Chapter 67

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"Yaar kabse tera intezaar kar rahe hain, nikkah ki shopping karne hai dono ko tere help chahiye lekin tu yahan muh bana kar baithe hai" rehaan, told one of their servants to inform her about their plan expected her to be ready instead of lazing around like an irresponsible sister "mujhe nahi jaana, khud pasandh karo main waise bhi kisi kaam ki nahi, mujhe kisi chees ki samajh nahi" 

"Faltu mein daant nahi khaane !" she replies, eyeing her husband whose busy in making presentation clearly showing no interest. 

"Kya bol rahe hai, fazool baatein mat kar chal uth please warna late hojayega, saman aur zoya naraz hojayenge, sunday ko nikkah hai, behan hone ke naate apne responsibility toh nibhaa" he reminded, annoying her more. 

"Tu mujhe mat bata .. dafah ho .. yahan se warna muh tod dunge !" throwing cushions at him "pagal hogaye hai kya !" he yells, protecting himself. 

"Bhai aap kuch bol kyun nahi rahe ?" he asked, running towards sidharth. 

"Tu unko kyun beech mein lekar araha hai jab baat hamare hai" she screams on top of her voice irritating sidharth "exactly, why r you dragging rehaan jab ladaye hamare huwe hai, tera sahi hai, galati khud karo phir bill dusraun pad phado, rehaan tere behan ka na deemag sadh gaya hai" she is offended. 

"Tere sidharth bhai ka dil jal raha hai !" exasperating him. 

"What did you just say mera dil jal raha hai, in your dreams, bakwaas mat kar jakar shopping mein help kar waise bhi ghar baith kar deemag khaa rahe hai" she gasped "nahi jaunge, aap se matlab, rehaan jakar mummy ko bol maine kahin nahi jaana, unko jaana hai toh jayein" poor guy, held his head. 

"Mat jao waise bhi tum kaunsa mujhse puch kar kuch karte ho" 

"Aap bina baat ke scene create kar rahe ho" 

"Tera kaam hai, mera nahi" 

"Aapka kaam hai, mera nahi" 

"Arey yaar chup karo, kyun lad rahe ho aur ladne ke liye mila bhi yeh din tha jab nikkah ki shopping karne hai" rehaan, interrupted. 

Listening to their loud voices, amma jaan walked in gaining their attention ... "Kya huwa bachaun, baahir tak ladne ki awaazein arahe hain ?" getting a little embarrass sidnaaz looked away while rehaan narrated entire incident leaving her astonish and other two awkward. 

"Rehaan tum aur junaid sab ko lekar boutique jao, I will make sure they reach on time" glaring sidnaaz "tum dono ne bachaun ki tarhan lad liya ya abhi baki hai, ghar mein shaadi hone wale hai, itne kaam pade hain, kabhi samajh daar hokar bhi soch liya karo jab dekho ladaye, kab dono bade hoge ?"

"Amma jaan, aapke ladle ne shuru kiya bina baad ke gussa hokar baitha hai .. kabse mana rahe hoon lekin mere baat nahi sunn raha" her voice cracked. 

"Maine nahi aapke chanda ne shuru kiya, mujhse zayada importance dusraun ko daite hai phir bichare bane ka drama karte hai" complaint immaturely, like two year old kids sighing pulled their ears due to which shrieked. 

"Ab ladaye karoge ya phir ache bacho ki tarha nikkah ke kamaun mein haath batwaoge ?" she demanded. 

"Hayeeee, chodein dard horahe hai ... hum jayenge please amma jaan !" both of them request putting their ego and anger aside. 

They drove to nearby mall and proceeded inside boutique where every body is busy looking for their best outfit "finally, kahan thi shehnaaz kabse intezar kar rahe hain, jiju aur tere ladaye khatum huwe ya phir abhi chal rahe hai" dearest friend zoya asks after pulling her away from others. 

"Mat puch, siyappa huwa pada hai jabse us kutte zahid ka call aya hai" shared her ongoing issues leaving her astonish. 

"Tera deemag kharab hai, why did u share your contact number tujhe kis baat ki jaldi thi, araam se daite, at least usko ache se jaane ke baad waise jiju ka na gussa hona banta hai kyunke hum zahid se sirf ek baare mile hain, sidharth ki galati nahin tere hai agar maine diya hota toh shayed rehaan bhi unke tarhan react karte, why did you even share tujhe nahi pata jiju kitne over - protective hain unke jaan baste hai tujh mein, kyun kisi aur ke liye unse lad rahe hai" 

"Yaar zoya kya hogaya hai zahid hamare university mein new student hai usko help chahiye thi notes mein socha kar daite hoon" 

"Dusre ladke bhi toh haina, why did he ask for your number ?" zoya confused. 

"Oh please, ab tu mat shuru ho faltu mein sab judge karne lag pade ho, dafah kar mujhe is topic par baat nahi karne, chal tere shopping karte hain" 

"Theek hai, meri maa chill kar 🤣" zoya and saman, completely trusts on her choice while sidharth helps rehaan and junaid. 

"Bhai sune maroon colour ka lehenga dikhaye" pointing at upper most shelf her beautiful orbs glitter in admiration.

"Kitna pyaara kaam hai 😍" caressing, net crystal work dupatta.

"Fuck man, wallet lekar ana bhool gaye ab sidharth ko kaise kahun mujhe yeh lehenga pasandh aya hai ... please lekar dein" she wondered. 

"Kya zaroorat thi, attitude dekh ane ki ab tolerate kar siyappa !" handed back dupatta by giving some random excuse and proceeded to help her sisters. 

"Tu kuch nahi khareed rahe, pasandh nahi aya kya ?" saman asked, everybody purchased something or the other except her and sidharth. 

"Nahi .. waise bhi mere paas bohut kapde hain ... I don't think ... I will go for something tum sab ka hogaya ho toh chalein ghar ?" everyone is surprised .. because she loves shopping "arey, aise kaise pehle kuch khaa pee laite hain, phir ghar jayenge aur waise bhi matching heels .... jewellery rehte hai" zoya told due to which chose near by cafe to relax and fill their empty stomach.

"Guys tum sab chill karo main abhi ata hoon" informing, he disappeared god know where sighing quietly drank her favourite frappuccino.  

"Tum dono ke beech sab theek haina ?" saman worriedly, questioned. 

"Don't worry, sidharth ne mujhe hurt kiya toh bass unko attitude dikha rahe hoon raat tak theek hojayenge" she assured, herself more than saman deep down feels terrible to misbehave with him ... her love ... her everything just because he is over possessive and protective, she must feel lucky right ?

How freaking stupid of her ? 💔😭

"Sidharthhhh" cutely pouts while looking around for him .. her heart sidharth.

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