MANNAT : His desire

PAST: SHIMZA'S ENGAGEMENT

ONE YEAR AGO

Naymat and I head toward shimza's room.

"where's mehwish?" I questioned her while walking.

"She's already with shimza... and most likely discussing her crush on Tanzil.. She has been babbling about him since the moment I asked about him. She really likes him, mannat, I'm telling you," she said, giving me a knowing look.

"It's good that she likes someone " I say, smiling.

"I understand.."

"Wait a minute, did you just say tanzil ?" I asked.

"Yeahh ?" She turned toward me. "Why did you stop?" she moved her hand toward me.

"No, it's nothing; I just heard that name somewhere," I replied as I continued my walk. Kaha suna hai yrr? I'm stuck in my thoughts. Suddenly it hit me... Is that him?
Nahi nahi...

"Heyy, what did that person wear?" There are definitely so many tanzils in this hall, right?

"Who?" she asked.

"The guy you were talking about to mehwish before?" I remind her.

"Why ? Did you finally decide to move on from that jerk? tell me. Only then will I give you the details!" she exclaimed, winking at me.

"Just tell me the naymat and stop burdening your mind with all the overthinking, which is already empty," I said while giving her a glare that means "Just spill the beans."

"Tera dimag Khali hai bilkul tere iss Dil ki trha.." she said.

"tell me what he was wearing ?"

It's him, it's him; I can still hear his bold words in my ears, and I can still feel my anger toward him, and that's when I realize I need to warn naymat. He is such a pervert that I can't handle my sister if she goes after him like a high school teenager.

"You better stay away from him, ," I warned her.

"Why?" she inquired. "Because you have your eyes on him," she replied, giving me the most irritated look. "Don't worry, I don't mind sharing."
Chiii yeh meri behen nahi ho sakti
God, I despise whatever she's saying, and it makes me want to slap her so that she'll understand

"Eww, naymat, shut up, aisi ghatiya baatein dubara kari toh muh tod dungi.," I warned her this very last time.

"Do you really like him?" she asks me with a serious expression. God, how can she even believe that?

"Ah, do you really think that... I can like anyone but him. Forget it. I'd rather die than drool over him." I replied with a shrug.

"Oh, it looks like he is already on your bad person list." She is right; he is already on my bad person list. I don't like perverts. "Ignore the books about bad people. Just stay away from him. okay"...

"All right, let's go get Shimza."She said this while raising her hands in the air.

.......

"Let's go, bride. Your groom is waiting for you on the stage," naymat and I said as we entered the shimza room.

As we hit the stage, I can see how everyone's eyes are admiring my sister. She is indeed looking so beautiful, and the peaceful smile on her face and excitement in her eyes make her more beautiful than anyone. I look up toward Saad. He is just looking at my sister, like he can't take his eyes off her. I notice he has the same expression as my sister, They are truly, truly in love. Naymat and I have to stand beside the couch. It was our mom's most important instruction to stand beside Shimza the whole time in case she needed anything.