A slap landed on his cheekbone, "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH AISHA."
I kicked him in the shin, sending him sprawling to the ground. "MY AISHA."
He whimpered, struggling to rise. I delivered a harsh kick to his back, eliciting a chorus of grunts.
"YOU THINK...
The gust of wind brought happiness with itself, painting the faces of those present with a bright smile. Cheers erupted in the garden as the guests happily celebrated the couple, watching Kabir slip the ring into Mahi's finger.
Standing in front of the flower arch, Mahi's eyes welled with tears. Her gaze flickered from the ring band, displaying their initials, to the loving man by her side.
Upon seeing her, Kabir's lips curled into a tender smile. He softly caressed her cheek, brushing away the tear that symbolized her joy.
Though now together, celebrating with their loved ones, the two found it hard to believe that they are now engaged.
For them, the sensation was surreal, as if they had just met yesterday, though in truth, it had been two years since Mahi had been hired as Kabir's assistant.
Upon joining the textile company, Mahi often found herself drawn closer to Kabir because of the many circumstances and situations that pushed the two together.
The late-night stay-backs, the last-minute presentations, and the stressful meetings could be considered as the reason behind their relationship. Through various shared experiences, their bond deepened, eventually blossoming into love.
Their parents were gradually informed about their relationship, starting with Kabir's father who, frequently visited the office. In Mahi's situation, Aisha was the first to know. With a sense of urgency and nervousness, Mahi confided her secret to Aisha just a day before Aisha had to depart for her job transfer to Delhi.
She told her sister before her parents to seek the help she would later require when telling them the story. Fortunately, both families were happy and supportive of the relationship. Gradually, once ready, Kabir proposed to Mahi.
On a breezy evening, as they left the office hand in hand, Kabir and Mahi strolled to a candlelit dinner they had arranged. Savoring every moment together, they soon left for the tranquil riverbank nearby, where amidst the gentle rustle of the wind, Kabir dropped to one knee and poured his heart out in a romantic proposal to Mahi.
And now, after months, the two stood in Udaipur, soon to be married.
"I love you," Kabir whispered, his hands holding onto Mahi's. Inching closer to the girl, he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, prompting his family to cheer louder.
"I love you too."
AISHA'S POV
Worn out by exhaustion, my smile often wavered as I greeted those I couldn't stand. With a tired sigh, I discreetly tip-toed past the group of aunties and headed toward Aditi and Kiara, who were engrossed in a conversation by the railing.
"You look tired..." Aditi said, tilting her head. Concern flashed over her face as she moved toward me.
As she tucked my strands behind my ears, I remarked, "Thanks, it's because I am." My shoulders slumped. "After being stuck in that elevator with Zeeshan and those aunties who engulfed me, exhaustion is all that's left of me."
"You were stuck with Zeeshan in the elevator?" Aditi questioned, her brows furrowed in perplexity and Kiara matched her expressions.
"When did this happen?" A puzzled Kiara asked.
"Yeah..." I hummed. "When I was returning from the room with the rings. My god, those ten minutes with him pissed me to the core." I expressed, not exaggerating even a bit. Having to spend 600 seconds with that grumpy soul was irritating and the reason behind my ruined mood.
"Aww, chal, koi baat nahi. (Aww, come on, it's okay.) Let's get you some food, and I am sure you will feel better!" Kiara smiled, patting my shoulder.
As I opened my mouth to respond, the ringing of my phone interrupted me. Glancing at the unknown number displayed on the screen, I shifted my gaze back to the two.
"I will join you guys in a minute, I think it's my client calling," I said. The two nodded and headed in the opposite direction.
Accepting the call, I brought the phone closer to my ear. For the first few seconds, the only noise that reached me belonged to busy traffic.
Confused, I muttered. "Hello?"
After being responded to with noises of static combined with the honking of a car, a voice, a very familiar voice said, "Hi, Aisha."
The surrounded commotion blended into the background the second I registered the greeting. My eyes widened at the unexpected revelation, my breath hitching. I pulled the phone away from my ear; the pattern of numbers didn't seem unknown anymore, pushing me toward the edge of a breakdown.
"Aisha, I –" Before the sentence could have been completed, I hung up the call and switched off my phone, creating a very necessary distance from everyone.
With a tight grasp on the wooden rail, I attempted to push the nightmare that haunted me in the form of memories away.
I need to tell Aditi about this.
Regaining composure, I turned only to find Aditi and Mahi conversing by the flower arch, celebrating.
I can't let Mahi know though, it's her day, I can't make it about myself...Is it for the best for me to keep this phone call hidden?
My thoughts embraced me, making me choke on the discomfort that clenched my throat.
I need to leave.
A heavy sigh slipped from my lips as I turned to depart the garden, but my lowered gaze led me to collide with someone unexpectedly.
"Damn it!" Zeeshan grumbled, his irritation evident as I lifted my gaze to meet his, noticing the alcohol staining his tie.
Oh shit! Not again!
"Mehra, seriously? Twice in two days. Should I start wearing a raincoat around you?" Zeeshan said, raising an eyebrow he exclaimed. His left hand brushed the droplets away while the right one held onto a glass of whiskey.
The last thing I wanted was to engage in an argument with him, knowing he would assume I did it deliberately, even though it was purely accidental.
"Keep an eye out next time," I retorted, despite being at fault, and briskly walked away, not wanting to escalate the situation.
I just want to go back to my room.
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