ARRANGED BY DESTINY [CHOI SEUNGCHEOL]

CH 3

Nishita

I was texting Noor, talking about small things with her always cheered me up. I almost forgot I was waiting for my mom, I needed to ask her a few things, because I definitely heard something. I heard the door open and stopped smiling over the text I sent to Noor, I turned to look at her. “Nishita”
“Mom”

She sat on the bed, facing me, and before she could tell me anything I asked her, “What’s going on?” I took a pause, “I don’t want to hear any extraordinary explanation, just tell me what’s going on because I am already tired. You literally forced me to go out, talk to them then told me to go to the room and wait for my dinner infront of them as if you didn’t want me to go see them. And since they left, tell me what’s going on. I heard few things and I can’t make sense out of it”

“You’re getting married” she said as if these three words meant nothing, “EXCUSE ME???” There was a shift in my tone, I mean why won’t there be a shift? She was sounding as if she just didn’t drop the bomb on me

“What are you saying?” She definitely didn’t mean what she said right now. “You’re getting married to Seungcheol”

“The hell-”
“Mind your language”

“NO you mind your own things, and who are you to force me to marry someone I don’t even know.”
“You know him, Nishita.”

“NO, I don’t and I am not getting married” This was the peak frustration, nothing was going right since morning, almost getting late for work because of traffic, having a tough day, coming back home tired, dealing with guests, and now what…? Marriage??

“Mom, go and tell them, I am not getting married.”
“You will marry him”

“Don’t you understand what I am saying?” I am done, done with everything, “I won’t marry him and I don’t want to marry anyone right now, let me be me. See mom, I told you ever since I stepped inside the house, I am tired and no drama, enough is enough.”

“This is not any drama, this is truth and you have to accept it.” how could she say like that.
“See, let me be clear, I am not getting married, and you should’ve asked me when you thought your daughter would marry anyone you choose.”

“Nishita you are getting married and that’s final.” I was waiting for her to speak more, I lowkey knew where was this conversation going on, “We always gave you what you wanted and if we are asking you this thing, you won’t agree?”

“Mom, it’s you, not us. Dad never came to talk to me about marriage or anything. Go and tell them that I am not getting married to him.”
“NISHITA” I looked at her in surprise, raising her voice at me had been a long time. My patience was dying each passing second and she was hurting me; I had no idea how long I would be able to hold myself together.

“Mom, the discussion is over. I am not getting married.”
“We didn’t raise you to hear this from you. You weren’t like this, Why are you becoming so difficult each passing day.” I sighed, I didn’t want to speak a single word. How much I wanted to say, the reason is ‘you’ why I am becoming like this. “Ever since you were born, we did everything, we made sure you get everything, the love the care, your basic needs, we gave everything even before you could ask anything. And you’re behaving like this.” She paused, and I was hoping she would stop saying, because only a child can understand how much it hurts to hear this from their own parents. “Whatever you demanded, we always gave you but one thing Nishita, you’re getting married that’s it. You never listen to us anyway, but it’s done and fixed. This would be the last thing I would ever ask you.” And she was done hurting me, she broke the remaining part I ever held for myself, “You’re my parent and you did basic things which were your responsibility.” She gave me the look, I was already used to, now since she decided to marry me off, she needs to hear a few things, no matter how much I was hurting inside and I was pissed, I needed to tell her because her turn was over. When I say my bond with my mother wasn’t the best one, it wasn’t really. “You know you could’ve avoided all these responsibilities if only I wasn’t-