Mrs Pride weds Mr Arrogant [Islamic]

CHAPTER 8

"YOU ARE SEHAR'S BROTHER!!" Inara's voice almost came out loud . She was shocked at the truth .

"Yes , miss Inara. So, do you want to go ahead with your sweet words or are you done?" Zayan asked with a raised eyebrow. Inara gulped.

"You know my friend Bhai?" Sehar asked .

"Yes , she's the girl-" Before Zayan could continue his words , Khalid joined from behind.

"She's the girl of his dreams" Khalid smiled . He held his phone where the entire information of Inara was on .

Inara stared at Zayan and then back to Khalid . Her eyes kept darting left and right in surprise.

"What??!!" Sehar asked with a wide smile almost hopping on her spot.

Zayan looked at Inara , "Want to add something to it babe?"

Inara pointed her index finger towards herself as if asking 'Is it me , you are addressing as babe?'

Zayan passed her a pressed smile , 'Yes , it's you , you darn witch . Now be a decent human and refuse it so that I can create a fuss and my brother can shoot you'

"Inara !! You sneaky girl !! You should have told me you like my brother and oh my gosh ! My Bhai is even pairing with you" Sehar jumped while clinging onto Safia's hand.

"You look quite stunned, is everything fine?" Khalid asked Inara.

Zayan gave a little nod , expecting the answer he had been waiting for .

Inara gathered herself and took a deep breath , "It's nothing Mr Siddiqui, it's just I wasn't expecting Zayan to accept our relationship like that in front of his entire family"

Zayan held his heart hearing her words.

'Why did she said that??' Zayan cursed.

"Why wouldn't he ? The social classes are the last thing which should matter in a wedding" Khalid smiled sweetly .

Zayan stared at Inara who was rushed towards the other side by her family as they congratulated her .

The lunch continued , and the chatters filled the air . Zayan took each bite with distress . Chewing and gulping the food was very difficult for him , given the situation he had accidentally got himself into.

Inara's face was filled with the same distress. Zayan stared at her . 'I wish I can understand what this witch is planning this time' Zayan prayed as he saw Inara taking slow bites.

Her eyes met with Zayan for a split second , she looked down and continued eating . A splash of guilt was visible in her eyes.

The lunch got over . Inara was the last one to nibble on the food and when it got over , her plate was carried over to the kitchen by the maids.

Zayan stared at her , wanting to speak something but his eyes fell on his family who were around them.

"If y'all may permit me , I want to have an alone time with my dear girlfriend" Zayan told them .

"Ofcourse Bhai" Sehar smiled . Inara couldn't help , but fear what could happen to her now . Despite this , she maintained her calm aura. She got up from the chair , while brushing her suit straight to get rid of any crumb.