Destined for One Another

Destined for One Another (2)

Mahinoor's P.O.V.

"Mahi, move faster," Kinza Khala said, "Humhara Rehan aata hi hoga." (Our Rehan will be here soon) I tried not to vomit in my mouth at her overly cheesy words, he was not mine and I was not his. For all I know he has a secret girlfriend in New York, Allah knows what he is doing there for a career, or is he just blowing all of Kinza Khala and Zaid Khalu's money?

Pulling at the bed sheet I help her fluff out the pillows like she has asked me to.  "Okay, I am going to go check on the food in the kitchen, Jannat will come help you here." She instructed,

Nodding my head I continued to set the bed, and then unravel the power cord from the vacuum I didn't even realize Jannat had come until she attacked me from behind, "Excited to see your mister?" She asked happily but I shrugged her off, she knew that I didnt want to get married to her brother so I didn't know why she was asking me such stupid questions. "Mahi,"

"Just clean up Janah Api," I responded turning the vacuum on I began to do my job, I was trying to keep my tears and sadness concealed the best I could but anxiety was corsing through my veins. The minute Rehan steps into this house, everything will be ruined.

Janah Api gave me my space and began cleaning the bathroom, quietly doing our tasks by the time,  we were done she gently grabbed my hand, "I know you and Bhaiya do not want to get married Mahi, but maybe think of this in a good light, maybe something amazing might come out of this."

Little did she know her Bhaiya, might already have someone with whom he was happy, and I am being forced into his life. "Api, forced relations never turn out to be something amazing, either this Nikkah is going to turn into a completely chaotic relationship or a miserable one. I do not see a happy light in any situation, so please stop trying to lighten up the atmosphere when my life has already been completely engulfed in darkness." Brushing past her I run downstairs, maybe Roza was right, maybe the only way of escaping this bullshit is to run away, maybe I should run away.

"So," Aryan Bhaiya said throwing all of his body weight on top of me, "My future sister-in-law, now sister. . waiting for my brother to come desperately?"

Giving him major side eyes, I push his arm off my shoulders, "Not funny Ayaan Bhaiya," I mumbled, and he quickly latched onto my wrist worry  in his eyes, "Bhai,"

"I know," He said quietly,  "I think everyone knows that the two people who are getting married do not want to get married, how ironic right?" So why wasn't anyone doing anything? "But, I know Rehan Bhaiya will take great care of you Mahi, and I also know that you will take great care of my brother as well. Our Ammas and Babas probably saw something between you two, and think about it this way, thank Allah Rehan Bhaiya came to see you that day, not me."

I'd rather have him marry me than Rehan, "Why?"

"Because, Rehan Bhai is much wiser, soft-hearted, and more handsome than me."

I know that he was just trying to help, but the anxiousness of knowing Rehan will be here at any moment. was killing me. "I don't know about. that," I say, "It  would be pretty hard to beat your looks Bhai."

"Stop complimenting him," Amma said walking in between us to separate us, "Tumhara Miya aane wala hain." (Your husband is about to come)

My smile fell, "Amma, Ayaan Bhai and I were just joking, so please."

"Mahi," Ayaan Bhai whispered, "Stop,"

Amma's face filled with disappointment, that was the only emotion she showed me anyways, "Kabhi toh pyaar se baat karliya karo mujhse Mahi, mein tumhari Amma hoon dushman nahi." (Mahi, could you please talk to me politely sometimes? I am your mother, not your enemy.)

"Aap-" (You-)

"Mahi, Sajal!" Kinza Khala yelled, "Come fast, Zaid texted me, Rehan is almost at the front door, quickly gather around."

Rolling my eyes I stand behind everyone trying to stand hidden as much as possible, as Kinza Khala opened the door, immediately launching herself into her son's arms. "Rehan!" She exclaimed.

Amma came to stand beside me I thought she would push me to the front instead she held onto my hand gently but almost as if she was trying to still feel me beside her. I knew she was afraid of letting me go too, I just needed her to say it out loud so it could be a help to the both of us.

Rehan was greeted by everyone visually until they spread apart to make their way to get to me. My breath hitched once our eyes met, okay maybe Ayana Bhai wasn't wrong about Rehan being much more handsome than he was. Swallowing harshly I forced a smile on my face for everyone, "As-salamu Alaykum," I greeted him keeping my distance.

"Wa Alaykum salam," He responded, his eyes never left my face once. I am pretty, but not that much where he couldn't take his eyes off me.

The room was silent, "Safar kaisa tha aapka?" (How was your flight?) I asked awkwardly. 

He chuckled, "Theek tha,"  (It was okay.) Putting his bags down he reached out to hold me but I stood firm. I did not want to get in trouble for letting him get too comfortable with me. The adults in the room laughed, at our actions.

"Mil lo," (Hug him)  Amma whispered gently pushing me towards him.  I didn't want to.

Clenching my jaw I waited for his embrace as he opened his arms again and wrapped them around me. Pulling me in tight, "You know," He whispered in my ear, "I was the first to hold you after Sajal Massi so you don't have to shy away from my hugs or touch. I have a right."

"And I have a right to choose whether I want to be hugged by you or not" I whispered back hoping to show my discomfort to him, " I am not 10 years old anymore."

Rehan pulled away keeping his fake smile plastered over his face, he looked around the room, "Well? I am starving where is all the food?"

Kinza Khala looked at me suspiciously but took him into the dining room where she and Amma had at least six different dishes prepared all Rehan's favorite. Peshwari Naan, Roti, Nihari, Namkeen Gosht, Chana Pulao, and for dessert Sheer Khurma.  We all gathered around the table for lunch, but just as I was about to sit down beside Roza, Baba grabbed my arm in a soft grip and sat me beside him, so I was in the middle of him and Rehan. Feeling uncomfortable I clear my throat and start to pour myself food when I realize there is a table full of eyes watching me, "Adat nahi hai na,"(She is not used to it) Kinza Khala said.

Confused I asked,  "For what?"

"Rehan ko kana serve karo,"(Serve Rehan food) Baba said firmly, 

Why did he forget how to use his hands on the flight back? Clenching my jaw I looked over at him who looked very uncomfortable with the situation as well, "Ahad Khalu, I can do it by myself," He said, 

"Rehan," Zaid Khalu stopped him, "Mahinoor, karo serve." (Mahinoor,  serve him food.)

Was I his fucking maid? Standing up I looked over at him angrily but nevertheless served him all the dishes that were sitting infront of him. "How many naans?"

Clearing his throat he answered,  "Two please,"

Setting his plate down I sat down,  keeping my gaze down at my food that once looked so. appetizing now made me seem so nauseous. This is why I didn't want Rehan to come back because here he wasn't going to be treated as just Rehan, he was going to be treated as if some king had just returned from a long-lost voyage. 

I hate him, I hate that my life revolves around him as much as I didn't want it to, and I hate the fact that soon I will have to marry him. . .