Another Hate Love Story

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"Wo kaam to main bhi kar lungi, bas ek mazbut sa danda arrange karna hoga" I said and Maizah burst into laugher but both the mothers looked towards me in disbelief

(I will do that job too, just have to arrange a strong stick.)

"Will you beat Adnaan? It means you're even more than Anzala and Maizah!" Mami Jaan asked the first part with wide eyes and without getting my reply she muttered the last part.

"Come on Ammi... She is just making her mother's mood better... Don't worry she won't beat your son" Maizah said on my behalf and I giggled.

"If you beat him then inform me first so that I'll be ready in your defence" Maizah whispered in my ear and I laughed but nodded. Meanwhile we listened a knock on the door of my room and two men came inside they were My both maternal uncles.

Mamu Jaan, ie Adnaan's father was the first man to come towards me with a smile on his face, he placed his hand on my head and blessed me with his fatherly love.

"Why are you crying? Is she going in some unknown people? Silly!" Mamu Sahab (Elder maternal uncle) gave a side hug to my mother and that brother sister duo keep talking something in hushed tone, maybe mummy was missing papa, that's why she was crying that much. I was also missing him but I was showing myself strong.

"Mamu Jaan.. Qazi sahab is arrived" Nabeel bhai came inside the room with those words and my heart skipped a beat.

"Where's Adnaan? Is he arrived or not?" Mamu jaan asked and Nabeel bhai shrugged. "I don't know where is he?" He replied and everyone felt worried, because since two hours the groom was missing and his mobile phone was switched off.

I was feeling so happy with that.. Even I was wishing that my groom run away so that I would be save from that marriage... But...

My destiny!!!

"Adnaan bhai is arrived" Afnaan come with that unpleasant news and I cursed him in my heart.

I hate those both brothers since childhood... Of I would get permission to murder one person then I would be confused to choose one of them because I would like to kill both of them at same time.

In no times I was sitting in the hall of my home, a floral curtain was separating the hall in two parts, one was for ladies and other half was for males. There weren't many people in home, only few guests were present there including our very close relatives .

"Do you Sara Mehmood, daughter of Late Mohd. Mehmood accept Adnaan Aasif Rizwi as your husband in the favour of mehr-e-fatima as your mehr?"

My heart skipped a beat on that question, lifting my gaze I looked up, mu vail was made up of a see through material so it wasn't difficult to see everyone's expressions. All the sights were fixed on me. And the question was again asked, and this time I only able to nod my head.

"Say it clearly" Mamu sahab whispered near my ear and I again lift my gaze. The same question was repeated again and I took a deep breath before saying.

"I.. I do"

"I do"

"I do"

"Stay blessed" My both uncles blessed me and someone passed me a pen and paper to sign the marriage certificate. My hands were literally shivering, I don't know why I was feeling so nervous. If it wouldn't be my own nikkah with Adnaan but some other occasion then I would definitely be able to beat the sh*t out of him but at that time I wasn't able to do anything but feeling nervous.

Somehow I signed those papers and all the men moved towards the other side of hall and after some five minutes I listened "Muskan ho.." (congratulations) it means that Bandar (monkey) was officially my husband.

I wanted to smack my forehead but I was the bride so I had to sit manner fully!

'Opps... I have to stop calling him Bandar (monkey) because I can't imagine myself as Mrs. Bandar (Mrs. Monkey)' my subconscious told me and I think about that for few minutes, I was busy in debating with myself because I did not wanted to stop calling him Bandar (monkey) but I suddenly came out of my trance when someone sat beside me. And I released that the floral curtain was no more in front of my eyes. The person beside me was no one else but that Bandar (Monkey). I wanted to lift my vail and glare him and push, him to sit away from me but...

Indian brides sits shyly.

I had to follow the custom, so I controlled myself and keep sitting with lower gaze. He was drinking something sitting beside me, and then he passed the half empty glass to Maizah who passed that glass towards me making me shocked.

"Have it" She said and I made my brows furrowed.

"What?" I couldn't help but exclaimed in hushed tone.

"Yes... Have it" Maizah said and lift my vail up, I looked towards her and my eyes were saying 'No' on which she smiled and blinked to convince me but I clenched my nose.

"Main kisi ka jhutha nhi khati" I said in hushed tone "Aur bandaro ka to bilkul bhi nhi" I added in mumbling and I'm sure that Bandar (monkey) didn't listen that.

(I don't eat anyone's ort)
(specially of monkeys)

"Nikkah ke baad shohor ka bachaya hua sharbat peena hi hota hai" someone from the gathering of ladies told me and I huffed in my thoughts.

(After nikkah It's mandatory to drink this sweet beverage half left by husband)

'Husband... My foot' I could say that only in my heart. But I held that glass and lift up to my lips. I took only one sip and after that I wasn't able to drink that as that was sweet milk without any flavour and I can't drink non flavoured milk.

"I can't" I mumbled looking at Maizah she took the glass from my hand and passed that to Adna.. No.. Not Adnaan but That Bandar (monkey)

"I also don't like to have anyone's ort" He said and my blood got a boil.

"Shut up, she has also drink your ort, now it's your turn, finish it" Maizah scolded her brother and I wanted to dance with happiness but couldn't. For few hours we were sitting together, my neck was paining because I was sitting with lower gaze, I didn't even lift my gaze towards that Bandar (money) as so he.. Maybe!

Then the time came for farewell! I didn't want to go away from my house... Or its better to say that I did not wanted to go to Adnaan's home.

Ammi was crying hugging me as so I was doing, many years back I took a pledge that I won't be a cry bride like others but I wasn't able to fulfil that pledge. I cried my eyes out without breaking the hug.

"Rushda, Sara stop crying" Mamu sahab Patted at my head from back side and we both mother daughter break the hug.

"Adnaan don't give any problem to my daughter, she is my princess" Mummy requested and I lift my gaze towards my mother, and Adnaan but his back was facing me.

"Phuppo Jaan main itna bhi zalim nahi hu ki aapki beti itni shareef si beti ko pareshan karunga." That Bandar (monkey) said and i was quite surprised to listen those words otherwise I was expecting something else. But he said me shareef (innocent) in satire.

(Phuppo Jaanim not that much cruel that I'll trouble your so much innocent daughter)

" Promise?" Mummy asked and that Bandar gave a side hug to mummy, after all she was her paternal aunty before becoming my mom so they both love each other very much.

"Promise my dear phuppo Jaan... If you have some doubt then you can make your daughter stay with yourself for few more months, or you can come to my home" The aunty nephew were hugging each other while this conversation and I was only watching the back of that Bandar (monkey) who was my husband by then. Unknowingly a smile creeped to my lips when that idiot, duffer was trying to convince my mother.

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_Naaz Jamal