Sahiba was in her bed staring at the ceiling fan which was roaming in fast circles providing her with cool air. She actually had the conversation with that arrogant beast who insulted her chastity, her character, her status and everything related to her but today he apologised.
For the first time she realised that she can breathe in the same air as himself. She can talk to him and treat him like she does to others.
Sahiba realised that even though he had apologised to her about his ways but he will never forgive her family especially her mother and Seerat di. He wouldn't support her in the art fest because he is too hurt to let go of that.
Today his eyes spoke of a different kind of pain and she saw him being dejected in his own guilt trap which he couldn't get past to because it kept haunting him which she didn't want. She never wanted someone to go through the pain she is enduring.
She understands the suffering one has to face because of holding on to the past incidents and it had resulted her in panic attacks which are harmful for her so much so that she can loose everything she dearly loves.
She then went to a deep sleep as she wanted to wake up early the next morning because only 3 days were left for her Art festival.
In the morning it was 6:38 and Sahiba had came out just to find the whole family seated in the living arena which surprised her because it was a little early for them not for her husband because he is a morning person as she figured out. She greeted everyone and then took blessings from Daarji and Bebe.
Not being able to control her mind she finally asked, "Daarji, can I ask something?"
"Sure puttar, what happened?" He said.
"Why is everyone up so early today? I mean isn't this quite early for you all?" She said.
To which all of them laughed leaving her more confused than ever. Then Manveer went to her and caressed her hair saying, "You have not met one member of the family and she is arriving today. Angad, Veer and Garry went to the airport to pick her up."
Sahiba just nodded not knowing what to reply. Manveer had caressed her hair with so much care that she felt her love in that moment without any words.
"Daarji I am here." A young girl who was around 22-23 years ran inside and there she was the cutest person of the Brar family excluding little Prince.
She went towards her Daarji and hugged him like she wanted the old man to carry her like a little child. She greeted every member of the family and then came towards Manveer and her eyes were clouded with tears.
She started sobbing and so did Manveer. She then hugged her and Manveer kissed her head with a lot of affection.
"I missed you so much Mami" she said.
"I missed you too my little one." Manveer said and turning to Sahiba she said, "Yashu she is Sahiba, your Bhabhi and Angad's wife."
"So you are the Sahiba Bhabhi everyone talks about. Hello Bhabhiji I'm Yashika." She smiled at Sahiba to which she relaxed a little.
Sahiba went on to touch her feet as a mark of respect but Yashika gave her a bear hug which made Sahiba feel home.
"We will have lots of fun together. Sorry I wasn't able to attend the wedding, it was so sudden and I had the biggest assignment of my life getting scheduled the very next day of your wedding." She said holding her hands.
"You succeeded?" Sahiba asked with a lot of interest.
"I did Bhabhi, my Angad paaji, Veer paaji and Garry paaji were with me on the video call when the results were getting announced. And when they announced me the winner, we all celebrated." She said making Sahiba a little uncomfortable but didn't show it.
"You would be hungry, let's go and have some food." Sahiba suggested with a smile.
"Yup, super hungry but I want a nice shower first. I'll go freshen up and until then please ask the servants to serve food." She said and ran away making Sahiba chuckle.
Sahiba just went inside the kitchen and saw the servants making delicious food for Yashika to which she added Rava Halwa which she thought that Yashika would like it.
Sahiba completed the process and exited the kitchen quietly letting the servants do their work and went to get ready for today's endeavours. She was wearing her locket which had her picture with her father. Anyone could clearly tell how much she loves her father and she could do anything for him. It been 1.5 months since her getting married and she missed him every night.
She came out with her bag ready to go to her art shop. She went to the table and took blessings for Daarji to take her leave for the day. But Yashika stopped her saying, "Where are you going Bhabhi?"
"Um.. I was actually..." Sahiba was hesitating telling the young girl about her work and status because she didn't want to hear the colourful words again.
"Yashu, your Bhabhi is an excellent artist. The decoration I sent you 6 months before on Daarji and Bebe's anniversary was done by her." Angad said with pride which shocked Sahiba so much that she couldn't help her eyes getting big.
She somehow smiled and faced the family and turned around but Yashika asked if she could come along because she wanted to see her craft.
Daarji permitted and both left in the car as Yashika was the princess of the family. Sahiba was happy that someone from Angad's family wanted to see her work. And actually the ATM as she called him in the past, actually recognised her art and praised her calling her Yashika's Bhabhi.
'Does that mean Angad considers her as his wife? They were civil right? Does that mean he doesn't consider her as a gold digger anymore?' She thought.
Sahiba was stuck in the pool of thoughts which actually distracted all her attention from Yashika to which the latter pouted and shook her Bhabhi gaining all her attention to herself. Yashika then told her all about her studying experiences and life in abroad. The women enjoyed connecting with each other till the art store arrived.
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Amore è vita
FanfictionThis is an Italian phrase which translates to- Love is Life. Previously known as 'Sahiba aur Angad ki Kahani', Sahiba Kaur Monga, an ambitious artist gets married to Angad Singh Brar in unfavourable circumstances. She is termed as a cheater and fra...
