A Marriage of Thorns!!!

Chap-6

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This is a very short chapter. Not a best one , but hope you will like it!!!

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I wiped my tears and moved towards the bag which according to Zara was packed by Saba. I opened it and the thing inside it bought a smile on my face.

It was a small card cut in a heart-shape. The words in it were :

'So my friend has become sooo big that she gonna have her first night. Oh Shaf ! Its weird. There's  something in bag, take a look. I want to know everything (excluding the "R-rated" scenes). Bye!!!'

There was a transparent, too sexy dress suitable for first night. Tear automatically started drop from my eyes at thought of last night. I quickly wiped it "He must had his reasons".

I searched through the bag. Hey! Where are the real clothes? In no way I'll stay in this lehenga and the same is for this weird dress from Saba.

I searched around and found the bags in the corner of the room, it was the one which I packed. Why didn't I see it earlier? I took a peach colored dress and grabbed a towel from the previous bag and went to the bathroom.

I stepped inside the shower. The warm water made me sleepy but it faded away when I started singing. I sang "Sooraj dooba he" song from the film "Roy". Its the latest movie and this song instantly became my favourite one. Who like this song hands up please!

At first my mood was off so I started to dance along with the song. I am a horrible dancer and that's why I dance only in bathroom. This cherished my mood.

I stepped out of the shower that's when I realized I took a long time. Then I brushed my teeth, finished all the stuff and went out in my new dress.

This dress fits me perfectly. Its an anarkali, typical Indian outfit. But I love them. It covers us fully. I bet I'm looking wonderful in this dress.

As I stepped out something made me shock. Zain is here. Why is he looking at me with wide eyes? He looked at me from top to bottom as if he was checking me. His mouth was open. "Umm....I will use the bathroom" he said like he was not sure of what he was saying and went.

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We went to the restaurant and once the food came I dig in it. I didn't bother to ask my husband to eat and there's two reasons for it. 1. I'm still mad at him and 2. He is super silent.

From the hotel till here he didn't say a single word. He is wrong and didn't bother to apologise, then why the hell I should talk to him?

See how weird it would be if I ask: "Why didn't you come last night? I was waiting for you!" I would rather die than losing my dignity. Just kidding, its based on circumstances.

"Zara wants to talk to you" Zain handed me the phone.

"Assalamualaikum!" Zara screamed. I literally took phone far my ear.

"Walaikumassalam" I replied.

"So enjoyed the night?" She asked. Augh! Please don't ask me that question.

"Hmm....where are you? In Dubai?" I changed the topic. I felt someone was staring at me. It was none other than Zain.

"No, in airport. I asked Zain not to come here. He should spend time with you and that idiot knows nothing and was willing to send us off"

Again this topic is making me sick "Where's Mom?" I asked.

"Mom? Don't ask! She is reciting all the duas from the moment we came here and is asking me to talk slowly" I bet she is rolling her eyes right now.

"Bye Kashaf! Its time to leave. Say bye to Zain. Allah hafiz"

"Allah Hafiz. Have a safe journey" she ended the call.

"She said bye" I said handing him his phone.

"Bye" he muttered taking the phone.

"Lets go" he stood up.

"Yeah!" I said taking a sip of my orange juice.

Again the whole ride was silent. Zain is super silent person and me? Total opposite. For me talking is like oxygen. If I don't find anyone to talk with, then I talk to myself. Its pretty much fun.

We came to halt before a house. It was so beautiful. Who I'm kidding? This is a big mansion like in movies.

"Let's go!" He came next to me.

"Whose house is this?" I asked looking at its beauty.

"Mine" he passed me weird look.

Idiot Kashaf. Its his house, that's why he bought me here.

We stepped in and the beauty of inside was even beautiful. Everything was the combination of white and gold. It was like a Royal mansion.

"So you brought a Stripper?" A manly voice came.

"Hold your tongue Danish!" Zain slipped his hand in my waist sending the tingles in my tummy. "She is my wife" Zain spat in that Danish guy face.

"Your wife? From when? Don't make a stripper, your wife. I know you too well" he looked at me with lustful eyes.

What? He is calling me a stripper! I want to rip his beautiful face apart from his body. Why would Zain bring them? Is he a type of player? Am I married to a wrong man? I managed to compose myself. I know for sure that Abu won't let any bad person marry me. He must seen some good in Zain.

In no minute Zain grabbed his collar and was about to punch but another voice stopped him.

"Hold on brother! She is his wife. Our beloved Zain has married yesterday" he didn't look at Zain buy instead he turned to me "Assalamualaikum bhabhi(sister in law)"

"Walaikumassalam!" I reply in a whisper with a fake smile plastered on my face.

He eyed Zain and left. But Danish stopped him "Wait for me Ibaad!"

"Come soon!" The second guy whose name is seemed to be Ibaad yelled back.

"Congratulations to you both" Danish said giving me a wink.

I rolled my eyes and faced Zain whose jaw was tightened. He dragged me to the room.

All time patience which I maintained till now, broken. How the hell can he call me stripper?

"Who are they?" I gritted through my teeth.

"My so called cousins" he said not turning towards me.

I can't take it anymore. First, he left me yesterday with no reason and now his cousins are insulting me.

"Can I ask you something?" He turned towards me. I continued "Where were you last night?"

"None of your business" he spat.

What? Its none of my business?

So how was it? Like I said it was a short one. Please vote and comment. Your comments means the world to me!

I will try to make the next update soon and also the interesting one!

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