Chapter Fifteen

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Rehan Malhotra I came out of the shower drying my hair when I saw dad sitting in the bed and mom scanning the untidy bedroom. 'Before you say anything, I'll clean it. Myself' I said and opened the cupboard to take a shirt. 'Oh my god, day before yesterday I folded every clothes and kept it in place and now look. When will you grow up' Mom started scolding and I closed the wardrobe in hurry. 'Dad, what's the matter. Please tell me fast otherwise she'll find fault in every little thing' I said and he signed mom to sit near him. 'Anil, Aadhya's father called today. They said they wanted the marriage as soon as possible' I looked at dad not knowing what to answer. 'Fast means, their other daughter gave birth just like a week ago and they want the marriage asap, why?' I asked and he looked at mom. 'Aadhya's horoscope says she should get married before turning 21 otherwise she'll be married only after 30' Mom said and I laughed. 'Seriously you guys believe in that. Come on mom, it's just some gu-' 'I have told you thousand times, if you don't believe in it then don't do but don't say anything about it' She glared at me and I shut my mouth 'So Rehan, what you say? Let's get you married fast or let this propos-' 'No dad, don't complete that. I really, really liked the girl. I felt like she can endure me, you know for the whole life' Mom smiled at me and held my hands. 'My son and I have liked the girl, so we're not going to let her go, right?' I nodded at her. 'Dad, they can wait for 4-5 months right?' 'It seems, they want the wedding in 2 months' Dad looked at me for my answer. 'Are you all okay with the hurry?' Dad and mom nodded at me. 'We can manage' said Dad 'If you all are okay, I don't have any problem' I said and mom kissed my cheek. 'My son is getting married' She whispered to me and I kissed her head Aadhya Mehra 'First, you didn't trust your daughter then you bought her a proposal and now you fixed her marriage within two months that too without her permission' I yelled at my dad, with tears running out of my eyes. I'm not a puppet. Am not even a human kya? 'Do not raise your voice at your father' Daadi yelled looking at me and I glared at her. 'His blood is running through my veins and he knows how will his blood react' I looked at him who without saying anything started walking out of the house. 'Stop there dad' Bhai said and Dad stopped in his tracks. 'Dont think that whatever elders decides is right. It's a actually a shame on you that you don't trust your daughter' Bhai said holding my hand calming me down. 'I heard and saw it myself' said Dad. 'It was her phone but the person who's having affair is Anjana. Believe it' Bhai shouted and Daadi came Infront of us. 'Devki, you really have taught your kids manners. See how they're shouting at their father and blaming an innocent girl' Mom cried hearing her and ran to her room. 'Do not speak that way to my mother' Bhai said to Daadi and she glared at us. 'Wow, she really has given her children manners. They don't give respect to anyone not even their Daadi. I really wonder if Jhanvi will teach the same to her son. If then, that boy won't live long' 'Daadi' I shouted and she went to her room bickering about us. 'You really don't have anything to say after what your mother said about your grandchild' Asked Bhai to dad who stood like a pillar. Why are you doing this to me dad. 'Day after tomorrow is your engagement. Here. Be ready' Dad said and started to walk out without looking at me. I sat on the floor crying. 'She wont' Bhai said. 'Then be ready to attend my funeral' Love, Ziya
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