Mere Humnava

Chapter 4

Amaya's POV

Finally after 2 hours and 20 minutes we landed in Delhi and on our way to Inayat's house, I was admiring the people and place.

We arrived in Jor Bagh and damnnn, it looked like an elite society. I got to know rich people of the city lives there and we arrived at her house which was more of a mansion.

"BHAISAAB ye itna bada sa ghar chorkar tum Pune me ek 1 BHK flat me rehti ho!!"
I exclaimed to which she just laughed.
Vidhaan Bhai and Naina di had the same reaction.
( Bro, you live in a 1 BHK flat in Pune when you have a mansion like this!!)

We were admiring the beauty of the lawn when a pretty middle aged women approached us. I think it's her mother.

"Assalamualaikum bacho" she greeted us with a sweet smile on her face. She was wearing a pink garara with her hair in bun with gajras. God I love love love gajre.
( Assalamualaikum kids)

" Namaste" we three greeted her and Inayat hugged her.

" Aree Inayat meri bachii kaisi ho? Sab khairiyat na?"
She asked still holding her in her arms.
(My child Inayat, how are you?)

" Mai badhiya khala, aap batao kaisi ho?"
( I'm okh aunt, how are you?)

Oh so she is her aunt, maybe she is Zoya Di's mum.
"Mujhe laga aap Inayat ki mumma hai"
( I thought you are Inayat's mum)

I said and she just did a 'no' sign and Inayat corrected me saying she is the mother of her elder cousin brother  Ibrahim with whom I talked rudely with. Now that she mentioned it, I was feeling a little guilty and at the same time scared that what if she throw me out of here or started shouting at me on how dare I talk to his son like that.

But there was Inayat, she didn't told this to anyone and we went further inside the mansion and it was soo pretty like really Inayat is mad to even leave a place like this.

After that we met Inayat's parents and Zoya Di's parents. We got to know that today was the mehandi function so we all have to get dressed in 3 hours.

Soon we went to our personal rooms which were given to us and it was a giant room which looked like the bride's one.

I rested for like half an hour on the cozy bed because in the flight, indeed it was of short duration but Vidhaan Bhai slept there like a donkey snoring so loud that I couldn't got any rest.

After that I decided to roam around in the mansion so I went out of my room. I was walking in the corridor when I saw Zoya di's room.I knew it was hers because it was more decorated with a bride's sign on the top of the door.I decided to enter it and there she was, the beautiful bride sitting on a chair and talking to someone on call. Maybe it's her soon to be husband because she was smiling while talking.

I tip toed and went near to her to take the phone from her hand. She got startled for a second and she tried to take it back from me but I was fast enough to run outside of her room. I heard a familiar voice from the other side but I didn't payed much attention and started my dramee as usual.

"Hello ji, to aap hai hamare jiju. Aapke jute to bachne nhi wale hai Mai bata de rhi hu or haa-"
(Hello, so you are going to be my brother in law, I'm telling you I'll not leave your shoes at any cost-)

(Hiding shoes of the groom on wedding is a ritual in India and in order to take it back, the groom has to give money to their sister in law)

"Who the fuck is this? Zoya are you there?"

Why is he so mad? Maybe he didn't liked that I disturbed their conversation.
"Aree aree, aap itna gussa kyu ho rhe ho? Shaadi ke baad to wo aapki he hai, abhi aap bas-"
( Dude why are you getting so mad? She will be all yours after the marriage, now please -)