Aisha's POV

"Di mujhe nhi jaana hostel."

(I don't want to go to hostel.)

Naisha whined for the nth time. I looked at her and tears formed in her eyes.

I sighed and held her hands.

"Mai bhi nhi bhejna chahti meri jaan. Lekin mai tujhe yaha akele nhi chhod skti. Waha atleast you'll be safe. Aur mai aati rahungi tujhse milne."

(I also don't want to send you. But I can't leave you alone here. And I'll come to meet you.)

"Mai aapke saath nhi chal skti kya? Mujhe dahej mai le jaao."

(Can't I come with you? Take me as dowry.)

"Aise thodi na hota hai pagal. Aur waise bhi ek din toh mujhe shaadi krke dur jaana hi tha na. Please maan jaa."

(It doesn't happen like this. And one day I had to leave. Please listen to me.)

I kissed her palms and wiped her tears.

"Ok. Lekin promise me aap mujhse milne har mahine nhi mahine me atleast do baar to aaoge."

(Promise me you'll come to meet me twice a month.(

She held out her pinky finger and I joined my pinky with it.

"Promise."

She launched herself in my arms and I hugged her tightly.

Tomorrow is my wedding and today we are going to Mr. Malhotra's house.

I know I shouldn't have been surprised to see his hou-no mansion. But I was. It was so freaking huge for only two people.

Well, now three but still it was huge.

Me and Naisha were sitting in the car that came to pick us up. Naisha was looking around with excitement.

Our luggage was taken to our rooms. Mine was kept in his room because well, from tomorrow I'll be sharing his room and Naisha's in another one.

She will leave for her hostel from here only.

I slept with Naisha for the night.

The next morning Naisha woke me up early which was surprising because she never wakes up early.

"Come on di. Aaj aapki shaadi hai."

(Its your wedding today.)

She squealed and started jumping.

I showered and came out wearing a simple kurti.

There was a knock on the door and I saw a man of around my age standing there with a huge grin.

"Hello. Aap shayad mujhe jaanti nhi lekin mai aapka devar hu bhabhi. Neel."

(You might not know me I am your brother-in-law.)

I smiled and opened the door for him.

"Hi Neel."

"Umm...mai abhi jaata hu. Bhai warna muje kacha chaba jaayenge. Ye beauticians hai. They will get you ready for the wedding."

(I will leave now. Otherwise bhai would kill me. These are the beauticians.)

Two beauticians entered.

In two hours I was ready in my bridal attire and jewellery similar to our mother's. How he did that? God knows but it certainly did something to my heart.

Akshant's POV

I am standing in front of the mirror in a sherwani.

That little brat wanted me to look like a dulha. Like hell. I would be the groom even if I don't wear this shit.

Rolling my eyes I went to the living room where the registrar was already there.

I heard the sound of payal and I turned back to look at Aisha coming down in her bridal lehenga.

Honestly, she looked beautiful, ethereal.

Her downcast eyes met mine as she walked towards me. Our eyes were locked in an intense staring competition which was broken by Neel's nudge on my waist.

He wiggled his eyebrows mischievously and I glared at him.

I signed the marriage papers and so did Aisha.

Hah! Done! We are married now. Aisha looked at me as a tear leaked her eye.

I looked away and cleared my throat.

"Get ready for the press conference. And Naisha we will drop you on the way."

I said and Naisha squealed out happily.

"Okk. Lekin pehle pictures."

(Pictures first.)

She said and fished out her phone.

And then she clicked around thousand pictures of her and Aisha, of me and Aisha and of all of us.

After she was satisfied, the beauticians got Aisha ready for the press conference.

I was ready in my suit and was waiting for the girls to come.

I heard the payal and turned to look at them.

For the second time in one day. She looked beautiful.

That red netted saree looked so sexy on her body. Highlighting all her curves perfectly.

Naisha's bag was kept in the car and we drove to her hostel.

Aisha got out of the car and the two sisters hugged each other. Aisha kissed her head and said something to Naisha to which she nodded.

All the way to the conference she looked sad.

I don't know what came over me that I held her hand.

She looked at me surprised. I cleared my throat and said.

"Conference mai just be with me. And don't answer anything they ask you. Baaki I'll handle."

She nodded and we reached the hall where the conference was held.

Plastering fake smiles on our faces we entered in.

The conference went pretty well. The media as usual were really nosey asking questions like 'Why this sudden marriage?' 'Why a middle class girl?' 'Is she pregnant?'

I mean why do they even care. Well, I don't.

It is almost 8 now and we are heading back home.

I looked at Aisha. She was fidgeting with her fingers looking very nervous.

We reached home and were welcomed by an overexcited Neel.

"Welcome bhai and bhabhi. Aap dono thak gye hoge. Go rest in your room."

(You must be tired.)

I looked at him suspiciously. This man has definitely done something.

Ignoring his wide grin I move to my room with Aisha following behind wordlessly.

As soon as we entered the room a gasp left her mouth.

Reason? That fucker I call my brother got my room decorated with flowers and scented candles. That's why he was grinning like a monkey.

Ignoring the condition of the room I removed my coat and threw it on the sofa. Then I loosened my tie and removed the cufflinks.

I turned and looked at Aisha who looked nervous.

"Kuch kehna chahti ho?"

(Want to say something?)

She bit her lip and looked at me.

"Wo..umm..mai..I am not ready."

She mumbled and I raised my eyebrow. She lowered her eyes and I asked.

"You signed a contract. Remember?"

She lowered her head and I sighed.

"Fine! 3 months. Isse jyada time nhi de skta mai."

(Not more than that.)

She nodded and then looked at me.

"What else?"

"Umm..can I get my own room till then?"

Pinching the bridge of my nose I said.

"Fine. Lekin once we consummate you are staying here. I'll get your stuff transferred to the room next to mine."

She nodded and left quickly mumbling a thank you.
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