Pyar Ki Love Story | Short Stories | 1st Book |

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"Minahil! Agar yeh nalayak tumhe pareshaan karega to tum mujhe kehna," Jahangir put his hand on her head and said

(If he trouble you just tell me,)

Not knowing what to say or do Minahil left the living room, Ashaj kept looking at her back until she was out of sight, everyone again started talking but this time the topic was their marriage

Ashaj cought Humaima's eyes, silently asking her for permission to go to Minahil's room, she nod her head

She was looking at the ring in her finger

When she found out he is getting married to someone else she wasn't in peace but now when everyone is saying they will get married she is also not feeling well about it

She got startled when someone clear her throat,

"So?....." She didn't give him permission to come inside but he still did, she was sitting on her bed so he grab chair from her dresser and sat on it

"Koi kaam tha?" When she was tired of his eyes on her she asked

(Do you have any work?)

"Nahi!" He shook his head negatively

(Nope!)

"Toh phir jaiye yaha se,"

(Then why are you here?)

"Tum waqai mein chahti ho main Chala jau?" She again bowed her down

(You really want me to leave?)

"Tum khush ho?" After sometime of silence Ashaj asked

(Are you happy?)

"Apko yaad Hai apne mujhse ek baar kaha tha, ki apko taras ata hai uss ladke pe jiski Shaadi mujhse hogi iss duniya ka sabse badqismat ladka hoga woh," instead of answering she asked

(Do you remember once you told me that the boy will marry me will be the most unlucky person on Earth,)

Ashaj remember it very well, it was when she was in her first year of college and Humaima asked him if he could pick her up, he did pick her up but they end up fighting resulting Minahil getting down from his car and told him she will go by rikshaw

That's when he told her the guy who will marry her will be most unlucky because she is really stubborn

"Haan toh agai na taras uss Dubai wale pe is liye Maine socha chalo mujhe toh adat Hai bachpan se tumhe bardasht karne ki woh bechara to tumse Shaadi ke dusre hafte mental asylum mein chala jayega,"

(Yes I have said that, I felt bad for that poor lad who lives in Dubai and I thought I have habit of tolerating you but he doesn't have it,)

"Dubai Wala Kon?" She confusingly raised her eyebrow

(Who lives in Dubai?)

"Woh Dubai Wala, aunty ke dost ka beta jissey tumhari Shaadi hone wali thi," Ashaj tried to remind her

(Aunty's friend's son whom you were supposed to get married,)

"Mummy ki koi bhi dost ka beta Dubai mein nahi rehta aur Meri Shaadi kissey hone wali thi? aap karne wale the shaadi, uss Samantha se," she turned to him in the mood of fighting

(None of mummy's friend's son lives in Dubai and I wasn't supposed to marry anyone, you were about to marry Samantha,)

"Samantha? Uski last month hi shaadi hui Hai uske boyfriend se,"

(Samantha? She just got married last month to her boyfriend,)

"Lekin aapi ne to mujhe,......."

(But Appi told me....)

"Bhabhi ne hi mujhe bataya tha," realization hit both of them. Real hard

(Bhabhi told me that,)

"So?...... Is liye tum gussa thi ki main Samantha se shaadi Kar raha hoon?" Slowly he started saying in teasing manner

(So that's why you were angry that I was about to get married to Samantha?)

"Khush fehmi Hai apki," she said and got up to left but Ashaj grab her hand

(You wish,)

"Khush toh main ab hoon," he also got up still holding both of her hands in his

(My wish is granted now,)

She looked into his eyes and geniun happiness in them

Their eye contact was break when someone clear their throat, seeing Humaima on the door they quickly parted away,

"Yaar itni achhi shayari banai thi, tumne suni hi nahi," when after changing her clothes Minahil entered the room Ashaj said while he was leaning his back on bed headboard

(I have made such a good shayari for you but you didn't listen,)

She just glare at him and went to dressing table to braid her hair

"Kya fayda inhe bandhne ka?.... Thori derr mein waise hi khul jayenge," his words made her drop her hair brush

(What's the point of braiding them when they are gonna be open?)

And her action made him chuckle, after braiding her hair she came to bed

"Durr rahiyega," she slapped his hand which was about to hold her

(Stay away,)

"Ab Kya Kar diya Maine?" He innocently asked

(What did I do?)

"Mujhe Jcb bana Kar bol rahe hain ki Kya Kiya?"

(You compared me with JCB,)

"Maine thori banaya, tum khud hi bani thi jcb,.... Achha sorry, mazak Kar raha tha," when he received another smack from her he said while pulling her to himself

(I wouldn't have compared you but you were ready like it and ..... Okay I'm sorry I was joking,)

"Lekin mujhe apka mazak achha nahi laga," hugging him she put her head on his chest

(But I didn't like your joke,)

"Sorry!" He kissed the top of her head,

"Sorry se kya hota Hai?"

(Sorry doesn't mend everything,)

"Toh Kya karu?" His lips travelled down to her cheek

(Then what should I do?)

"Ouch!" She hissed when Ashaj bite her cheek and hit his arm

"Yaar aise agar har bite ke baad marogi to raat bhar maar hi khaunga kya main?" laughingly Ashaj complained

(Will you slap me after every bite?)