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Reception day

Zoya called Rudra in the evening " bolo ab kis bakwas ke liye phone kiya hai?" Rudra yelled at zoya "bakwas? Rudra you left me that night and you didn't even texted me after that or tum mujhe bakwas bolre hai?" Zoya howled on the phone "stop screaming first of all! I have not picked up your call to take shit from you! Got it? And shut this case kal mera or Tara ka reception party hai be there!" Rudra slammed zoya switching off his phone. "What the hell? Mein yaha uske liye itna sochri hu or woh party karne mein busy hai? Mein bhi dekhti hu kaise hoti hai yeh party!" Zoya muttered throwing the phone on the bed.
Next morning Rishi papa with Dadaji come to the conclusion that they should invite my family for tonight's reception party. "Par zaroorat kya hai sabko bulane ki? Uske papa ne kaise gun point pe Rudra or Tara ki shaadi karayi hai aap bhool gaye kya?" Malini interrupted "dekho Malini election tak hum bus ek cheez kar sakte hai or woh yeh hai ki jo trap Rajdeep Rajput me bichaya hai, wahi trap ko humko as a weapon use karna padhega! Hum jo kahenge usko karna padhega because even he can't afford to ruin his image before the election" Rishi said Malini.
Meanwhile Bua ji was trying desperately to get Aaditya to the party so that she can create a mess for me and Rudra.
"Tara yeh dekho mein kya laya hu?" Rudra said excitedly "kya hai?" I asked him "tadaaa!" He said showing me the fancy grey dress with shiny diamonds embedded all over it. "Yeh kaha se laaye tum Rudra?" I said looking at the dress. "Tumhare liye!" Rudra said to me "mere liye itni beautiful dress kyu?" I asked him "yaar Tara kuch dino ki baat hai as per the promise tum aaj mujhe divorce ke papers dogi ab tum itna kar rahi ho, toh meine socha mein bhi tumhe koi gift doon aaj ke din!" Rudra chuckles "haha true" i fake laughed "but Rudra tumhe pata hai summer vacation ka time hai toh thoda time lagega, judges bhi leave par hai!" I said to him "koi baat nahi Tara papers ready haina? Aaj mujhe dedo jab bhi court khulenge hum chalenge" he said handing over the dress to me. Later in the evening mom and dad came to attend the party. "I missed you so much meri beti" mom said entering the room while i was getting dressed. "Mom!!" I said hugging her "where is everyone? Simran Abhishek?" I asked eagerly "tumhare uncle ne unko nahi bheja! Or sahi bhi kiya yeh shaadi ka tarika bahot galat tha humein pata hai humein yaha bezatti karne ke liye bulaya hai!" Mom said with teary eyes "mom aisa zara bhi nahi hai, mein khush hu yahaa!" I said to her "par mein divorce deri hu Rudra ko!" I said to mom "kya? Aisa kyu kar rahi ho Tara?" She said furiously "chalo sab guest aagaye hai!" Radha chachi said interrupting mom. "Chalo chalo" mom said with a fake smile. Rudra and i entered in the lawn together.

Lights were shining, with flowers decorated on the stage. It was surely a night to remember. "Chalo Mrs. Tara Rudra Raisighani" Rudra murmured in my ear "hahaha let's go!" I smirked.

After attending few guests we both started talking separately from each other. "Yeh lo Tara juice pee lo" Bua ji said offering me a drink. "Abhi mann nahi hai Bua ji mein baadmein pee lungi!" I said to Bua ji.
"Hello Rudra bahot khush lagre ho!" Zoya waved looking at Rudra. "Yaha apna drama mat karna zoya!" Rudra said hugging zoya. "Umm jaao Tara se milo" Rudra said to zoya, pointing towards me. "Tara!" Dad called me with frustration. "Yeh kya sunra hu mein? Tum Rudra ko divorce deri ho?" Dad yelled at me pulling me in the corner. "Dad kya apka plan yeh nahi tha? Or ek forced marriage se aap kya expect kar rahe ho?" I ssked him. "Yeh sab sirf mera plan nahi tha Tara starting mein Rishi bhi ready tha but achanak usne rishta toda toh mere pass or koi option nahi tha!" Dad said to me "option? Aapne mera sauda kiya hai Dad! Or mein bhi dekhti hu yeh shaadi kaise nahi break hogi!" I said furiously.
"Everyone is calling our name Tara kaha gayi?" Rudra murmured finding me here and there.
"Toh jis din tum divorce dogi uss din mere funeral pe bhi ajana!" Dad said with breaking voice. "Dad!!" I shouted "Tara every thing is at stake, due to this election or agar mein yeh election mein haar gaya ya tumne kuch bhi kiya toh mein marr jaunga!" Dad said breaking down into tears. "Aisa kyu bolre ho? Aapne mere liye yeh socha tha? Ki mein ek aisi shaadi karungi jo shaadi hi nahi hai? Aise logo ke sath rahungi jo mujhe rakhna nahi chahte? Sab sahi chalra tha par achanak aap ek rishta laaye or sab bigad gaya!" I howled. "Tu bus divorce mat de! Dekh beta yeh sab ke sab yahi chahre hai taki yeh tujhe mere against use kar sake! Please 1 month sambhal le, varna mein yeh medicine kha lunga!" He said taking out the sleeping pills out of his pocket. "Dad aap aisa kuch nahi karoge please throw it!" I screamed grabbing the pills  container out of his hand. "Oh, Tara yaha kya kar rahi hai?" Rudra muttered to himself  "aap tension mat lo, mein nahi dungi divorce Rudra ko!" I said in deep voice. Not knowingrhe fact that Rudra was standing right behind the glass partition. "Ab yahi hai jo hai!" I said wiping my tears. "What the hell? Matlab ab tak Tara mujhse jhoot bolri thi? Jab usko mujhe divorce dena hi nahi hai toh itna drama kyu kiya?" Rudra grumbles and went straight away to the stage. I took Dad to the washroom so he could wash up a little. "Ab mein kya karu dad ke samne toh meine boldiya ki divorce nahi dungi but mein nahi reh sakti yaha! Rudra bhi baar baar topic lata hai obviously usko toh zoya chaiye apni life mein par mera kya mein toh kahi bhi nahi reh paaungi mujhe lagta hai mujhe yeh sab chor kar kahi or hi shift hona padhega" I muttered wiping my tears as they were continuously running down my face. "Tara yaha kya kar rahi ho? Sab tumhara stage pe wait kar rahe hai" bua ji asked "kuch nahi bua ji" i said hiding my face "yeh lo drink piyo tumhe acha lagega!" Bua ji said handing me a drink.