Ankita's eyes blazed with fury and jealousy as she watched Rajveer and Ishqi bask in the congratulations of their engagement. Her mind raced with possessive thoughts: "No, no, no! This can't be true! Rajveer is mine, only mine!"
Her behavior turned erratic, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Tu theek hai, Ankita? Kya hua tujhe?"
( Are you okay Ankita ? What happened? )
her friend asked, concern etched on her face.
Ankita flashed a reassuring palm signal, but her eyes betrayed her turmoil. Tears burned in her eyes as she gazed up at the stage, where Rajveer's gaze met hers. In that instant, he pulled Ishqi closer, his actions screaming that Ishqi was his everything.
Ankita's clenched fists and seething expression revealed her inner turmoil. "Ye Ishqi meri khushiyon ko chhin legi? Kabhi khush nahi reh sakti! Main baddua deti hu, ek din ayega jab tu meri jagah hogi, aur main teri jagah"
(This Ishqi will snatch my happiness? She'll never be happy! I've cursed her, a day will come when she'll take my place, and I'll take hers).
As Rajveer and Ishqi descended from the stage, Ankita's anger boiled over.
Rajveer got busy in talking with the guests and Ishqi went to a side of the room and stood there.
"Tu bhi aayi ho?" Ishqi said, noticing Ankita's approach.
Ankita grasped Ishqi's hand, her grip tightening.
"Tu besharam ladki, mujhse meri Rajveer chhin legi? Itni himmat tujhme?"
(You shameless girl, you think you can snatch Rajveer from me? How dare you?) Ankita's nails dug into Ishqi's skin.
Ishqi winced in pain. "Ahh... lag raha hai, mujhe choro!" (It hurts, leave me!)
Ankita's face twisted in rage. "Chhodungi wo bhi tujhe? Sharam nahi aayi? Rani Sa main hoon Rajveer ki biwi sirf mujhe banna cahiye, tu meri jagah kaise le sakti hai?"
(Will I leave you alone? Aren't you ashamed? I'm Rajveer's queen, how can you take my place?)
Just as Ankita's hand rose to slap Ishqi, a powerful voice thundered from across the room.
"Meri biwi ko ek kharoch bhi aya, to aaj tumhari akhri din hogi!"
(If my wife gets even a scratch, today will be your last day!)
The room fell silent. Ankita's hand froze, her eyes locked on Rajveer's furious face.
Rajveer stormed towards Ishqi, his eyes scanning her hand for injuries.
"Kya hua tumhe? Bohot dard ho raha hai?"
(What happened to you? Are you in a lot of pain?) His concern was palpable.
Ishqi smiled reassuringly. "Nahi, Veer, ye kuch bhi nahi hai. Dard nahi ho raha"
(No, Veer, it's nothing. It doesn't hurt).
But there were some scratches..
Rajveer's expression darkened further. "Aman, abhi meds la ao"
(Aman, bring the medicine now).
As Aman rushed off, Rajveer's gaze burned with anger, targeting Ankita. "Agar tum ladki na hoti, to abhi ek tamacha jar deta tumhare muh pe. Bas ladki ho, is liye chup hu"
(If you weren't a girl, I'd have slapped you by now. But since you're a girl, I am still quiet).
Before Ankita could react, a swift slap landed on her face, courtesy of Shree, Rajveer's sister.
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Hukum's Rani Sa
RomanceA girl who is not loved from childhood wants a little bit of love and a family to call her own . She wants a person with whom she can share her pain and happiness. Will she get the love of her life ? Will she find a family ? _______________________...
