest. 

At the end of my book, I would like to thank you all very much. I wanted to write this book just to remove the frustration hidden inside me because I cannot speak. What is filled inside me, I can get out only through pen, but you have given love to my work, I am thankful to you. While writing about Heer and Sanam, I have fallen in love with them, so I want to take the Da'ud family forward. I want to write about his son, and even I've started portraying my ideas. Soon, I'll publish his offspring's story, which would be darker, of course. But guys, I don't want to do it now. Actually, I believe writing isn't what you do in a hurry and by doing that, I don't want to ruin the story, so you've to wait and I promise, I'll give you something better than Madness. For that, just remember my penname, Mastaani. You'll find the second book of Da'ud's family soon. Thank you for giving your time, Stay blessed and stay happy, and untill Da'ud's next book, give a cha