Love story of a young couple Aadil Imran and Farha Sagar.
He is Pakistani and she is an Indian Muslim. But she doesn't like Pakistanis.
Their marriage was an arranged one and she vowed to make it a living hell for her husband on the stand that he h...
The preparation for the wedding began and today Aadil's mom invited me over to their house to go shopping with her, Aadil and his sister, Ablah. I was kind of upset a little bit, but I couldn't show it because these people were just too nice to me.
In no time we were ready for the shopping and while I was busy surveying the Imran's mansion with my eyes, Aadil's mom came to me.
"Farha, shall we go?" She asked and I nodded in reply.
Soon, we were all in the car and I felt so uncomfortable and shy as Aadil's mom was seating next to me at the back seat. Aadil was sitting behind the wheel and Ablah sat next to him.
I felt so suffocated as we proceeded and we're out on the streets, as Aadil's mom didn't take her eyes of me, she was always staring at me and even though I didn't see her, I could feel her gaze always fixed on me.
Soon she placed her hands on mine and I looked up to her immediately. "You know my dear, I'll consider my son very lucky to be having a wife as beautiful as you are" she said and I forced a smile on.
"I hope you will do your best as a wife to him because he's my only son and I love him a lot" she said again.
"I promise to fulfill my duties as a wife to him maa" I replied her and she smiled,
"but I will never give you this one thing Aadil, Love" I thought silently to myself.
"You know Farha, my son is making a huge sacrifice by agreeing to marry you and I hope that you will accept all of his Islamic teachings by heart and change very soon" The woman said yet again, sounding so emotional and I could feel her emotions.
"I'll try my best maa" I replied her and she pulled me into an embrace, drawing my head to her chest.
"Oh Gosh! Mothers-in-law!!!" I thought to myself.
We finally reached the mall and I realized that it was the biggest one in the whole of Mumbai. I was just about to open the door when I realized that it was already opened and the handsome man was standing by it.
"Permit me" he said stretching out his hand and I was like wow! I like your style, Mr analyst.
"Don't worry, I'm fit to step out myself, so... kindly.... move aside" I said to him letting out an eye gesture and he was shocked.
"That was too much, Farha" I scolded myself and unluckily for me as I stepped out, I realized that his mom was watching.
"Farha" she called in a manner that seems like she was going to scold me.
"Well.... I...... I just..... I didn't want to stress him. You know I.... I'm a bit robust" I said stuttering and the woman just smiled at me and I smiled in relief.
Ahhhhh that was close.
We made our way into the mall and straight into the clothing store.
"Farha will you try this on?" Aadil's mom questioned after much search for a dress that will suit me.
"Okay maa" I replied and collected the dress from her. It was a really fancy custom silver choli lahenga with heavy flower designs.
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