His mind was quite confused, his heart was lost in the memories of the past and his mind was not ready to take any decision, entangled in his thoughts, tired and exhausted, he sat down on a chair lying in the same room. Ryan was roaming here and there ever since he returned from the study room. He was feeling suffocated now, so he got up and moved towards the balcony, he was standing with his head bent, resting both his hands on the railing, he kept his eyes closed, he was feeling good after coming in the open air. After a while, when he opened his eyes, he saw the lawn of his house where a faint yellow light was still there at this hour of the night. He raised his head a little and his eyes fell on the house which was right in front of his house, as luxurious as Ryan's house. This was a high society area. Businessmen, politicians, officers, famous doctors, lawyers and many other people lived here. It was a luxurious area.
As he saw that house, many memories came before his eyes, just like a movie. He remembered Alina, his relationship with her. He always understood and believed that this relationship has been imposed on him, he was tied in a relationship without his consent, and that too with someone he absolutely disliked, due to which he used to get annoyed all the time and he used to express this fact in front of her that he does not like her. Then he remembered what Shamir had just said "divorce", his mind stopped on this word, he thought of every possible way to escape from this relationship but had never thought of divorce. He took a deep breath and came into the room and lay down on the bed, he folded one of his clothes and kept it under his head and then he got lost in the streets of the past.
That day when Ryan came home from college he came to know from his mother Zainab that a proposal had come for Alina, they had come to see her that afternoon and Ryan was happy on hearing this. "May God grant that this girl gets married soon, then she won't have to tolerate this every day". Thinking this in his heart he started smiling.
"This is what I want, that he should come to our house", thought Zainab after hearing Ryan's words. Everyone in the house also knew that Ryan and Alina do not get along, they always keep fighting with each other. Ryan picked up the remote that was kept on the table and switched on the TV and started browsing the channels in search of a good movie. Zainab got busy in her work.
"We should have told him this earlier. We were late", Zainab said regretfully. When Shamir returned from office, they both were sitting in the lawn and talking.
"It is not too late yet. We can still talk to Waqas", Shamir said.
"What are you saying if he accepts the relationship?"
"What is the harm in talking once?"
"This is also true, if God wishes, then it is possible that Alina may come to our house. I like her very much. She is a very sweet girl." Zainab seemed to have got a ray of hope.
"What...? Alina will become my Bhabhi. You are saying the truth Ammi." Rida who had just come to the lawn had heard Zainab's last words. She came forward and asked in a tone full of surprise and happiness.
"This is what I hope, but you must not tell this to anyone, understood?", Zainab warned her.
"Ok mom, I understand, I am very happy", then she hugged Zainab.Rabia and Alina were of the same age. Both studied in the same school and then college, due to which their friendship was very deep.
Waqas Khan was a businessman, it was his family business which he was taking forward. Shamir and Waqas met in a business meeting, they also worked together, along with business, their family relations also grew, parties started taking place in both the families, then both of them took houses in the same area, which were opposite to each other.
Waqas Khan had two children, Alina and Asad. Waqas's wife Mahira was a housewife. With time, Mahira and Zainab became very close and they would go out together for outings or shopping.
After dinner, Shamir and Zainab went to Waqas's house. Waqas and Mahira were strolling in the lawn after dinner.
"Zainab told me that there is a proposal for Alina", Shamir finally asked after some random talk.
"Yes, the proposal has come", Waqas said.
All four of them were now sitting on chairs in the lawn.
"He is a good boy, has a job, is well-settled and comes from a good family", Waqas said.
"This is a good thing."
"So what did you think?" Zainab became a little disappointed after hearing his words.
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Shiddhat
RomantikThis story is of Ryan and Alina from the city of Nawabs, Lucknow. Their parents were good friends but they were nothing more than neighbours, even if you call them enemies, it would be fine. Their parents get them married. In this story, you will fi...