-Aarfa-
He leaned towards me and rubbed my tear which just came out of my eye and looked at me seriously, "Get hold of yourself Nandani. It's just a start.. Abhi toh bahut kuch sehna hai tumhe..". Those chocolate brown eyes which I loved to stare at, now there was an unknown hatred for me in them. But why? I should be the one hating him.
"Kya chahiye tumhe? Kyu kiya tumne yeh sab? For money?"
Manik just rolled his eyes, "Tumhe mujhe dekh ke lagta hai Ki mujhe paison Ki zarurat hai.. (He leaned towards me) Aur agar kabhi hogi bhi na toh bhi tumhare baap ke paise kbhi ni lunga me..".
My eyes widened. He was right that he didn't need any money but why he said that about my dad.
"Kya dushmani hai tumhari mere dad se?", I asked him holding his collar.
He smiled faintly and then strictly said freeing his collar from my hand which was not that difficult for him, "I think you should be more concerned about your family right now rather than asking me these stupid questions."
I moved aside. Now my back was facing him.
"You know what! Sari galti meri hai that I trusted you.. Trusted you blindly.. Kya the tum mere liye? Just a stranger.. But still don't know why I trusted you.. And now I am getting the punishment for trusting the wrong person. Because of me, Dad is in hospital.. Because of me meri family Ki yeh halat hai.. It's all my fault..". Now, I was on the verge of crying but I composed myself.
He came near me, "Yes, you are right.. It's all your fault.. But it's better to think for the solution instead of weeping.. And you can set everything right."
"What do you mean?", my back was still facing him.
He brought his face near my ear and whispered, "Marry Me!"
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