he informed he was returning back in some days so i had a worry about his reaction when he found out my parents. even though i was already too mature to be terrified by my parents' decision on my life. i visited my father to inform his arrival however this sojourn wasn't the way i aimed. before leaving the apartment i promised myself that i stand there confidently and introduce my boyfriend as he comes back. every thought of mine crashed down as soon as i stepped into threshold. at the exact same moment i was standing staring down the flat earth under my feet and i wished maybe it should swallow me alive.
-do you have something to say?- my father blurted out as i was gazing through my fingers. he was always cold as ice to me. in my whole life all i could think was my father hate me without any purpose. i dedicated my best years to make him proud and didn't get any bit of attention from him. we were never father and daughter but two strangers who was tied to each other with just a woman. whenever he was living with us at home, it was undeniable miserable time for me. and i was brought up as distant and aloof just like him. maybe this is the reason why he didn't approve of me as his worthy part.
i sighed deeply to continue -yes, i have. i met ...umm...someone -i hasitated for a second to discuss my decisions once more. the thought of him rejecting my confession- a man.
he furrowed his brows and leaned closer as he wanted to listen to me more clearly.
- a man?
-a man. a good man. he proposed me and - i cut my words feeling the moment of pressure. i could feel the strong gaze of my dearest father.-i said ...yes- i was expecting the worst from him after heraing the word "man" out of my mouth. waiting for his reply was like hell and to look at his was the worst. however, for the first time, his face didn't show any glimpse of anger but he was evincing his unexplainable poker face with formidable frown.
-who is the man?- he finally blurted the words out to make my heartbetas more unstable than before.
-umm, first of all, i l..likee him- my voice shaked slightly as i had to introduce him but the question was if he actually gave his consent to me.- he is indian boy- he stirred up making me more nervous even though he wasn't making a noise.- and he is 23.
-he is 23 - he stated one more time as if he wanted to confirm it. - he is young. can he provide you?
-huh? - my eyes widened to his question. it was excessively unbeliable for him to even consider it.i hold up myself gaining all the confidence i owned at the same point and gave my response-yes. he has his own tech-company. and father, you educated me so even if he couldn't i could feed myself with my current accomplishments. - he nodded as an approval.
-tell him to meet me in person.- saying this he just rose out of his seat and headed towards to his bedroom leaving me dumbfounded.
-mother, is he drunk again? - i asked excitedly. my mother was such an angel to bear both her cold husband and emotionally broken children. she just flashed a lovely smile before saying:
-he always wants what the good for you.-which was the most untrue truth i had ever heard in my whole life.
in two days Arun came back here with his parents and now he was standing beside me in front of my father.
-why her?- my father's tempting voice cut the silence. -why my daughter.
-just one word- i love her. i don't have any other explanation. and sir i am capable of doing anything for her.
- get out - he referred to me as i silently left the room with hesitation and i had no idea about what they were talking. after good thirty minuteshe came out with suly face looking down with teary eyes. i was both curious and anxious about what my father decided.
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