CHAPTER 4 My Answer

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I glanced at my mom in hope of hearing some comforting words, but she stood there without saying a word.

Suddenly, I felt tiny little fingers wiping my tears. It was my younger brother. At least there was someone who could actually see my pain and make me happy after all the shit that's been happening in my life.

"What's the matter, appi?" he asked innocently. (appi-sister)

"Nothing. Why did you come here though?" I said this while forcing a smile on my face.

"To remind you about a promise that you made!" he said in a disappointed voice.

"What promise"

"You promised to play hide and seek with me after coming back from college, but you don't even seem to remember about that," he said with a sad expression.

"We will definitely play hide and seek, and who said that? I don't remember. I remember everything. Now go play, and I will join you in a bit."

"Ok, appi," he said, saying that he ran away, leaving a smile on my face. Even if it was for a second, it comforted me so much.

Seeing his innocent face, I couldn't help but question my decision to reject this marriage. Like, how could I even be that mean and selfish to leave them like this? He needs to study and enjoy his life now, not spend it on the streets without food or money.

After analyzing the whole situation, I finally made my decision, but before that, I needed to have a conversation with that rude, arrogant guy who was responsible for all this.

I looked towards my mom, who was still standing there like the Statue of Liberty with no expression, and asked her to pass his number to me.

"Why do you need his number?" She finally showed some expression on her face after, god knows, how many decades?

"Give me. I wanna talk to him about this marriage."

"What do you want to say to him about this marriage? Everything is already..."

"I know that you guys already planned everything without my permission, but since it's my marriage, it's my right to talk to him once, and before I change my decision, GIVE ME HIS PHONE NUMBER"

In fear of me changing my decision, she gave his number to me and left to inform my dad about it.

My blood was literally boiling while I was typing his number. I was ready to attack him with my words so that he wouldn't even think about marrying me, even in his wildest dreams.

"Ahh! So annoying!" I murmured.

"Hello," a deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh, hi, Mister! How dare you keep such a dumb condition in front of my parents? Do you....."

"Sara! It's you. I have been waiting for your call. Why did you take so long, my sweetheart?"

"Excuse me. I am not your sweetheart, and I never will be. So you better not keep this misunderstanding."

"Chill girl! Calm down. It will be hard for me to handle you after our marriage."

"Then don't marry me. Anyway, no one in this world can handle my anger. Also, how dare you think that you can marry me after keeping that stupid condition before my parents? huh!"

"Condition!" saying that he chuckled. "I don't need to keep any conditions to marry you."

"Shut up. Why did you choose to marry me? There are so many girls out there, so find someone else and leave me for good." I said it in an annoyed tone.

"There are many reasons for me to choose only you, but I can surely give one to sum it all up. You are the most beautiful and kind-hearted person I have ever met in my entire life," he said.

Hearing that, I was taken aback, but I was also confused at the same time, because how can he say such a thing when we have barely talked to each other?

"Hello! Are you there?" he asked as I was lost in my own thoughts for a second.

"There are. Also,I just want to tell you one thing: Even though you are marrying me, I won't ever allow you to touch me without my consent, even if you become my husband."

"Don't worry It won't take long for me to get your consent, so get ready, baby girl. I am coming to get you." He said it in a deep voice.

"You're such a dumbass." I said, then I cut off his call, annoyed by his answers.

Such a pervert. I swear, Mr. Ali, I am going to make your life a living hell. I promise. I said to myself.


NEXT PART: 11 October 2023

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