AMYRAH.
I was busy doing my project when Zayna barged inside the room informing me about the things that came from my in-laws.
The day after tomorrow is our engagement and it's been a month now that they came for the proposal. I met aunty a few times after that and she is the sweetest lady I've ever met.
The interaction between me and Aaban got gradually decreased but we are still in touch on the phone. Now he is always making sure if I'm doing well or not, if there is any problem with my family or if Abbu harmed me.
Harming is the secondary he isn't even looking at me. Whenever I go down to eat he will try to leave and Ammi will glare at me and eventually I will leave and skip the meal.
He is still mad about it and Aunty fuelled his anger by telling me to rejoin the Uni. I can never thank her enough for what she did to me. She gave me a chance to dream again to fly high in the air.
I'm not a nerd like Aaban says but studies are my escape from this world, from this pressure and from this family. I could take 2 to 3 hours out without even acknowledging it.
University feels like home to me and this house is so damn suffocating. These things I can't tell Aaban. There is some respect and value for my family, I don't want anyone to look down at them even though they give me every chance to.
I walked down but got froze listening to the words of my parents. "They are a wealthy and respected family. We still have time to fix it with Zayna instead of Amyrah." That was Ammi and it snatched my breath away.
"I thought of it too but the day after tomorrow is the engagement and how can we swap the brides now." Abbu is no less.
"If you say I'll talk with his mother and tell how capable Zayna is and try to change her mind."
"But I want that girl out of my house before she thinks about digging my name in front of the world." Why does Abbu have so much venom for me? Tears were continuously rolling down from my eyes listening to their conversation.
"I'll talk with my sister. She is ready to give Sahil's proposal. I even called her before this proposal and she was ready to come."
My entire body froze listening to his name. That guy is my nightmare. Ek number ka behuda, besharam, badimag, kamzarf aur takkabur mein duba hua shaqs hein. Ewww!!!
(He is one of the vulgar, shameless, Badass, ugly and is drowned in arrogance.)
If it was some other guy in replacement of Aaban I might have backed out but I can't imagine sharing my Aaban with anyone. Just thinking about it is fuelling my rage. I will never let any girl near his presence.
Unhe ek ladki ka saya bhi na chuye.
(A shadow of a girl shouldn't even touch him).
"Talk to your sister and tell her to give her an answer fast." So they already thought of doing it.
"I'll handle her but what about that lady. How should I tell her that my Zayna is the best choice for her son." Her Zayna? What about me? Who am I? A burden, an unwanted girl.
"Do whatever you want but my name shouldn't become anyone's gossip. Do you understand?"
"Yes, if I have to replace it in the last moment I'll do it even after the engagement." I stumbled back as it's getting unbearable for me. I was about to fall down but a hand got wrapped around my shoulder and I flinched back.
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ENAMOUR LOVE
RomanceLiving in a conservative and strict middle class family, of Siddique's, AMYRAH SIDDIQUE has to struggle a lot for the bare minimum as being the middle child of the family. Being at a young age, she lacked the care, love and importance which are the...
