26. Betrayal

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Shubman's pov:

I press my doorbell only to be greeted by Shahneel, mom and dad smiling widely.

This seems suspicious. Why are they all welcoming me like that.

I manage to smile fakely and gets pulled into a hug by my mom and a kiss on the cheek. Also my dad pats my back and Shahneel takes my luggage from me settling it.

I step inside without showing any sign of affection towards my mother. And only give her one word answer. I'm still not on comfortable terms with her. Even though she misses no opportunity in trying to do that, hugging and kissing me whenever she gets the chance.

I sit on the couch and Shahneel offers me water. I gladly take it from her and raise my eyebrows to ask her what had gotten in my parents.

She makes a scowling face and returned to the kitchen.

Mom comes out with a plate of sizzling aloo parathas and water immediately floods my mouth as I smell them in front of my.

But the world cup is approaching and I don't wanna ruin my diet. So I decide as skipping dinner like I do.

"I'm sorry, me yeh nhi kha sakta, diet par hu." I said and I saw her smile fading as she takes it away.

Tbh, it feels a bit bad tonot talk to mom like that, but she did destroy my relationship.

Dad sits by my side and talks tome about my game and we talk for a while before mom came and sat on my other side.

"Kaka, beta mujhe pata he ki tujhe meri shakal bhi ni dekhni par please, ek baar apni maa ki baat sunn le." She said with raised pleading eyebrows.

I sit back down.

"Hame pta he ki tu......Sara ke saath he." She said as I stared at her.

"Ab teri shaadi ki umar ho gyi he, aur beta sach bolun toh wo ladki bohot acchi he. Tujhe wo pasand bhi he, please ek baar soch le." She said.

I closed my eyes and leaned back knowing my answer.

"Nhi." I said.

"Arey beta ek baar soch toh le-"

"Soch liya, nhi! Bass?" I said.

"Par ab toh kucch ho hi nhi sakta....." I heard Shahneel lowly trail off and my ears perk up.

"Kyu? Kya hua? Rishta fix kar diya kya mera?" I said with a laugh.

Everyone goes silent and keeps looking at me.

"Kya hua...sab ese chup kyu...." I said sensing that there might be some sort of problem.

"Kyu ji? Aap bhi toh kuchh bolo! Me akeli bolti rahun?" Mom said to dad.

"H-haan...matlab n-nhi...nhi haan me bolta hu..." dad said.

"Kaka....wo gall kuchh es trah he ki.....aaj hamne....matlab teri maa ne....Sara beti ko phone kita...aur teri baat usse already ho hi rhi thi...toh isne baat thodi aage bhada di...kuchh zyada nhi bass....." I could feel my face getting heated up by anger.

"Beta please mana mat karna, Sara acchi ladki he....wo tujhe khush rakhegi.....aur tum dono saath me bohot acche lagte ho.....usko mana karna ab accha nhi lagega." Mom said.

"Sara se me baat kar lunga...par aap log aaj ke baad mat karna, usey pata he mujhe usse pyaar nhi he....end of discussion, aur aaj ke baad Aashna ke alawa kisi se meri shaadi ki baat chalayi, toh bhul jana ki aapka koi beta bhi he." I said and stood up.

Everyone got suspiciously silent again.

I stopped in my tracks and peeped over my shoulder.

"Is there something else that I need to know?" I said assertively.

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