"Mine" (On Hold)

*chapter*11

Tarif's p.o.v

Well.I see
How pathetic her life become.

I dont want to punish her that much after all "I love her".

She is mine.If she get hurt, I also feel that hurt.

After that incident,she never come college.

On that day ,I see how much she cry.Her eyes become puffy and full of tears with red nose and wet cheeks.

I rejected that I made her that way.I am the reason of her that situation.

Its almost 1 year, when she re-admit in the college and started studying.

Now,I am more interest in her.So,I started following her.

I found many things about her.like.....

She is Adorable
Amazing
Attractive
Beautiful
Breathtaking
Clam and cute
Cheerful,charmimg
Divine
Dynamic
Elegant
Excellent
sometimes emotional
Forgiving
Friendly
Gorgeous
Genius
Glorious
Honest
Hearty
Sometimes hilarious
Inspiring
Ravishing
.........

She loves white lily.
Yes ...I knw most of girls love rose but she doesnt.

unique

Uff.....I cant describe about her everything.
She is everything,I want.

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Now,I am in the airport in Bangladesh.

Yup....when airi re-entered in the college,I have to go america......(sigh)

My stupid PA ,arranged a meeting in the america.
I want to have it in BD.
But,my bad luck.
Then,I went america to attend the meeting.

I have been working hard on this project.So,This is one of my dream.

I also have to stay here like some years for this project.

Hm.....after 2 years ,I am going back to BD.

In this two years , I try some times to forget her.

But,its impossible.

I cant even lay my eyes any other women.My eyes are only looking for her.
"Exclusively her".

My thoughts were cutting off,when I heard a familar Voice.

"Ahsar Ibrahim"

Yes....ahsar.He is one of my business patner son.

His father Mr.Ibrahim, gave us(my family) a Invitation in their house.

So,ahsar came to take me there.

"Hey"ahsar  said.

I gave him a nod and hopped in the car.He also do the same.I am glad,the drive was silent.

"Aasalamu alaikum" I said to Mr and Mrs Ibrahim.
"Walaikum salam" Mrs.Ibrahim said.

I saw my dad and mom.I also greeted them.

Um...there are many people ?Is there any occasion?I asked.

"OH....ahsar,you didnt tell him?"Mrs.Ibrahim asked with shock.

"Fine.Today is Akash(ahsar big bro) wedding." She said.

Oh....thats why I M invited.

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Airi's p.o.v

"Ouch" I hissed in pain.

I looked infront to see whom I bump.

My surprise.Its no one other than a wall.I sighed.

Stupid me.

Then I looked right and saw a man looking at me in amusement.

THIS is embracing.

I walked by passing him.

Aasalamu alaikum" he said.
I gave him a glare.
"Well.I am Ahsar Ibrahim" he said.

Ibrahim.Maybe groom brother or relatives.

"You look beautiful" he said again.

Hm..seriously,I cant believe how can someone talk to a stranger like usual.
Infact,he is trying to flirt with me.

I didnt reply and just walked by.

Well,the whole function goes well.Fahmidah looks happy in the end.

I hope my marriage will be like that.
Happy ending no crying.

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I am alone standing in the street.I looked back and saw every one going inside the house.

I turned back and started walking towars house.But something caught my eyes.Its him.

Whats his name?allaH

He came near to me and stand infront of me.

"Did you miss me ? Or forget me? Love"

Saying that he left and I stand there dumbfound.

"Hey.where you zone out?"jhumur asked.
"Nothing.lets go inside"I said.

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Next morning

Dad called me .
Now,I am sitting infront of dad facing him.

"We have a proposal for you" dad said.
What
I kept silent.
"This boy is good and also perfect.I dont want this time any compain."

In 1 month you are going to marriage.

Saying that he left and I am still in shock.
I went to my room and start crying.

Everything is fine and right.My life become normal after 6 months of that incidents.

Now,again all of this ......
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Tarif's p.o.v

I saw her.My life "Airi".
I cant believe my eyes and I rubbed my eyes.
She is still there.

She looks damn beautiful and stunning.
Everytime I saw her,she drives me carzy.

In the end of marriage,I talk to her.She looked shock seeing me.

I laid on my bed and run my hand besides me ,this is cold and empty place.

Not more,Be ready going to be "Mrs Tariful ayaan Rahman".