Is he the one?

38 ) 'I not only want you, Naina.'

I don't know when this story will end. Will try to elongate upto 40 chapters. Still can't believe that it reached these much chapters. At the start of this story I had no idea. Without you guys, this wouldn't have happened. Thank you guys.💙
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Her breath became unequal and sweat beads formed on her forehead as she faced the person straight, turning. The smile on her face faded and she glanced at Sameer whose face contained mixed emotions; fear for being caught and some kind of rage.

"P-p-papa . . . " Naina took a step forward. To her utter surprise, Sameer held her wrist. She twisted her neck. Sameer smiled reassuringly and moved her to the back of him, without even considering her rebellious look. He stood before, as a safeguard, protecting her from the evils of the world. But the one before them was not a evil, but her father.

"Naina!" Rakesh yelled in anger, which lifted to high extent, the moment Sameer came front; straight to him.

"Who the hell is he?!" Rakesh screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Her future husband." Sameer declared, earning an amused and overwhelmed gaze from Naina. Those words out of his mouth made her sob in happiness.

"Kya maine tumse poocha?!" (Did I ask you?!) Rakesh said, nearing them. Sensing something bad is going to happen, Naina freed her hand from Sameer's hold and came before him. She knew her father well. The moment she did, a slap was gifted on her cheek by her own father. A victory smile crept up her face. She saved Sameer. That's what she wanted. She was accustomed to this, while Sameer was not. She would not let to. With tears flowing down in pain, she tried to explain.

"Papa--listen--"

"Chup raho! Ek shabd bhee mat bolo!" (Shut up! Don't utter a word!) Rakesh said and grabbed her arm.

Sameer fisted his fingers, trying to control his anger, which increased high when Rakesh slapped Naina once more. He couldn't take the harassment happening just before him. Sameer pulled Naina back fast and clutched Rakesh's hand which was about to beat his Naina. He had promised, he would take care of her.

"Main tumse baat nahin karna chaahta! Bas mujhe mere beti lene do!" Rakesh said in a tone which he considered as a patient one.

"I will never!" Sameer gritted his teeth and left Rakesh's hand.

"Acha! Tumse jaroorat nahin hai!" Rakesh pushed Sameer aside with a force and pulled Naina beside him. Sameer hit a tree. He winced as his elbow was hurt.

"P-papa . . . Please, listen."

"Pehle tumhare didi ne jaisa chaaha vaisa kiya. Ab tum! Main yahan ek bewakoof hoon! Main ab se moorkh nahin banoonga. Mujhe dekhte hain ki tum usase shaadi kaise karte hain." (First your sister did as she liked. Now you! I am the one fool here! I will never be a fool again! I will see how you marry him.)

"Papa! P-please--"

"I said, don't talk! Tumhaare dost Arjun se aaj subah shaadee ka prastaav mila hai. Unke parivaar mujhse mile. Ve tumhaare inability se theek hain. Ve tumse parason milana chaahate hain. Ab mere saath aao! Aur, use bhool jao!" (You have got a marriage proposal today morning from your friend, Arjun. His parents met me. They are okay with your inability. They want to meet you the day after tomorrow. Now come with me! And, forget him!) Rakesh pointed to his index in the direction of Sameer and pulled Naina with him. Naina was stopped by a firm hold of Sameer. He made her free from Rakesh's hold and stopped Rakesh.