23 parts Complete The two cousins who used to fight over everything were now sitting side by side-getting married.
No decorations, no celebrations, just a small room, a **Qazi**, and two witnesses. **Kahin kone mein kismat hans rahi thi.** *(Somewhere in the corner, fate was laughing.)*
Mehroz sat silently, her eyes swollen from crying. She didn't look up.
**"Qubool hai."** *(I accept.)*
Her voice was barely there.
The **Qazi** repeated the question.
**"Qubool hai."** *(I accept.)*
A pause.
**"Qubool hai."** *(I accept.)*
Next to her, Rehan sat still. His white **kurta** was wrinkled, stained with blood. A fresh cut on his cheek, a bruise near his lip. He had fought, but for what? Even he didn't know.
His voice was rough but firm.
**"Qubool hai."** *(I accept.)*
**"Qubool hai."** *(I accept.)*
**"Qubool hai."** *(I accept.)*
It was done. No one blessed them. No one smiled. The only sound was a pen scratching against paper.
The door opened. Mehroz's father stepped inside. His face was cold, his voice even colder.
**"Rehan, behtar hoga ki tum apni biwi ko lekar yahan se chale jao. Abhi. Isi waqt."**
*(Rehan, it would be better if you take your wife and leave. Right now. This very moment.)*
( Forced Marriage
Cousin Marriage
Happy ending )
Rehan exhaled but said nothing. He stood up. Mehroz didn't move.
They didn't look at each other.
But fate had already decided for them.
**Kismat bhi na yaar...** *(Fate, seriously...)*
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