ZOYA ANWAR - POINT OF VIEW:
"Zoya Anwar kya apko Zeeshan Ahmed bin Mohammed Ahmed ke saath nikaah qubool hai?" The imam asked.
"Qubool Hai" I said with closed eyes and having the fear about if it was the right decision or wrong.
"Kya apko yeh nikaah qubool hai?"
"Qubool Hai" I spoke for the second time and was now wishing this never happened. I just wanted to be invisible.
"Kya apko yeh nikaah qubool hai?"
"Qubool Hai" I pushed all the bad thought away and now accepted it as it was meant to happen.
"Zeeshan Ahmed kya apko Zoya Anwar mahroom Aryan Anwar ke saath nikaah qubool hai?" The imam asked him.
"Qubool Hai" he said seconds later and I closed my eyes.
"Kya apko yeh nikaah qubool hai?"
"Qubool Hai" he spoke again.
"Kya apko yeh nikaah qubool hai?"
"Qubool Hai" he said for the last time which made my heart beat faster and I felt an uneasiness in me.
"And now I pronounce you as husband and wife" the imam said and the net in front of us got removed.
I didn't dared to look up. Dad came to me and hugged me" thank you very much dear, I am proud to call you my daughter and always will, and now Zeeshan is your husband and his family is yours hmmm so take good care of your family and responsibilities" he said to me and then walked me to Zeeshan and placed my hand in his. A sudden shiver run down my spine as my hand came in contact with his. "Take care of her Zeeshan, she is your responsibility now, take care of my daughter" he said to him and then hugged Zeeshan.
I pulled my hand away from Zeeshan's and then aunty, uncle and Ishaan bhai came and congratulated us.
Everyone left my room except Ishaan bhai, Zeeshan and I. When they were out Ishaan bhai asked Zeeshan you go out for a moment and he also went out.
"Zoya" he said and I looked up at him.
"I know that you aren't comfortable with this yet but, I promise we made this decision for your own good" he said and looked down.
After a minute or two silence he spoke again "I know it will take time for you to accept all this but, I also know that one day you will accept him and forgive us" he laid his hand on mine and pressed it reassuring me that everything will be fine it just need time. He then went out.
I just stood there dumbfounded and didn't knew what he was talking about and why this marriage took place and under which circumstance. I am ... Confused.
I know it will take time for you to accept all this but I also know that one day you will accept him and forgive us.
His words run in my mind and all I had was questions.
What did all this mean? Why does he need forgiveness when it was dad who pressured me? Why did they want this marriage? Does Zeeshan have any idea about all this? Did he marry me with his own will or did he get forced like me? What is all this about?
I was just standing there like a total idiot who need to find out everything.
Later that night Aunty came in with a dress "dear I know that this wasn't the wedding of your dreams and I am sorry for that but there is one more thing I am here to tell you" she said sitting down beside me on the couch.
"Please just tell it aunty" I said and she spoke "the marriage of you and Zeeshan should be a secret, we want it until you both finish your studies" she said and I felt a bit relaxed hearing that as if people shouldn't know about it we have to live separated I thought but it didn't last long.
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General Fiction"Get it I don't care if you are the Zeeshan Ahmed 'son of the billionaire Mohammed Ahmed' or if you are a jerk walking down the street. Never ever mess with me, understood?" she asked pointing her finger towards me. I fisted my hands and...