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CHAPTER 11 - THE ENGAGEMENT DISASTER!

MINAL'S POV:

We entered home silently as if we are thieves. But we thieves actually  caught by the police, who is none other than fatty. She was giving death glares to us. I wasn't scared but shehryaar was much scared. He gulped so hard that even i heard.

"1:30. Its 1:30 bhai. Like seriously? Its your sisters engagement tomorrow and you guys are so irresponsible. Bhabhi at least I didn't expect this from you." She glared at us.

"fatty its not me. Its your brother am telling you." I said, he widened his eyes with a shocked expression.

"I'll go upstairs. I think my phone is ringing." I lied and escaped.

I went upstairs and was watching the scene from here.

"bhai." she glared at him. "Ah! Fatty. Will take to you tomorrow yaar. Am so sleepy."

"Bhai answer me then leave."

"I think my phone is ringing too." He scratched his eyebrow and said.

"Its already in your hand."

"really?" with a confused look he looked at his phone. I controlled my laughter. I was enjoying the scene.

"oh no. its not mine its her. May be she'll be searching for her phone."

"bhai."

"I think she is calling me."

"bhai." She shouted. He ran upstairs.

I ran inside the room and went inside the washroom.

I changed myself in my comfortable clothes.

I came outside and found him taking some bags from our cupboard.

I cleared my throat. "oh you came. Such a liar you are."

I laughed at him. "And you are such a scared kid."

"oh please am not scared. Not at all."

"oh please. I saw the whole scene from the above." I said while folding my arms cross.

"fine. Am scared of my sister. She is suchaaa..." he stopped and look at me.

"she is sooo you,actually."

"Thank god you didn't said that am like you. I can't get the insult. You know?" I completed my sentence while giving him an 'thank god' look.

"Not so funny." He said making an disgusting look.

"I know really." I said. He turned his head to the wardrobe and kept that bag inside. "what's in the bag?" I asked while sitting on the bed after removing my slippers. "nothing special." He said. He took his tracks and went inside the washroom.

I switched on the A/C. Then covered myself with blanket. I was thinking about the incident happened today when he came out at his usual, shirtless.

He came and sat on the bed, he took his phone and set the alarm.

"Why the hell you always sleep like this? I mean shirtless. Why cant you sleep while wearing your shirt?" I asked him still sleeping under the blanket. I turned to his side. He looked at me for a brief second, may be searching for an answer.

"Why the hell you cant wear a dupatta and sleep?"

"because..." he cut me off and said, "because its suffocating, right? Same with me. Now shut your mouth and sleep and let me sleep too." With that he slept turning the lights off.

"So rude of you shehryaar." I turned to my side. After some minutes,Suddenly he switched on the light. I acted like I was already asleep. He walked up to my side.

"Am sorry. Was I actually rude? I didn't mean to hurt you." He apologized which I kinda found cute but I was still showing my acting skill.

"Minal? Minal? I know you are not sleeping. Get up." With that he hold my arm and turned me. I acted and turned still my eyes closed.

"I've told you already you are not good at acting, now get up." He tapped on my arm.

"You are getting up or not?" I was still acting.

"Get up or else..." I was quick to get up and ask, "Or else what?"

"Or else I'll get you up in my way."

"And how will you do that?"

"like this." With that he carried me in a bridal style. I screamed at the top of my lung. "Shehryaar put me down." I shouted at him.

"Ah! aren't you the one who force me to do this?" he asked smirking.

"Shehryaar put me down...please." I pleaded.

"Not until you forgive me." He said.

"Fine. I'll. But in one condition. You'll be wearing a t-shirt while sleeping."

"Why? You can't control yourself seeing my hotness?"

"Ah! As if I even care about it."

"As if you don't care about it."

I narrowed my eyes at him , he did the same at me.

"I think someone is truly enjoying in my arms. No?"

"Not at all. Put me down now! Its an order, not a request."

"I cant until you forgive me. And it's a request not an order."

"Fine. I forgave you. Now put me down."

"As your wish." With that he actually let his hand loose and put me down with a 'thud'. Thank god the mattress was bouncy.

He smirked and switched off the lights and slept.

"Such a jerk you are."

"Oh! I think I need to apologize once again." He was about to get up when I shouted a 'NO'. He laughed and slept back.

"Good night wifey...from your 'hot' husband."

"Good night hubby......from your 'not-at-all-impressed-by-your-hotness' wife."

"So you actually found me HOT, Didn't you?" I can guess that he is smirking now.

"Not at all. By the way what's the time?" I asked him by ignoring his question. He took his phone and checked the time. "its 2:13."

"Oh my gosh shehryaar. We are too late. Please set the alarm at 7."

"okay. I've set the alarm at 5. Then at 8. But I'll change it."

"Good night." He said.

NEXT DAY:

"Mom. Its 12:00 already and shehryaar still didn't came from office. See how irresponsible your son is? And if I told him that he is late he'll tell me am a cruel wife. What do I need to do now?" I complained. Mom laughed and said,"Call him girl. That's the only way left."

