Salaam readers, before you proceed on, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my one and only.........@bestie1995smile , I love you, I Love you, I love you soooooooo much

On the side, it's Maryam, before being married to Zeeshan.
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1 WEEK LATER

"MANO!!!!!!! get up!!, It's your wedding day and here is the bride snoring in her PJs, GET UP!!!!" Mom screamed shaking my shoulder vigorously.

"Alright... I am" I said sighing and yawning at the same time. Mom was cleaning my wedding gown of some imaginary dust as far as I could see. I got out from the bed and went to the bathroom for a quick shower, aaaah I love a warm bath. Mom dressed me in the Gown like a 3 year old . She pinned everything to perfection. I couldn't even bend to touch my toes so that means Mom had to help me with shoes also.

Then she covered my head partially with a loose hijab after Making a perfect wavy hair bun out of my hair. After she was finished with everything, I stood up walking gracefully to the full-length mirror and saw a beautiful princess dressed in a tea pink Gown smiling back at me. No wonder everyone says that I'm way more than beautiful I thought.

Soon we all drove to the wedding hall, I was seated in the bride's room till the groom came. All of our family members were outside in the hall laughing and joking. They seemed so happy. They had nothing to worry about, nothing at all. They didn't have to panic about the night, they just had to sleep as usual but what about me? what will happen...I couldn't think anymore neither could I stop thinking.

I was still lost in my thoughts when My cousins came in to inform me about the arrival of groom. Mom also came in and gave me the Nikkah papers to sign, I did hesitate for a moment but then with one look at mom, I signed it. Soon they helped me up and I was walking up the aisle to my groom with Mom, Dad and cousins surrounding me. I was feeling somewhat shy and ashamed. I had a constant blush on my face (it was natural)and I was walking with my head down so I still couldn't see My charming.....

When we reached the stage, He held out his hand for me, I could see the hand but still didn't dare to see his face. Oh what an attractive hand it was, fair and smooth and didn't have much hair on it. And then, I finally managed to look up at him but WHAT.........

I froze where I stood, I felt as I would get a heart attack any moment. How could this happen to me? He was still looking in my eyes smiling and his hand still awaited mine. Tears welled up in my eyes but I didn't move, Just when I was about to run away, Mom appeared and put my hand in his. Oh you cannot know How much disgusting I felt at that moment. Everyone thought that I didn't give my hand in shyness but I was broken from the inside, only I knew the truth. I was now sitting with my...my....MY NO-ONE!

"You look beautiful my sweet" He whispered as we sat and I threw an angry glance at him. I hated his face, it had what I dreaded the most, what I hated the most, What I never imagined of...IT HAD A BEARD! I couldn't stand this anymore, I hated everything around, I wanted to die...How could everyone be smiling, can't they see my face, Do I appear to be smiling? Do I look happy at all? No body here cared for me. Tears ran down my face and just then Mom came to sit beside me. She saw me crying.

"Aaaw Mano! why are you crying? It isn't time to leave yet" she almost whispered in a motherly tone. Oh so she was thinking that I was crying because I would have to leave her, How could she! I wanted to scream and tell her and everyone that I don't want this ...THIS...PERSON!!! he is the reason I'm crying on my special day, He is the...I wanted to use abusive language but I couldn't, not even in my thoughts.

I closed my eyes wishing that this all would disappear, but nothing did, instead something else happened, I saw Hashir (with closed eyes) He was smiling and saying "I am proud of you Mano!! You did this all for Mom and Dad's happiness, I'm so proud of you..." His voice seemed distant and faded so I couldn't hear what He said next. I opened My eyes, everything was back, HE sitting next to me, everyone smiling at me and Mom and Dad sitting together at a table happily waving to me.

I plastered a fake smile and slowly waved back conscious not to move too rapid or HE would know, but unfortunately HE sensed my movement so HE copied me and also waved at my parents. Then He looked at me and said " My parents deserve a Hi too" and smiled. I looked back at him so He pointed towards another table where his parents were seated and waved at them. I shortly waved at them and then turned my face away.

Dinner was being served now and suddenly I remembered something, oh no...God please not that custom please, but today seemed unlucky for me. In our country, it was a wedding tradition for the bride and groom to eat together in one dish (plate). They had separate spoons and forks only. The cup was also shared. No-one was allowed to start eating before the bride and groom had started. I hate these traditions. The butler set a dish of rice and roast in front of us and a large fancy cup. He set a bottle of coke (which was to be poured in the cup ofcourse) and two spoons and forks on each side.

I felt like crying again, How could I be so helpless. I was forced to eat with this...PERSON or humiliate myself and my parents. "Shall we start my sweet?" He asked in a teasingly tone. What....NO...I flushed. Then retained my senses, How dare he call me that again! I noticed that He was still looking at me so I quickly picked up the spoon and so did He. Wanting or not, I had to eat but I took special care to eat only from my side whereas He was purposely dragging vegetables to my side.

A point came when nothing was left on my side except vegetables and a piece of roast, so I aimed for it, but couldn't break it. He paused for a second, chuckled silently and then helped me with it. I didn't eat what He cut for me so he said almost seriously "Go on, you'll be able to eat it now" So to avoid any Drama scene, I took few bites and then stopped.

I felt so thirsty but I dare not drink from that cup I thought. It was the time to depart now, Something invisible got caught in my throat, I could not talk. Everything felt so wrong except the happiness of my parents. Mom and Aunty helped me up and I walked to the car with HIM on my side, I was crying again silently. I hugged my cousins and relatives and all other people (girls) in my family goodbye and in the end I hugged dad and then mom, I was sobbing on her shoulder shaking vigorously. Someone then held me from the waist and slightly pulled me apart, I heard a girlish voice say that it was late. They made me sit in the car and soon we were driving to My new home with me sobbing and crying all the way.

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