His substitute Bride

Wedding day

A negative mind will never give you a positive life.” – …

Rumaisa p.o.v

" And here is my favourite Biryani…." My grandpa rub his both hand like a five year old child while Humna and I chuckled softly .

He is such a kid .

Mom and dad sitting quietly staring at the plate longer than I expected .

Is there something wrong ??

" So what happened in the office , did he agree to invest ??" I asked them curiously as the two of them exchanged looks .

Humans and I glance at each other knowing very well that my parents are up to something .

" Yes " my dad after a moment of silence.

Glancing at my mother , he spoke " he will agree only if I agree to marry my daughter to him "

Ohh his daughter needs to marry that man… what kind of a sickness- wait what !

I am his daughter ??

That's means they are talking about -

Soon releasing hits and panic took over me .

" WHAT " I stood up slamming my both hands on the table .

" You are talking about me ??" I ask ignited , they both look away .

" You guys are kidding right? " Humna asked and started laughing and for a second I wanted her words to be true .

But they looked at her dead serious and her mouth got shut quickly .

" Okay they are serious " she mutters under her breath .

" And you - you guys said yes ….. " I gulped and my vision got blurry " didn't you ??" My voice was merely audible to my own ear .

" We don't have a choice sweetheart besides , he is a billionaire " my mother stood up trying to console me but I backed away .

" He will treat you like a princess , he is so rich " she pressured at the word rich .

" So you guys are selling me off " my lip shivers as I bite my lip to control my emotion .

" Wow …. This was so delicious " all of our head turn to grandpa who all these time eating his biryani without caring about what's happening around him .

" Daddu …" Humna hissed shaking his arm and I ran to my room knowing that no one give a damn about me .

Humna p.o.v

Uncle and aunty went to their respective rooms not before sending a glare on dadu's way .

" Your nonchalant behaviour must have hurt her so bad , why didn't you stop your son " I sat beside him .

" She is their daughter and they love her more than money …" he said " except her by the way not me and you " he pointed both of us and I rolled my eyes .

" She is your granddaughter " I told him .

" And their daughter as well , they would come to the road before ruining their daughter's life and I can assure you , there must be some benefits for Rumaisa in this marriage that's why they wanted her to get married " when he got up and looked at me .

" Don't poke your nose in this matter Humna I don't want you to get hurt " with that he walked away and I let out a frustrated sigh .

" How??? She is my sister '' I muttered to myself .

Opening the door I peep inside to see Rumaisa crying with her face pressed on the pillow .

" Are you okay there ??" I asked to enter inside .

She got up glaring with a red nose and messy hair " do I look okay to you " she yelled then proceeded to cry more .

" Hey…. Look at the bright side " I sat beside her .

" Bright side ??"

" Yeah I mean imagine it's straight out of a romantic novel , A handsome billionaire is madly in love with you and wants you at all cost …. " I giggle excited then let out a dreamy sigh …

" Ahh… how much I wish it was me " I clasp my hand with a pout .

I glance at Rumaisa who's one eyebrow raised and gave me a weird look .

" And what if he is an old creepy p*****t with a big belly and a bald head? " she pointed out and my smile dropped .

" Yeah point " I whispered, getting back to the real world .

" How can my own parents do this to me? " she cried and I hugged her .

" I wish I can take your pain " I whispered, patting not knowing that my wish was about to turn true .

Skip to the wedding ….

Today is Rumaisa's wedding. It's been one month since a lot of fighting and arguing. Rumaisa finally agreed . I am not happy for her .

She looks dull day by day. I hope Allah the almighty makes her task easy .

I was getting ready to pinning my red hijab properly. That's when I heard voices of loud , panicked voices of people arguing but aunty voices beat above all .

What's going on ??? I thought .

But then again , they have been fighting for silly things all day: the food , the lighting and most importantly making Rumaisa ready so she can look best . I rolled my eyes ignoring and pushed the thoughts which were trying to bug me about something really bad going to happen .

Amna aunty was perfectionist in everything ahh… I pity the wedding planner .

Letting out a heavy breath I sat on the edge of the bed tying my heel belt and a thought passed my head .

Rumaisa is so lucky there's someone out there madly in love with her and here I can only fantasise .

Can't Asad fall in love with me the same way like the guy did???

How exciting it would be if he fell in love with me and got possessive .

I giggle and tap my forehead knowing very well no one can fall in love with me enough to be scared to lose me. After all, I am just an average looking girl with black rimmed glasses and braces .

Who would be mad enough to even glance my way .

Anyway, today is Rumaisa day. I hope everything went well for her .

I got up to examine myself in the mirror one last time before opening the door and walking toward those noises increasing badly .

I saw dadu sitting on couch with a defeated face while Uncle pacing around the room with worry fetched on his face and aunty crying badly with all her makeup smudge .

" What's going on ??" I questioned and all of their eyes fell on their faces , which made me extremely conscious .

They all went silent for a moment and here my heart started to race abnormally .

I hope it's not what I am thinking

I hope it's not

I hope it's

" Rumaisa ran away " my dadu spoke .

A gasp left my lips ..

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