this story is about the 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓷 of girl who got rejection....and the 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓷 of man who get forced to marry again.....its a Muslim story
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Sidharth khan....
Hmm nam toh kafi accha hai.... uska dil bhi nek ho....i just hope m aage jake regret na karu....i mean its really tough to make your heart understand who already decided to not invest in this type of emotions
I get ready wearing my yellow dress.....long braid n absolutely no make up on my face....covering my head with my dupatta i go Outside to meet ammi
N her reaction is super dramatic
Ammi :- bilkul chand lag rahi hai meri beti
" Apko toh m purane jode m bhi chand hi lagti hu"
N she take out my evil eye holding tears in her eyes
I literally take zero efforts to get ready
Ammi :- bas tu khush rahe ab shehnaaz....
" M hoon khush ammi.... bahot"
I utter wearing fake smile..... honestly i don't know what i am exactly feeling right now
I hold her hand n kiss on her palms
Suddenly we hear tayaabbu's voice.....
Tayaabbu:- shaheena aao bhar wo log aa chuke hai
N i heard my hearbeats coz they are too loud
My ammi again nod lowering down her head holding my hand
Ammi :- jab m bulau to aa jana bhar
N i nod
The moment she left i take long breath n tightly hold my corner of dupatta
I am feeling really nervous
After almost good 5 minutes ammi called my name
N remembering my almighty step out from kitchen
Our living room n kitchen have only 6 to 7 feets of distance but i take my pretty time to reach there
I didn't lift my gaze
But i know the people who are sitting in front of me are ogling on me
I don't know how many are present here but i can sense by there voices they are total 3 people
One man utter
" Toh ye hai beti tumhari shakib " Beti?....ohh yes may be tayaabbu told them what he always says to others...ki unki ek nahi do betiya hai unke bhai ki beti bhi unki apni hai...bla bla
N then
I hear one lady is uttering in her high standard... very class tone
" Mashaallah ladki toh bahot khubsurat hai "
Another lady utter in her really sweet tone " Sahi kaha ruqaiya bahot sundar hai ladki...bhai hame toh bahot pasand aai....tumhe kaisi lagi Sidharth"
