Link to Book 1:- https://www.wattpad.com/story/106663751-married-to-my-best-friend-s2
(Chapter 1 to Chapter 79)
This season is completely different from season1....
The story of two bffs, Anah and Reyhan. Inseparable since childhood, they were best...
'Stupid, Gayatri and this stupid saree...' Anah muttered angrily as she tried draping saree around her waist. Her gaze fell on her chubby belly fat and she groaned loudly. It has just been few weeks since Gayatri had come to their place for the first time. After that Anah was furiously inspired and she had begun vigorous exercise, also hired a trainer, she had begun dieting, also early morning yoga. But the stubborn fat isn't leaving her body.
'It's all your fault.' Anah eyed her daughter angrily. Rey sat on the bed playing with a baby rattle. She simply flashed her best smile and Anah melted.
'Actually not.' She walked up to her daughter and kissed at cheek. Rey smiled and kissed the tip of Anah's nose.
'What is happening? Why aren't you ready yet.' Reyhan said entering the room. His sudden entry startled Anah and in an attempt to cover herself with her half-draped saree she fell with a thud on the ground.
'Idiot, can't you knock.' She said sitting up. Reyhan chuckled watching her. Anah glared at him while adjusting the Pallu of her emerald saree.
Reyhan teased her as she tried wearing a saree, Anah finally kicked him out and called Ipshita to help her.
'Look at this ugly stretch marks. I shouldn't have worn a saree. We women must go through all this, and those bloody men, they just have to **** and their job is over. Now, that stupid Gayatri will give me a serious complex.' Anah ranted as Ipshita draped the saree for her.
'Why you care what she thinks of you?' Ipshita said pinning Anah's Pallu to her blouse. Anah stopped speaking. Ipshita does have a point, why does she care? But Reyhan, he matters to her. Anah wished to look more beautiful than Gayatri so Reyhan has his eyes on her, only on her.
Ipshita looked at her expressions through the mirror and smirked. Neither of them spoke as Ipshita applied Anah's lipstick.
It has been weeks since Gayatri had shifted to Mumbai and only recently she has rented a flat and her only friend in Mumbai, Reyhan had been called. Much to Anah's annoyance Reyhan agreed and only later informed her. Anah wanted to refuse but didn't want Reyhan to think wrong of her and so she agreed.
Anah looked at her reflection and smiled. Ipshita has done a marvelous job with the make-up. The maroon velvet lipstick made her lips appear fuller, the winged eyeliner and dark black khol enhanced her hazel eyes. The elegance with which Ipshita has done her hair, half side French braid and rest of her open hair resting on her side, Anah thought Ipshita is in the wrong profession. She should be hair stylist instead.
'See if it is okay.' Ipshita asked. Anah nodded standing up. She twisted her body little looking at herself from all angles, the black and emerald green ruffled cap-sleeved blouse fitted her well, the Dori tying the plunging back neatly done and the saree also draped perfectly. The only problem, her weight. Anah hugged Ipshita, - 'Thanks.' She whispered into her ear. Ipshita smiled hugging her back.
Reyhan kept pacing in the living room glancing at his watch. He walked up to the room when the door opened. Ipshita came out first followed by Anah. Rey in Ipshita's arms. When Reyhan's gaze fell on Anah he found himself blown away. She looked hot. Ipshita nudged Anah's arms.
Anah looked at Reyhan gaping at her and she blushed avoiding Ipshita's gaze. Ipshita walked up to Reyhan and closed his half-open mouth, - 'Dude, some fly will go in.' she teased him and Reyhan looked away, red-faced. Ipshita and Anah giggled.
'Anu, why is our Rey wearing a shervani?' Reyhan asked confused as he and Anah walked towards the cab. Anah looked at Rey who looked cute in blue and grey shervani, her curly shoulder length hair oiled, combed and tugged in under a cute cap. She looked happy in her father's arms.
'Isn't she looking cute.' Anah smiled adjusting her collar. Reyhan looked on confusedly.
'Hey, I had been hoping for a boy and now I don't want to waste the boy clothes I got for her.' Anah said as Reyhan opened the back door of the car for her. Reyhan smiled shaking his head. He was about to go when Anah held his arm and he looked at her.
'Her father is looking handsome too.' She said looking at Reyhan. He looked good in a pink and white shirt, white blazer and denim jeans. Reyhan smiled, he held her hand.
'And her mother is looking hot.' He complimented. Anah felt shy as he complimented her with the word, hot. Slowly, she upped her lashes and their gaze met, everything else froze.
Their staring session was interrupted by the honking of the cab. The irritated cab driver stuck on his head from inside and requested them to get in. Reyhan and Anah exchanged smiles and quickly into the cab.
