The Arranged Marriage

In the Past: My parents HATE you! So bye!

Sahil's POV

The sunlight hits my face waking me up. I try to roll over but there's an arm thrown across my waist that prevents me from doing so. Also, there are loud snores emanating from the body attached to the hand. I follow the hand to Dami's face. Flashbacks from last night come crashing back and to be honest, it doesn't make me feel good. It makes me feel shameful. Shameful that I sleep with this girl for fun. Shameful that I'm not boyfriend material. Wait, where did that thought come from? I quickly move Dami's hand and get up to walk over to the bathroom. Maybe a cold shower will do me some good and wake me up. I step into the marble cubicle and start the cold water. As it runs over me, for some strange reason, I start thinking about Aisha. "What in the world?", I ask myself. I shake off the excess water from my hair and wrap a towel around my waist. I step out and quickly pull on some dark jeans with a white shirt. As I'm getting out of the bathroom, I see Dami waking up and slowly making her way over to me. "Morning", she sourly mumbles before locking the bathroom door behind herself. Well someone's got their underwear in a twist this morning. And then I realize that it makes no sense since she just walked by me butt naked. I try to remove the image of her non-existent butt before making my way downstairs. As I enter the dining room, I see Mom and Dad already sitting there. They seem deep in conversation and stop as soon I enter. "Good morning, Darling", Mom asks me as she turns towards me. "Morning Mom and Dad", I reply. "How did you sleep last night beta?", she inquires. "Um.. Well. Why do you ask?", I ask as I arch an eyebrow at her. "Oh! No reason", she mutters nonchalantly and turns her head to the door with a disgusted look on her face. I look over to see the cause for her unease. I mentally face-palm myself as Dami saunters into the room with no clue that she is why Mom looks like she's constipated. Dami and I have always had an agreement. If we are spending the night at one of our houses, we always leave before dawn and never face the parents. Looks like this girl doesn't care. "Foyer. Now", orders Dad who has been quite, up until now. "Look Dad, I can explain", I say trying to save my sorry self. "Your mother and I never say anything about any of the girls that you bring home as long as they leave before dawn", he tells me in a firm voice. Oh shiz! I thought we were sly enough. "This time you have taken it too far Sahil", Dad says with obvious disdain in his voice. He's never spoken like this to me. Not even when I came home fully drunk. "You will go in there right now and break up with that sorry little excuse for a girl", he orders. "And it is not up for discussion", he says after taking a look at my face. "Fine", I grumble. I walk back into the kitchen and see Mom trying her hardest to not tell Dami to use the silverware and not her fingers. I mean jeez, there's something called etiquette the first time you meet someone's parents. "Dami", I beckon her over. We walk back into the foyer. "You need to leave now and I'm breaking up with you", I tell her. "Bye", she cheerfully says and walks out the main doors. I just said I'm breaking up with her and that makes her happy? Strange girl. I go back into the kitchen and see that Mom finally looks relieved.

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