"yeah, okay. Oh shit I don't have his number."

"What? You don't have his number?" mom asked.

"No. I mean I don't have balance in my phone."

"Wait, I'll call him." Mom said.

"shehryaar?! Where are you? ? "

"No excuses for today. Leave right now."

"No."

"okay bye."

" I want you to be here in half an hour." She cut the call.

"Don't worry minal. He'll be here on the time before the guests arrives. You go and have a look at the arrangements. Then ask fatim to come to my room for a minute. I'll go and check on your dad. Don't know how much time I need to tell him to not to do his works at home. ." She cares a lot about her family.

I went to look at the caterings. I tasted the desserts, it was delicious. I tasted the milkshakes, it was mouth-watering.

I went to fatty's room with two flavor of milkshake. She was talking in her phone. I sat on the bed and kept the milkshakes aside.

"No way. Am not excusing you today. You have to come. Please yaar. Don't do this...not at least today. Its my engagement." She pleaded someone on phone.

I asked her who is it?. Her friend, whose family doesn't allow her to come on fatty's engagement.

She cut the call and sat on the bed beside me, making a sad face.

"Don't get sad fatty. Even my mamma never allowed me to go on my friends engagement. See, she'll definitely come on your wedding."

"she have to come bhabi."

"Inshallah." She too said Inshallah.

"Have it...and light up your mood." I said to her while offering her milkshake. She drank the milkshake. "its delicious."

"oh shit! I forgot. Mom called you downstairs in her room. I completely forgot."

"Bhabi. Tell me if you remember anything except your husband."

"Oh please. I do remember everything. And I also do remember that you are getting late. Mom is waiting downstairs."

"Oh yeah." She left the room. I got up from her bed. 1 glass of milkshake was finished. Another was for my workaholic husband. I took another glass of milkshake to my room.

I kept it on the table. I opened the wardrobe and I searched for a dress of mine. When my eyesight caught the bag that shehryaar kept last night. . I looked at the bag. It was a bag from lifestyle. This bag might have his clothes...or may be my clothes? He bought me a dress. Oh come on minal?! Back to earth. Why would he buy a dress for you?

I was blabbering with myself when he entered.

"Came too early from office. Great."

He removed his coat then his tie. He was opening the button of his shirt.

"You got a dress for today."

"hmm."

"Okay... what should I wear? Blue or green?"

"As your wish." He wasn't even eye-contacting with me.

"Umm...okay tell me what's your dress color I'll wear the same as yours."

He went inside the washroom with his towel. And didn't even care to answer my question.

I picked a blue gown with mirror works. I matched the jewels for the dress. He came out of the washroom. He put the towel on the bed. I looked at him he didn't look back. I took the towel.

"How is my dress? Nice na?"

"Hmm." He replied.

"Thanks." I said giving him a fake smile. I went inside the washroom.

I came out. He was ready already. He was looking handsome on his black kurta.

He unplugged his phone from charging and left the room without even glancing at me.

My eyesight caught the milkshake glass it was half empty. I smiled and drank the left milkshake remember our last time's milkshake fight.

Beside my blue dress, that lifestyle bag was kept. I opened it. It was a black color dress. And it was simple. Not having too much work.

I was so happy to see that, he knows that I love black color a lot. And to be honest, I was extremely happy. He even bought a beautiful pearl set for me.

And there was a note written by him for me, it said,

" A gift from your 'HOT HUSBAND'...to my 'DROOLING-OVER-HUSBAND's-HOTNESS' WIFEY. "

My happiness was getting beyond their limits. I didnt expect such an amazing gift from him.

I got up and got ready. I wear the dress, jewels and the bracelet he got for me, the first ever gift from him. I was looking good by the way. I clicked some selfie and send it to my friends group named, 'We Six'. Because they always wanted me get myself dressed up like a girl with some make up on my face. I made a bun in my hair. And messaged them that its my sister-in-law's engagement.

I put my phone in my clutch and gave a last look at my full attire in the mirror. I went to fatty's room. She was looking beautiful on that dress. (dress pic in the image).

She did her make up herself. And she wear the jewels too. I asked her, "You okay?".

"Ah! Little nervous...but am okay. I'll manage." she managed to smile. I side-hugged her.

When the room's door bursted, "Fatty! Everyone....." He stopped his sentence. He looked at me with his mouth half hung. He looked at me from top to bottom. I adjusted myself with a big smile on my face.

He shooked his head, "Fatty! Everyone is waiting downstairs come fast." he said and looked at me, I smiled at him. "Umm...come fast." he said and left.

"Bhabi...i think am over dressed and my make up.." with that she looked at mirror.

"Fatty! you are looking perfect. Now come on get up. Will go downstairs."

We both went downstairs. The groom's family was already here. But groom isn't here yet. I made fatty sit on the bridegroom's sofa and left to greet the elders.

