What Happens when a beauty is bounded with a beast not by love but by purpose.
Rudaba is a beautiful ,naive,shy and fun loving girl.She is engaged to her prince charming.She wants nothing but happy ending of her story
Bashar dark rude and cruel...
Rudaba POV I woke with the Azan call.I did my abulution and offered my prayer then I called my Baba as he is in Saudia UAE for Umrah(a sacred type of Muslim worship )after talking with him for 20 minutes I went downstairs to have a walk in garden usually my Baba(papa)accompany me in these walks but now as he is not home so I am alone walking in the garden. I was thinking about bashar bhai.He was so weird.I didn't like his presence he really had dangerous aura last night whenever he glanced towards me his stare made me shrink into my seat. With these thoughts I went towards my small rose garden where me and my Baba planted roses.But it was not just Baba who is linked with this garden but also Bulant he helped me for this garden very much he always helps me he is really a good friend of me now I m realising I m missing him and sajal also.Sajal is busy in her cousin wedding while Bulant is in England for his business which lefts me alone.Reminiscing my good time with them I plucked a rose but in haste I forget about the thorn which results in a small painful prick on my middle finger and I shrieks in pain Ahhhh Baba ... My eyes start watering as I m not good with pain even a small prick can make me cry for hours. I pushed my injured finger with other to stop the bleeding and stood up. But when I turned towards main entrance I freezed on my spot as Bashar Bhai was leaning on the door and looking towards me
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His stare was making me confused.He came towards me in small steps and stood Infront of me.He kept staring on me. Don't you know how to greet someone early in the morning ?He exclaimed. Saira didn't tell me that her sister in law can't speak He mocked I was astonished at his words,can't this man speaks normally at first I looked towards him then at the door and ran towards the door without uttering a single word. I left the breath which I didn't know I was holding on reaching the living room I went towards the stairs but stoped in my tracks as Bhai was coming downstairs.He was alone as he is an early riser but Bhabhi wakes late.I hide my finger and composed my self. Assalam-o-Alikum bhai.I greeted him. Wa alaikum salam Bhai replied. Rudaba can u please make two cup of coffee?Bhai requested. Yes why not Bhai by now I forgot about bashar Bhai and went to the kitchen. First I put a sunny plast on my finger and started making coffee. After preparing coffee I took the try to living room where Bhai was sitting but he was not alone bashar Bhai was also sitting with him as expected.They both were busy in business talk so they didn't noticed me I quitely placed the tray on the table and turned to leave the room but bashar Bhai stoped me. Where r you going come sit with us he offered. I looked towards my brother with pleading eyes he knows that I m not good with strangers. But to my dismay he just nodded his head and patted the seat next to him.I sat with him and started playing with my fingers.Bhai got a phone call and left the living room leaving me alone with bashar bhai.He was just staring at me and was not saying anything I felt so strange. R you a college student? He asked . It was like a slap for me as I just graduated with a fine arts degree from uni.I tilt my head upward and nod my head in no. Hmmmm so you don't like to speak much,that's good I also don't like talkative girls.
