"Oye Raima." She screamed loudly, Making him flinch and then glare at the mannerless woman.
"Kia hua hai? Tameez nai ha kisi ko bulane ki?" Ahil looked towards where she was looking and saw Hassan and Raima. He sighed. He didn't want to spend one hour more in the mall. He had decided that he would take her somewhere else to eat but not in the mall since it was very crowded.
(What happened? Don't you have manners to call someone?)
Raima had turned back at the voice and saw Hoor.
"Bhabhi is calling." Raima said, making Hassan look back and nod. They both went towards them.
"Kia krne aye thy?" Ahil asked a stupid question.
(What did you come here for?)
"Apki shadi ki shopping, meri to ho nai rahi." Raima nudged him with her knee. Why was he always talking about marriage? There were a lot of things other than marriage in one's life.
(Your wedding's shopping, Mine isn't happening.)
"Han meri choro, tumhari krdety hain."
(Yes leave mine, we should do yours.)
"Main tayyar hun bhai." He smiled while passing a hand through his hair.
(I am ready, bhai.)
"Main bhi." Ahil frowned and glared at the one standing beside him.
(Me too.)
"Tumse kisne poocha?" This was embarrassing for Hoor.
(Who asked you?)
"But main ni hu tayyar." Before she could say anything, Raima intervened, making Ahil feel satisfied seeing both Hassan and Hoor's faces.
(But I am not ready.)
"Kher sahi hai hum chaltay hain, Allah Hafz." Raima nodded, smiled at the doctors, and turned to leave when Hassan held her hand. She looked at him with a questioning gaze.
"Mery sath raha kro na, mjhy acha lagta ha jab m mery sath hoti ho." Hassan moved ahead holding her hand while Raima just gave an embarrassed smile to the doctors and left.
The doctors, after hearing Hassan's comment, looked at the distance between them, then glanced at each other's face and at the same time, both took a step back.
(Stay with me, I like it when you're with me.)
"Gari me ao." Ahil moved ahead and Hoor followed him behind. She was also tired now.
(Come to the car.)
"Waise itna hi masla tha shadi se to na krti, itna to mjy maloom hai k tumhe tmhry ghr walo ne force to kia ni hoga, na tum itni farmanbardar k jesy ap ki marzi keh ke mery se nikkah krlia." Ahil started the argument after a few minutes of silent driving.
(Well if you were having this much problem, then could have said no to marriage, that I Know for sure your family wouldn't have forced you, neither you are so obedient that you said 'as you wish' and got married.)
"Dimagh kharab tha, ab ghalti ka andaza hogya hai bht ache se." Why can't this man stay quiet? She was peacefully looking out of the window but he couldn't tolerate that.
(My mind wasn't working, now I have realised my mistake very well.)
"Ab kia faida? Ab to nikkah hogya, shadi ki date bhi ab badal nai sakti."
(What's the benefit now? Nikkah has been done, the date of marriage can't change either.)
"Kiu nai hoskti? Main baba se baat krugi aur wo aunty uncle se baat krengy toh hoskti hai." Ahil didn't say anything and parked the car at a side. He turned his head towards her.
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Gurya (Doll)
RomanceNot mature. Rated it to prevent it being posted on teen sites. Cringy unedited first draft that I, as the writer, don't have the heart to read again. I cannot edit it, too busy, so I keep writing ahead. Read at your own risk and responsibility, know...
