Mine To Be Called ✓

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On the other hand, Daneen was a bit smaller than her and she didn't have a very striking tone and visuals. She just looked normal in front of her. Andaleeb was more courageous, outspoken, bold, and rebellious. While Daneen had a sweet, gullible, understanding, and nice demeanor. That was the reason perhaps why the arranged marriage with Zaroon was taken as a happy signal by her. While the same thing acted as a repulsion for Andaleeb.

Mr. Sultan was originally from the village from his background. He was the youngest of the four brothers and three sisters. Their family was very conservative and prudent. As the time changed and development occurred, many things changed for this family. Earlier when women weren't allowed to study and given a voice, was altered at this moment. They all came to cities and began their new life here with how their families accommodated.

While many things evolved, one thing never did and that was marriage within the family. All four brothers never left this custom because of the wariness of not being able to fully know the strangers to actually bring or give a daughter.

All of Andaleeb's cousins were married either among family friends or the relatives. And now it was their turn. Zaroon was the son of their mother Sania's sister and Daneen was hitched to him just a few years ago. She even wore his ring on her finger all the time. While Mohid was the only heir of one of the very good friend of the Sultan. He knew that his youngest daughter had high dreams and she was indeed right in her place to have those dreams. She was the most beautiful girl who had ever been born in his family.

She gave royal vibes and she had a different aura. None would believe that Andaleeb had a village background considering how groomed she was. As compared to Daneen, she spent most of her time in parlors and spas. As she was the youngest daughter and cousin simultaneously, she was loved and pampered more by her parents, grandparents, uncles, Aunts, cousins, and sister. That made her somewhat stubborn too and seeing this, Sultan considered the good-looking, intelligent, respectful, and rich Mohid for him even though he wasn't from family, but somehow he considered his father a brother to him so that didn't matter in the long run.

That love, adoration, and coddling brought Andaleeb to a point where she had a strong belief that her parents would approve of Aurang for her at any cost. For her status, didn't matter. Only love did and she was sure, she would convince them for the one she loved at any cost.

Daneen smiled at her who was currently applying mascara over her eyelashes. Wearing a pair of blue tight jeans a and white T-shirt with a blue cardigan, Andaleeb could get a place in anyone's heart by the way she looked.

"So much preparation for University? Do you have a plan after classes with friends?" She asked, with a amazement in her eyes for her sister who was really looking like a wow.

Andaleeb shook her head as she hurled a bunch of her hair under the straightener. "Not really a party. He likes it when I get ready like this and I like it when he praises me."

Daneen sighed. "Are you still meeting him?"

She narrowed her eyes at her. "What do you mean by still meeting him? Did I ever say that I will stop meeting him?"

Daneen walked over to her. "Mama and Baba would never like it when they will know someday that you are dating someone. They haven't given us such liberty, Andi."

"They love me. They will understand," she enlightened her. 

Daneen shrugged her shoulders. "I hope so. But I am afraid at the same time."

Andaleeb dropped the straightener and ran a hand through her hair. "Is it a sin if I like someone for me myself? I have to spend a life with my husband, not anyone else."