I greeted everyone. My mamma and my phupus (My father's sisters) too arrived. I greeted them one by one. Only my married cousins came for the engagement. I greeted them.

The groom arrived. He was looking pretty good in this outfit.

He came and sat beside fatty. Shehryaar's cousin brothers came and greeted him one by one. Everyone came and hugged him.He have 3 phupus. Shehryaar have 7 cousin brothers and 1 cousin sister. They are totally 10 if fatty and shehryaar is included. That 1 cousin sister whose name is Raima, is married and blessed with 1 year old boy, bilal. And from 7 cousin brothers 4 are married and the rest is younger to shehryaar.

Then the photo shooting started. One of them came running to me and asked for shehryaar. I thought he was with them. We called him...actually he called him thrice. Then he said to join them. I join them. We clicked so many sefies. Then I went to search for him. I went to check on our bedroom, he wasn't there too. Mom came asked me to call him as he isn't picking their calls and its already late, need to get started of ring ceremony. But can we began the ceremony without bride's brother ?

SHEHRYAAR'S POV:

She came out of the washroom. I was already ready for work. And there she is, my wife still getting ready, not even for the function, just for morning preparations. She was getting herself ready. I was starring at her. She looked at me with her eyebrow raised. And she again continued to get ready. I still kept starring at her.

"Shehryaar? Why the hell you are starring at me like this?".

"Why? Can't I stare you?"

"No. I mean...Am not a new person for you to stare or look at me for minutes. Right?"

"Wrong. A handsome husband can stare at his beautiful wife even for hours...and you, my wife can't stop me from doing that."

"Are these lines written in a book or what?"

"No love! It comes out right from my heart...you know..." she cut me off and said, "Oh! Shut up shehryaar!"

"No. I wont. Not this early. I've just started."

"But why?" She said giving me a pleading look.

"Okay i'll...but only in 1 condition."

"Anything for it!"

I slowly got up from the bed. She raised her eyebrows and said, "You can tell me from there itself...no?"

I came and stood in front of her maintaining a good distance.

"Hmm...so my question is...Were you happy and excited for our wedding..like you are excited for fatty's engagement?"

"For god sake shehryaar! Stop asking me stupid questions." She said and turned.

I took a hold of her arms and turned her towards me.

"Look into my eyes and reply me."

"I wont." She declared looking into my eyes, stubbornly.

"Okay. As your wish. But don't expect from me to let go off your arm. Am not leaving your arm until you reply me." I smirked as she was trying to let go off my hands.

"Okay fine." She gave up. "I'll tell you to get rid off you. I wasn't happy. I was totally unhappy with this marriage." I felt a slap on my face.

"Happy now?" She asked looking into my eyes. I loosened my grip. She actual got rid off me. Am happy...I really am happy.

She got a call from my mom and she left the room leaving me there all alone. She isn't happy. She was forced to get married to me. She isn't happy with me.

I felt a burden on my heart. I felt like everything around me is shouting at me, telling me that she isn't happy with me. I was drowning somewhere. Her words repeating on my mind.

I quickly took my laptop bag and left for work, telling mom that i'll be back in an hour.

MINAL'S POV :

"Where is he?" Dad asked mom. 

Mom looked at me and said, "We don't know. He isn't picking his calls."

"I can make the guest wait for 10 mins more. And if he didn't after 10 mins then we should start the function." Dad declared and left.

I gave mom a 'he'll come. Relax.' look. She nodded.

I went and stood in front of main door, waiting for him and hoping that he'll arrive in 10 mins. Everybody were tensed. And I was praying that hopefully, he is fine. Because somewhere in my mind there is a thought and fear that he is in danger. My heartbeats was uneven. I was constantly checking the time. The weather was too bad, at least for me. People was enjoying the rain but I was the only one who was total unhappy with it. 

I was looking for him when suddenly someone grab my hand. It was Tauqeer, the groom.

"Everyone is waiting for you. Come with me."

"But Shehryaar..."

"He'll come by his own. You come with me." He said and was dragging me when Shehryaar came. He was glaring at my hand and tauqeer's hand, then at me. I quickly left his hand. 

"Where were you? Come fast everyone is waiting for you." I grabbed his arm and dragged him to the hall. 

SHEHRYAAR'S POV:

I reached home. Thank god am not too wet. 

As such I entered home I saw her with tauqeer, I didn't any good vibes. And when I saw her hand in his, My blood boiled inside me with high temperature. I wanted to cut that hand which held the hand of my wife. I even snatch the eyes of the person who even sees her with that look, But I can't because he is my sister's fiance. I can't do that. I was controlling my anger. When she saw me glaring at them, she quickly left his hand.

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So, I know am late....actually verrryyyy late. Hopefully, you guys like it.

The next chapter is not gonna take this much time.

I'll update in a month.

So, Allah hafiz! Have a good day and night ahead.

- mrs.shehryaar.