Twisted Perfection

Hate you (part 1)

" Being in love with infatuation is far more better than being infatuated by your love ".

By Faezah..

Inaaya

I woke up in the morning rubbing my swollen eyes . Yes , I  definately cried whole night thinking about my  past which was never meant to last . I finished my morning business and went down after wearing a pink and white Salwar Kameez although I  never wear Indian clothes but I  loved them so once in a blue moon I do manage to wear them.

Greeting everyone and kissing my  mother's  cheek I  sat down on the table for breakfast . Seeing me  so silent today my  dad asked me what's the matter with me for which I  just shrugged off.
My  dad started to ask me  questions related to studies and when my  course was getting complete and what are my plans after graduation as it was my last year of graduation in MBA.

Honestly I was in no mood to talk with anyone but looks like I  have no choice everyone was asking me  something or the other and I was  replying .

Suddenly  dad got serious and dropped a bomb on me okay I am exaggerating but  major thing of the word was  marriage.

Dad said " Inaaya it's your last year of graduation next month you a turning 23 we all were thinking that now you should get married its high time I
guess".

I coughed upon hearing his words I took a sip of water and started justifying myself " Dad you know I need to find a job can't you people least wait for 2 more years so that I can atleast be stable in my carrier and besides I told you long before I am not going to get married never".

" I know but these proposal is a good one and we all liked it so we thought that  you should meet the guy and if you don't find him approving enough we will not bring this topic for at least an year okay beta consider it as a deal ." My mom spoke with a heart melting smile and I can't say no to her . And basically it was a deal so I am at advantage.

"Okay but keep your promise." She grinned after hearing my words.

Mom dropped another bomb guess what it would be " Beta their is just one problem, we informed them that they can meet you today as you know today was your weekend so they are coming today sharp at 6 pm".

My eyes got wide upon hearing that piece of information " Mom are you serious how could you people do that and you didn't even bothered to ask me".

" My Naaya just calm down okay actually their son is a buissness man and he was only free for few hours in the evening and next week he is going to Canada for some business purpose so they requested us to make it today and we didn't know what to say them ". Mom made an apologetic face .

" Okay leave it no problem I will be ready ". With that I left to go upstairs.

My phone started vibrating flashing Mariam's name I picked up instantly I need her the most right now. " Asalamuallikum rat , what are you doing you sleepy head".
Mariam will never change I thought "Walekumasalam  Mariam I am in the worst possible problem right now please help me I don't want to get married you know that". I was on the verge of crying .

" What happened naaya say it please you are worrying me". She asked with concern.

" Actually today some idiot is coming to see me for marriage ,mom said it would be a deal if I didn't find him approving enough than I will be spared from this topic for an year or so. So I gladly accepted the deal but now I am sacred I don't know what to do. After that incident I don't trust anyone you know that and my family doesn't know about it either so how even they are going to support me , I want to make my carrier first" . I poured my heart out in front of her because she only knows my past and knew me so well she is like a sister to me.

"Okayyy first calm down it's just a proposal  naaya why you are worrying so much plus it's  a deal right if you don't like him then reject him you will be saved for an year okay so just think about it my love ." She tried to make me feel better.

" Yeah you are right,  but are you coming or not today my whole family is waiting for you especially you know hassan bhai ". I said with a teasing smile .
" Naaya I honestly hate you stop saying like that their is nothing between  your so called brother and me okay ".
She fake angered but I know she must be blushing right now .
"No need to pull my leg more you idiot worry about yourself right now before teasing me ".

" Okay now bye got a go have some household work ". I said
" Okay bye". With that we hang up.

Actually Mariam knows me from last 3 years and we met in the same college when we shifted here.
Basically I am an Indian I shifted 3 years ago with my family because of that same Izhar Ali Khan I never told my family the reason for my sudden decision . Initially I was going alone but my overprotective family didn't find it appealing so they too shifted with me as most of my family lives here and dad already got a partnership with my uncle in business here long ago .

Current scenario is that I am trying to cook something I said  trying because except noodles I know nothing about cooking.
I can't even make a perfect round chappati . My mom is trying to teach me how to make biryani along with lecture that I should learn something from my younger sister she cooks so well . Nazil loves cooking she cooks mouth watering dishes and she honestly has some magic in her hands .

After lunch I got upstairs in my room completed my namaz and asked Allah for the best . I decided to take a nap as that idiot was coming in the evening so why not have some peaceful sleep.

I suddenly woke up because someone was continuously shouting on me I opened my eyes to find none other than the great Mariam I looked at her weirdly. Allah  what is wrong with this
Girl knock some sense into her please.

" May I know Inaaya Khan why the hell are you always sleeping ha that boy is coming over in 30 min and look at you not even bothered to get ready."
My eyes shot up at that seriously why I sleep so much I need to take a doctor's appointment I made  a mental note.

" Ya allah stop yelling at me I will get ready in 10 min you know that so stop acting like mom". She just gave me look as if I had grown two heads.
" Whatever just wear  this and come  down and at least look a bit presentable ".
She gave me a beautiful golden orange patiala dress which had a a silk orange duppata I instantly was in love with that dress.

" Hey but where are you going, to Hassan bhai ?".
I said with a playful smile which pissed her off more.
"No you stupid I am going to help your mother ." She said while going all red.
" Oooo someone's blushing ha okay help your soon to be mother in law I am coming in 10 min okay ".
I teased her to which she stuck her tongue out at me childishly and stomping  her foot went downstairs.
She is just like my brother they are the best match for each other only if both idiots manage to spill their feelings .

I wear that dress and applied my face cream ,  mascara and kohl since I am not a fan of makeup.

As soon as I went downstairs door bell rang and I do know that they must have arrived my mom and dad went to open the door while me , nazil and Mariam were in the kitchen .
I was nervous Mariam squeezed my hand lightly for assurance and gave me a warm smile saying  everything will be okay.

I heard salams from the living hall and after a while mom called me to bring glasses of water .
I nervously took the tray and went to them I saw four people one was a women may be nearly in her late 30s a man in 40s and a girl may be 17 or 18 years old .
The three gave me a welcoming smile I served them water and went towards the right where that idiot was sitting initially I didn't glanced up at him.but he didn't took water which made me look at him and trust me I was shocked upon seeing his face . Same expression was on his face we both were speechless . He was non other than Mr. Izhar Ali Khan that jerk who ruined my life three years ago....

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