Aarna's p. o. v
I don't know how the time passed, it was already the day of engagement. In the past week Kritika Di and Shivangi Di visited me, either with the clothes or some work related to the engagement.
Falak was also busy with that, she even dropped her work for a week. She was always with me. Falak wanted to rent the engagement Hall at an expensive hotel, with every facility saying it's not her best friend but her sister's wedding. And she has every right to spend the money.
She already booked it when Vivan called me, asking me to put the call on speaker. He clearly told her she will not spend money on anything, which amused me.
Falak was furious and asked if he thinks she's broke or something and can't afford it. But he just denied it, saying it was his engagement, he wants to get married to me so he will be the only nne spending money.
Falak didn't take this at first but eventually said yes. After that I immediately cut the call. I haven't talk to him till that incident day. And he also didn't call me.
From what I heard from Kritika di, Vivan and Ranbir bhai are busy with the company. Both were out of town.
Right now I am sitting in the hotel's room, with white gold lehenga which has small flowers patternpattern with thick border. My make up was done with some parlor girl. To be honest she has over done it.
I look like a girl with white filling on her skin.
Falak who was standing in baby pink lehenga. She looks beautiful. Am I the only one looking like bhoot?
" C'mon it's not that much, it will eventually fade away you know " Falak said as she adjusted my dupatta.
" You look beautiful, voh toh Vivan ki kismat achi hai tumhare jesi khubsurat biwi mil rahi hai, warna toh single marta voh khadus insan "
I chuckled at her comment, I was about to sit when Samira aunty came, with Shivangi di behind her, Arhaan in her arms smilling and looking around. " Kitni achi dikh rahi ho, nazar na lage tumhe "
Samira aunty blessed me as I smiled at her. She is really sweet. She asked me if I was having any problem with anything. To which I shook my head in no.
Samira aunty told me, that now we should go out. We made our way out the room, entering the Hall. Eventually my eyes landed on the person whom I was ignoring for the past week.
Or was he ignoring me?
He was there standing there with his oh so gorgeous face. His gaze met mine, I immediately diverted my eyes towards the ground.
We made our way towards the stage that was set up, with the decoration. The photographer was there, clicking photos.
All of the people were looking at me, I climed a step that was there. I saw a hand stretched towards my direction. I looked up and saw him, his black eyes were shining. I kept my palm into his as I climbed on the stage.
He still has my palm into his.
" You look beautiful " His deep voice rang into my ear as I looked into his eyes. His eyes held adoration? His hand went towards my cheek as he poke my cheek.
" What are you doing? "
He frown his eyebrows as he leaned closer towards me. I scanned the Hall, all of the guest's eyes were on us.
" Don't you think the beautician did too much make up? "
" You also think that? " I asked him as he leaned a little away from me. He nodded his head. I already told falak that it was too much.
" I was joking " I heard him, he had a teasing smile on his face. I glared at him, god only know how I was ready to chop off his head right now.
" Vivan mere bhai, Aarna se badmein flirt kar lena, pehle rings exchange kar le? "
I badly wanted to ding my grave and sleep there for the rest of my life. Vivan shrugged his shoulder, focusing is attention on me once again.
Am I going to runaway?
The rings were brought. He forwarded his hand to me, in which I slided the platinum ring that was bought by Falak, Kritika di and Shivangi di.
To be honest it's beautiful.
I forwarded my hand, which he held it in his palm, and slided the ring. It was a single diamond ring. But it looked beautiful. I always thought how can someone like a single diamond ring but when it's in my ring finger, I can't help but stare at it.
" Mam and sir, please look at each other so we can take the photos " The photographer said as I looked at him. Idhar meri ankhein nai mil pati usse, isko yeh sab karvana hai?
My palm was still in his hand. I looked at him in the eyes. He had a blank expression but soon it converted into a smirk. What is he thinking?
I was about to say something when his arms went around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I looked at him with wide eyes.
" All of them should know to whom you belong, and whom I belong to "
With that his lips touch the back of my palm. I don't know but there was this feeling that can't be expressed. There was a loud whistle that made me cam out my thoughts.
