Unwillingly Yours

Chapter Eight

Mama said to me set the table for lunch, I nodded and went to kitchen.

After settling everything on table. I told mama that everything have settled. Then mama called everyone to have lunch.

We all were eating quietly there only sound was clattering of spoons and plates. When irmisha asked me "Hooria bha.. I mean api you know Haroon bhai like to eat home made chappatis, he prefers to eat home made chappatis rather than thandori rotti".

Well I don't know what to say. So in return I gave her smile but my smile lived for short when Mama said, "no problem Hooria will learn how to make it". it took me off guard and my spoon droped of my hand on hearing mama words. Ahh making chappatis they will never gonna leave me. I look around to see the one Mr.Devil who had a mischievous smile on his lips.

"Well I hate to break to you Mr.Devil I don't like to make chappatis" I bluntly stated.

Shhhh😬I gritted my teeth ...ah!! What I was thinking ya ALLAH why always my mouth had to burst out all blatancy why me....... why Hooria you don't keep your mouth shut.. always have to chatter....

Everyone gave me confused look as what I blurt out. I lowered my head down in embarrassment. By the way who is devil Hooria beta..? Dada jan asked me, I....mea..n n..o no Dada jan no devil.. I badly stuttered as all burst out into laughing. I moved my eyes to Mr.Devil direction who shook his head as gave me look that saying think before you blurt out . I rolled my eyes at him.

But Dada jan suddenly asked " Jameel am I consider it that you accept this proposal for my grandson. I stiffened in my spot and moved my eyes from Dada jan to Baba Jani. He smile at me and answered to Dada jan.

"Well I don't have any problem. For me Haroon is like my son. I know he is responsible, capable and good enough for my daughter and as a father of daughter I couldn't ask more for my daughter. I belive he will keep my daughter happy . So is a "yes". If my daughter is fine with it.

Baba Jani looked at me and I gave him my assuring smile and I shook my head in yes. As everyone was looking happy.

Then we'll have their Nikkah next week as Dada jan stated, my heart skipped a beat on hearing this. Isn't it bit soon.... I mentally growled.

"But it so soon Zameer Uncle" Baba Jani replied.

No Jameel beta we don't want a big weeding we just invite our close relatives and close friend no more. I want to see my grandson and my granddaughter together as soon as possible.

Now everything had been declared as Dada jan announced that our Nikkah next week on Friday. I looked at Mr.Devil who was all the time quiet as sencesing my gaze his eyes look into mine eyes and they held a new emotions his eyes held so much intensity but I didn't understand, bile of lump stuck in my thoart.

Ahh ya ALLAH what is happening? But whatever is happening I hope it would be for good. I felt sick feeling in my pit of stomach.

All were getting up from their respective seats, but I remained seated here as I was in thoughts that "Sahab g like to eat home made chappatis... huh ah bara aya, UNCLE hi hai.. home made chappatis khany wala.. I will never make for him. I muttered loudly when I felt hot air fanning on my left cheek, a shiver ran down my body. I turned to that direction and my eyes went wide, I fisted my hand on either side of chair tightly, my heart beat accelerated.His face turned red with anger and then he put his one hand on the back of my chair and other put on table and bend down into my direction and wishpered,

"Sunflower I think you need to learn some manners that how to talk and respect your husband if not I won't mind to teaching you" haan HUSBAND I think he is gone crazy".