Yaarana

Chap 22-Engagement PArt 1

Imlie was anyways was planning to go back in december as she was done with studies. She was going to suprise her family. But she got the suprise instead , she quietly sat and touched the card .

"Tu kari sakis Imlie? Tu joi sakis?" She asked herself
(Will you able to do it? Will you able to see it?)
"I can.... It shouldnt be hard. I have come so far , this too i can see" she kept muttering.

Days went by, and the day finally came for Imlie to go back to India. She was coming only one day early. She didnt tell anyone. She opened her house, and took a breath. She saw her dad and Imlie having coffee, watching tv. She missed a her dad lot, she still couldnt moved on. In NY, she didnt get body shamed there were girls like her who lived their life normal. They wrre confidence , it showed how they carried themselves. Her dad always said same but she didnt realize until she went to NY. Her Bulimia disorder had subsized for now. She didnt have stress factors there, who would taunt or bully her as much it happened in India.

She went to her dad room, opened the cupboard and hugged his shirt. "Your Imlie is slowly breaking Papa." She said in low voice.

She saw her phone ringing but she ignored. She was directly going to go tomorrow evening for engagement. But she will go early as she had promised Aryan that she will be the one who will get him ready.

Whatsapp Message

Aryan: Where the fuck are you? You still havent come to India. My engagement is tomorrow. I swear dil if you are not next to me i am not putting that ring in Sona's finger.😡😡😡
Imlie: I will be there by afternoon . Chill.
Aryan: That means you came to India and didnt even inform.
Imlie: Am in India but in different city. I have long halt. Cheap ticket😜

Imlie lied, she wanted her time alone with her dad and his memories. Aryan insisted to pick her up but she said no.

Next day...

Imlie packed a small bag with all her clothes for the events. Neelam mom had told her to stay with them for rest of the events. She couldnt say no. She also had promised to help with the events.

As she had promised, she reached in afternoon. The mansion was decorated with Pink and White flowers. It looked beautiful. There was lights on trees and bushes she could only imagine how it will look at night.
As soon she entered, Neelam came running and huggef her. She cried "I missed you baby"
"I missed you too Mom" She wiped her tears.
She met Uncle and Vishu who hugged her and started to already direct her for help. She was lookinh for Aryan, she wanted to see him. Touch him.

She was helping Neelam to decorate shagun thalis when she felt a hand around her neck.
"Aa gai dil" his voice was soft
She turned around and smiled "bola tha na" she hugged him and kissed his cheeks. He blushed! Imlie mouth was open "Wow! So much change in two years! Blushing!!"

Aryan was blushing because of Imlie kiss, dare anybody can make Aryan blush. He had become a hard, cruel , rude man after Imlie left which Imlie was unaware. He always stayed same for her. His niceness was gone out of window, he had become a work machine in these two years he had become the most powerful man in India so much so he had made connections with the underworld.

His and Sona relationship was still same- a namesake. He hardly spent time with her, he would give his cards and she would enjoy and travel. They didnt even kiss each other in this two years. Sona kept everything under wraps, for her all that mattered was status and power. A showoff to the world that she married the most eligible powerful man of India.  She splurged on his money, she treated in status lower than her as trash. Aryan was getting some hints, but now he was indifferent. It was namesake marriage for the society.

The hours went by, it was time to get ready.
Imlie was infront of mirror, she was wearing white georgette anarkali suit, with simple emerald necklace around the neck. She felt concious, as her fat bulge was obvious. She pushed aside her thought and went to Aryan's room. She knocked on the door, when Aryan opened the door, Imlie just stood her. She gaped at the man infront of her, he was just wearing pants. His abs, his tatoos on his hands all looked out of movie.

"Muh bandh kar dil, aaja andar"
"I never knew Rui is this handsome and hot" she blurted.
"Yea right, if that was the case you would be with me" he muttered not enough for Imlie to hear
"Huh? What you said?"Imlie scowled
"I said I have always been hot" he took white shirt.
Imlie took the shirt from him and helped him. Then she helped with the velvet blue blazer. Her hand was shaking, this was harder than she thought. They looked at each other in mirror, she smiled.

"Sit" she kept a chair infront of mirror. He sat, she got some gel and started to set his hair. She was so busy, she didnt see Aryan reaction. He was immersing himself in her smell, his eyes closed whenever the duppata caressed his face.  He wanted to crush her in hug and bite her lips but he could only do that in his dreams. This two years has been hard on him, he had few guards around Imlie in NY. He knew all her whereabouts. All that mattered she was safe and happy.  He had started to smoke, as if one addiciton was taken away from him so he needed something to replace the void. Ciggerates might be damaging but for him it was solace. Whenever he wished to touch her and feel her, he would finish 5-10 cigarettes. But they say right love cannot be replaced with anything. And Imlie was just not his love but his obsession. He had built a secret room in his office, where from childhood to now it was filled with Imlie and his memeories. Pictures, gifts and memorabilia.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when Imlie squealed " oh my god, ketlo mast lage che" she said in gujrati
She took some kajal from his eyes, and put a dot behind his ear. "Thoda makeup karu?" She asked
"No"
"Are some touchup, moisturizer and all"
"Fine" he said

Imlie loved pampering him right now, she made his face looked glowy.
Once she was done, she came to his height as he was sitting behind him . She talked to him through mirror "congrats Rui" she softly kissed his cheeks.

There was knock on the door, both snapped out of their stares.

"Beta everybody is waiting" Aryan's Dad said.

Imlie smiled and took Aryan's Hand "Lets go, i have to handover your nakhras, your shaitanya to someone else. Its someone else rights now Rui, keep her happy. Never let her cry" She ordered.

Imlie was shaking again, her legs were shaking, her heart was heavy. But she took him downstairs towards the garden where the setup was.