Milan - e - Dil♡

8✧

Iyaan was sitting with Alina on the stage. Alina was wearing a golden gown, looking like a princess, and everyone was praising the couple. Alina was smiling and talking to Iyaan, but he remained silent, only offering cold expressions, trying hard to smile. 
Just as they were about to exchange rings.

Sure! I'll continue with the same content, changing the names as per your request (Arsalan to Armaan, Zain to Iyaan, and Anaab to Iyaara) and providing the English trans

Morning passed, and it was evening now. Guests had filled the house. 
Iyaara was lying on her bed, covering her face with her hands. Tears soaked her pillow as his words stabbed her heart and soul. 
_"Yeh thappad mere mun par nahi, mere dil pe pada hai."_ 

("This slap didn’t just hit my face; it hit my heart.") 
She thought, crying with hiccups.

Her mother entered the room. 
"Utho Iyaara, kapde toh pehen lo, mehmaan aaye huye hain ghar main." 

("Get up, Iyaara, at least put on some clothes. We have guests in the house.") 
Her mother said while standing with her hands on her hips, pulling the blanket off her. 

"Ammi, mera sar dard kar raha hai, maine kaha na." 

("Mom, I have a headache, I already told you.") 
She replied carelessly, covering her face with the duvet to hide the sadness that was killing her inside.

But she couldn't share this pain with her mother. 
"Mujhe nahi pata, tumhe kapde pehenkar neeche aana hai, tumhari Tai tumhara puch rahi hai." 

("I don’t care, you need to get dressed and come downstairs. Your Tai is asking about you.") 

Her mother ordered, taking her clothes out from the cupboard. 
   
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After her mother left, Iyaara went to Iyaan's room. She saw him there, dressed in a formal outfit. A white shirt and black coat, looking so handsome that she got lost in him for a moment. 

When Iyaan noticed her standing at the door, he spoke, 
"Yaha kya kar rahi ho? Kisse puch kar aayi ho yaha?" 

("What are you doing here? Who gave you permission to come here?") 
He asked angrily. 

"Mujhe aapse baat karni hai." 

("I need to talk to you.") 

Iyaara said, her eyes filled with hope. 

"Lekin main koi bakwas nahi sunna chahta." 

("But I don’t want to listen to any nonsense.") 

Iyaan said and was about to leave the room when Iyaara grabbed his hand. 

"Par aapko meri baat sunni hogi." 

("But you have to listen to me.") 

She said, blocking his way. 

"Hato mere raaste se." 

("Move out of my way.") 

He said dismissively. 

"Nahi." 

("No.") 

She replied, not budging from the door. 

"Dekho, Iyaara, tum yeh sab cheezon ke liye bohot choti ho." 

("Look, Iyaara, you’re too young for all this.") 
Iyaan tried to explain calmly. 

"Aapko nahi pata, main aapse pyaar karti hoon!" 

("You don’t understand, I love you!") 

Iyaara screamed.

She had been irritating and annoying since childhood, but today, she was being too loud. The guests downstairs could easily hear her voice, and it could cause them to think badly of Iyaan. 

He looked at her sharply and aggressively grabbed her face in the palm of one hand. 

"Tum duniya ki aakhri ladki hogi tab bhi tumse kabhi pyaar nahi karunga!" 

("Even if you were the last girl in the world, I would never love you!") 

He said with disgust. 

Iyaan pushed her back and slapped her. But this time, he didn’t stop he slapped her five times without pausing.

His eyes were red, and this time, there were tears in them.

His eyes brimmed with hate and pain.

Iyaara was too weak to handle this, and she collapsed on the floor.

But Iyaan didn’t care. 

Iyaara didn’t understand what she was saying, and she was too young to comprehend it all.

She lacked self-respect, but he had it, and he cared about it. So, he left her lying on the floor and walked out of the room. 
   
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Iyaan was sitting with Alina on the stage. Alina was wearing a golden gown, looking as pretty as a princess, and everyone was praising the couple. Alina was smiling and chatting with Iyaan, who was silently listening and giving only cold expressions, trying hard to smile. 
Just as they were about to exchange rings, Iyaara entered the hall, holding a knife in her hand. 

"Iyaan bhai, ab dekhiye main kya karti hoon!" 

("Iyaan bhai, now watch what I do!") 

She said, attempting to cut her wrists with the knife before fainting.

Blood started flowing. 

Iyaara's mother screamed and rushed to her, crying. 

"Iyaara, utho beta!" 

("Iyaara, get up, dear!") 

Her mother said, crying. 

"Iyaan beta, jaldi aao idhar, dekho Iyaara ko kya hua!" 

("Iyaan, son, come quickly, look what happened to Iyaara!") 

Iyaan's mother also got scared and started crying. 

Iyaan rushed to Iyaara, carrying her in his arms, close to his heart.

She had always wanted to hear his heartbeat, but now, she couldn’t.

She thought to herself that he would surely love her one day.

Hate and love were often close. 

Iyaan laid her down in the back seat of the car, then settled in the driver’s seat.

Iyaara’s mother and Tai Ammi sat in the back, cradling Iyaara. 

He yanked the steering wheel and drove at high speed to the hospital, leaving behind Alina's angry face and her family's confusion. 
All the guests had left. Now, everyone was in the hospital, praying for Iyaara’s life.