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Chapter 5: Daneen

Yesterday was such a day. I have never enjoyed someone’s dholki to this extent. Zoha Aapi was looking so good, I wish I could look as beautiful as her when I’m the one on aisle.

I threw my bag on the bed and started searching for Ravi. Why does he have to be such a douche bag? Giving my cell number to his girlfriend?

“Bhai! Bhai Open the door!” i knocked hard against his room door. “Ravi-”

The door flew open on my face. “Why do you suddenly go from Bhai to Ravi, little miss girl?” He was in his shorts and looked like he just came out of shower. “Ew, wear a shirt Bhai. I’m waiting.” The disgust came crawling to my face. He laughed and let the door stick back. I waited for him to wear a shirt and then stepped in.

“Who are you dating?” I didnt feel like I was loud enough so I asked again when his hand clamped my mouth shut. “Why are you so annoying? I heard you, Dina. Just shut up… “ He did what all guys do when confused or irritated, he sweeps his hair out of his face and purses his lips together so hard they disappear.

“Come on, I wont tell on you, Ravi. Spill the tea, Shabash!” i make myself comfortable in his bed and fold my legs waiting for him to start his story.

He sighs. Boy.

“I met her two years ago when I went out for student exchange program in Turkey. We both were in the same courses and uh..I..no, we..um.. Started you know..going out…and…getting to know each other-”

“You are dating hersince two years?” My voice naturally volumes up when in shock, he glared at me.

“Tamam, Tamam. Continue.” Those were the only words I knew from turkish, teasing my brother was a side hustle I was never paid for.

I look at him. He really likes her. He doesnt have words and i think he is nervous. God damn, if my man aint nervous like that when discussing me, I am not marrying.

“Whats her name?” I try to ease the situation for him.

“Sasha.”

“Sasha?” That wasnt a muslim name.

“She is Hindu.”

“She is what now?” I stand up. “ You’ve been dating a hindu girl for two years??” my braincells were fried. “Does anyone else in this house is aware of your dating scandal Bhai?” He gets up in an instant and closes the door. “Can you lower your volume?” OKay, he is nervous, I’m shocked. Someone needs to be the calm one.

I take a deep breath.

“When are you planning to tell Maa and Baba?”  He brushes his hair again.

“She wants to meet you first, and she is going to convert, she is ready.”

Okay, she is converting to our religion just to marry my brother?

“Did you force her?” Forcing comes naturally to men. I wouldnt be shocked.

“Are you-” he raises his hand, I stare at him with my eyes wide open, “Are you crazy dina? I love her and she wanted to escape her family since a very long time. She has been living with her sister alone for 3 years and she wanted to convert too. She found me and I helped her a lot in understanding our religion before she fully wished to convert. We have been to many scholars and learnt people and have been taking a lot of help. I didnt force her, God damn it, Daneen. Astaghfirulla.”

I gulped down a lump. He said he loved her and have been helping her understand our religion. I was awestruck. I have never seen love like that.

“So, um. This Sasha Girl. If she decides to convert, you’ll marry her?” Thats what he said, but I just wanted to confirm, Ravi was 5 years older than me and was currently doing his specialisation. Whenever he is done with all this specialisation, he’d be able to earn good and provide for her. He could totally marry.