𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.
It's a story about a girl named ahila. she's forced to marry a CEO named zayn who's rumoured to be mean, rude and...
Ahila's POV I can faintly hear my mom yelling my name in my dream but after a few seconds I fully awake. Now i can clearly hear my mom screaming her lungs out
"Oh today I'm getting married, what a worse day to wake up"
I took a shower, prayed then my mom took me with her to get ready and i did as she said. I wore a pink lehenga with roses on my head, making me nauseous as it reminds me just in a few hours I'll be bounding with someone in marriage.
We reached the venue and even tho I wasn't feeling anything, I was amazed at how beautiful and luxurious the venue was. I sat in the hotel room as the baraat is yet to come.
I was forcing myself to think about something but nothing is coming to my brain now except dead silence. I don't feel anything now, let whatever happens to me let my family and everyone else do whatever. Everyone was sitting with me, their laughs echoing in my head as i sat there in the centre of the bed ,lost in my own dead thoughts.
Everyone rushed outside when one of my cousin brother knocked on the door and informed us that the barat had come I finally took a breathe as everyone went outside leaving me, i remember it was not much time when everyone came back in the room going here and there in hurry. My mom came to me and said "Are you comfortable? Are you okay cause in a few mins you'll be having your nikaah"
"She's asking now huh, acting all worried about me as she cares"
My father came and held my hand, showing me the way where the nikah is going to be held. I followed him with the whole crowd of guest, camera man, drones, basically everyone and i finally i reached there
*The place where nikkah is held*
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My father and other family members helped to sit there as I was having difficulty because of my heavy lehenga.
My eyes reached to zayn who was sitting on the other side of the purdah of flowers and i saw the coldness in his eyes infact not only saw but i felt it. Shiver went down all through my body. We both can feel how scared we are at this moment we are hearing the scholars reading the nikkah Now the final moment came
"Do you agree with this marriage" asks the scholars to me. I'm freezed, failing to feel or say anything. I can't open my mouth at this moment but i can hear people murmuring in the back. "Say yes, don't make us feel more ashamed" my mother whispering in my ears "What are you waiting for? Say yes!" Again i heard a familiar voice without making anyone else notice their voice All of them are forcing me to say yes
"Yes i finally said while my voice broke"
He asked again "Yes" i said while closing my eyes, being all afraid
"Do you agree with this marriage" He asked for the third and last time now.
"Yes" i said as soon as he completed his sentence as if i was trying to dodge something
He then faced zayn and asked him the same and when he completed his question my scared eyes went to his face through the flowers and his eyebrows in confusion yet in shock and he was silent as if he didn't hear the question.
His uncle said "reply yes" while tapping his shoulders to make him come back to reality
"Yes" he said while looking at his uncle and as if he didn't ever care what the question was.
The scholar asked him again and again he said yes as if he's lost and saying yes unconsciously. The place and everyone looked so pretty except me and zayn and it was so obvious how weird and uneasy everything felt between us.
He asked for the third time now "Huh?" Asked zayn Then zayn said "Oh, yea yes"
I broke down into tears. It ran down all through my face while i could clearly hear the breaking down of my pieces of heart into pieces.
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Zayn's mind
I can literally feel my heart running so fast, beeping all through my ears because of anxiety. Oh i said yes three times already? How am i gonna bear all of this now "OH GOD SAVE ME NOW"
Back to ahila's POV:
Everyone started to cry and hug each other including us (a typical wedding you call it) and after packing all of this we were forced to hold our hands and walk to the stage. We did as we were said. Everyone came, greeting us and giving us gifts and compliments with their prayers but they felt suffocating to both of us My hand were trembling now. "I can't do this anymore" i thought in my mind as I heard a whisper "are you feeling okay?" It was zayn "Yes" i said as i didn't want to proceed further but he looked quite worried "you know we'll have to act as we're a happy couple in front of everyone" he said in a cold tune which clicked me back to reality
"Oh yes now I'm married, act all mature and happy ahila"
"Yes, I'm aware" i said in a serious tone
"If you need any help then please ask me, i can make some excuse to get you out of here but only for a while"
"Ok-" i said slowly after noticing the genuineness in his voice, it had a soft corner too but who cares.