Falak who was beside me the whole time, but now with an open mouth. I don't know how he has so much courage to say that.
His hand still was at the back of my waist. Soon we decided to click the photos with family members. There was light atmosphere until I saw someone.
I looked back at Vivan who now had a hard look on his face. I looked as the man in his 50's said something to Vivan.
" They are Vivian's parents " I looked at Kritika bhabhi who was now standing beside me. I looked at Falak who was going somewhere. Bathroom?
They stood by the side, as the photo was taken. There face showed how much they didn't wanted this marriage. His mother didn't even looked at me rather she just went away with her husband.
There was this feeling that surrounded me. I knew he deserves better. But he didn't listen to me. I was feeling ike I should actually go and hide somewhere.
After all the photos and all, we were sitting on the table that was especially for the family members. Vivian's mood was like this after that. Whole blank and plain.
He was sitting right beside me. I was feeling awkward, he was never this quite. Rather he always speaks to me or makes me shy all of the time. His parents were also here, sitting on the chair.
I was eating in the quiet ignoring the tense atmosphere. For the first time I am this much hungry. Falak who was beside me was also eating with Andrew. Seems like they have made up.
" So you didn't listen to me and your mother "
Abhi hi bolna tha kya. I was about to choke when I saw a glass of water in front of my lips. I immediately drank it as I felt someone patting my back.
I pulled away taking deep breaths. It's was none other than Vivan who was patting my back, he was still holding the glass of water. His face screamed worry.
" Are you okay? " His hand went towards my head, patting it he smiled at me lightly. Shit I am going to die. How did he manage to look this handsome, beautiful, eternal, gorgeous, breathtaking, la jawab.
His gaze moved towards his father as his face turned cold again, " I already told you ' I was telling you ' not seeking permission from you. You already knew that I was going to marry her, and only her. "
His father looked angry.
" Of course, you would say that. After taking care of you for all this years you- "
" You didn't "
For the first time I saw hate in his eyes. Like he was trying his best to control himself. I was scared not from him but scared from the fact that something will happen that too because of me.
" You didn't raised me nor Jiya, Samira chachi and Darshan chachu did. When we wanted you, you were out there looking for a wife "
I didn't understand a thing. I looked at Vivian's mother and she was like, she didn't care? I didn't know what to do, I held his arm. Trying to clam him down.
He looked towards me. I didn't know why I did that but I did. His other hand held my hand as he stood up taking me with him. I walked with him without any question.
If I asked him anything he might throw me out of window or something. He opened the door of the room that I was in for getting ready. He closed the door behind him as he sat on the bed. His head in Between his hand, as he took deep breaths.
I didn't know what to do, I was standing in the corner without uttering a word. I finally decided that I should say something. So I went towards him, " Are you okay? "
He finally looked up, he was looking like a mess.
" No, I am not okay "
I was bad at comforting, like too bad. I can't even comfort Falak. I ended up saying things I shouldn't. So I decided not to speak anything, rather I just stood there.
Zindagi mein kabhi bhi ek kaam nai hota mujhse.
I was thinking if I should give him water or anything, when I felt his hands grabbing mine. I looked at him, confused. Did I do something?
He pulled me closer. His arms wrapped around my waist, hugging it. He buried his face into my stomach. Why do I feel like I should die? I am here still like a stone.
I didn't know what to do, so all I did was awkwardly patting his back without any words.
He is a huge man but now he's behaving like a baby. I was patting his back telling him it's alright, all he did was nothing but buried his face in me more.
After sometimes he pulled away, as he looked at me. Asking me to sit beside him and I did without any protest. His hands went towards my head patting it.
" I am sorry for what happened there "
I don't know why he is saying sorry. He shouldn't be the one apologizing. It wasn't his fault.
" It's not you're fault okay? Whatever you did must have it's own reason. You don't need to say sorry. "
He chuckled at my response, nodding his head. " Yeah, right " He whispered and smiled at me. I don't know when I gave him back the smile but I did.
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Longest ch in my whole life that I've written. You better vote or I am not gonna publish the next chapter. ( although I haven't written it)