"Abhiya's Unwanted Bond: A Forced Marriage Chronicle

Part 8

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It was time for ghar pravesh on reaching the Malhan house abhi and jiya was stopped on the doors of Malhan's mansion by polu
polu- arey arey under aana manna hai aplog ka
abhi- kyu bhey mere ghar mai mujhe hi aana manna hai yeh kya baat hue
polu-Arey matlab ghar pravesh ki rasam hogi na uske baad hi tum dono under aasakte ho
abhi- ab yeh bhi hoga kyaa itne tho rasam hue hall mai bass naa wase bhi konsa jiya phele baar aari hai ghar per
nonu- phele jiya shankar banke aae hai naa aaj pheli baar mrs abhishek malhan banke aari hai
mummy- sahi kaha nonu ne chalo jiya abhishek yeh ribbon cut karo phele
and mummy started doing the arti then jiya did the remaining ghar pravesh rasam's

and now it was time for ring finding rasam
both were sitting together

polu- ab baari hai asli match ki jiya abhi all the best
mummy- pata hai naa kya karna hai dono ko or yeh jo bhi jeetega ussi ki chalne wali hai puri zindagi
jiju- mummy yeh tho apne galat boldiya yeh game koi bhi jeete chalni biwi ki hi hoti hai 😂😂
papa - sahi kaha harsh 🤣🤣
nonu- aacha chalo chalo start karte hai jiya bhabhi apko hi jeetna hai
abhi- abey team change jiya ke aate hi sahi hai
The game started the first game was won by jiya the second was won by abhishek the third was a tie both got the ring at the same time
mummy- chalo isse tho yehi natijaa nikalta hai ki chalni dono ki hai ghar mai
and after some more games it was time to finally go to their rooms
abhishek was going towards his room when polu stopped him
polu- ooo hello mr kaha ?
abbu- room mai
polu- akele ?
abbu- haa jiya ko app laare ho naa
polu- kyu jiya se mene shaddi karri abhi
abbu- nhi
polu- tho
abbu- aacha baba thik hai leejaata hu chalo jiya
nonu- ooo hello mr aase lekar jaega uthakar lekar jaa room mai
abbu- ab zaada hora hai
jiju- kuch zaada nhi hora hai utha apne baho mai or lekar jaa apni dulhaniya
Abhi pick's jiya up jiya puts both her hands around his neck  they had a eye contact till they reached the room on reaching jiya say's
jiya- abhi hum room mai aagye hai mujhe niche uthar sakte ho
abhi who was in lala land realise the situation and put's jiya down
abhi- you goo change fresh up I am coming
and he leaves the room ...
abhi leaves and he got a call from his college friends
f1 - hello abhi congratulations broo disturb tho nhi kardiya naa
abhi- nahi nahi and Thank you
F2 - kya yrr abhi tere college ke friends hai tune shaddi per nhi bulaya aacha nhi kiya
abhi- arey bhai bass ghar ke log thai shaddi per but reception per bulaoga naa sabko
f3 - yrr bhabhi tho bahot pyaari hai or ek secret batao meri crush thi yrr tune bhabhi bana diya
abhi- aacha ab tho bangye abhi ab crush kisi or ko banana 😏
f1 - wase mai tho khush hu tune shaddi karli usne engagement karri tho tune direct shaddi ka shot dediya kyaa baat hai
abhi- woo tho ( awkward)
f2 - arey tho aachi baat hai naa wase tere se phele uska phone aaya tha puch rahi thi tere bare mai
abhi- aacha
f3 - or tujhe congratulations bhi bola hai
abhi- thankyou boldene or khena woo bahot khush hai yeh shaddi se or apni biwi se tho usko bahot Bada Thank you mere taraf se agar wo jaati nhi tho jiya kaise aati meri life mai tho thank you bolna usko thik hai
f2 - thik hai mai bolduga 😂
abhi- chalo guys mai jaata hu jiya wait karri hogi bye see you in reception!!
He goes towards the room and stands near the window
jiya come's out to see The room that was adorned with the soft glow of candlelight, casting a warm ambiance decorated by rose patel's she then noticed abhi who was stearin out of the window, his gaze lost in the darkness outside. Jiya cautiously approached him, sensing the weight of unspoken words in the air she pat's his back
jiya- do you want to talk?
Abhi turned, his eyes revealing a storm of conflicting emotions.
Abhi- Jiya, this marriage... it can't be what you're hoping for. I can't give you the love you deserve.
Jiya at first was taken a back but then stepped closer, her eyes a mixture of determination and understanding.
Jiya- Abhi, I know about your past. I'm not here to replace anyone. I want to create something new with you, something different.
Abhi, frustration evident in his voice, snapped back.
Abhi- Jiya, you don't get it. I'm broken. I can't love again. This is just a duty for me, not a marriage.
Jiya, however, stood her ground, her eyes challenging him.
Jiya-We all have our scars, Abhi. But love is not a switch you can turn off. It's a journey. Let's take it together, no matter how difficult.
Abhi, unable to meet her gaze, paced the room.
Abhi-You're asking for something I can't give. I can't be the husband you want.
Jiya, with a sudden fierceness, grabbed his arm, forcing him to face her.
Jiya-Abhi, I'm not expecting a perfect husband. I'm expecting a partner who's willing to fight, not run away. We can face the shadows together.
Abhi, torn between the haunting echoes of his past and the possibility of a shared future, finally met Jiya's eyes.
Abhi-Jiya, I can't promise you love, but I can promise you honesty. Are you sure you want this?
Jiya, without hesitation, nodded.
Jiya- Abhi, I know already know your past and I understand your fears, and I didn't enter into this marriage expecting fairy tale love. But, let's build something together, step by step.
Abhi hesitated, grappling with his emotions. He decided to be honest, laying bare the complexities of his heart.
Abhi- Jiya, you're a wonderful person, and I appreciate everything you've done for my family. But, I can't give you the love you're hoping for. I want to fulfill my duties as a husband, but this marriage can't be a traditional one.
Jiya took a moment to absorb his words, then responded with a gentle sincerity.
Jiya-Abhi, love takes time. I'm not asking for your heart right away. Let's be partners, support each other, and see where this journey takes us. I'm not here to force anything.
Abhi sighed, his eyes revealing a mix of gratitude and reluctance.
Abhi-Jiya, I want you to be happy, and I'll do my best to fulfill my responsibilities. But, please don't expect more than that.
Jiya nodded, understanding the complexities of Abhi's emotions.
Jiya: We'll navigate this together, Abhi. Let's take it one day at a time...
their was silence in the room after the conversation
jiya- soo soone chale yaa aase hi rehena hai
abhi - nhi nhi soona hai already sab rasmo ne thakha diya hai
jiya- tho chalo change karlo
abhi goes to freshen up he comes out to see jiya applying night cream he comes goes towards the bed and then jiya and then the bed and then the sofa in the room and says
abhi- jiya tu bed per sooja mai sofa per sojaoga
before jiya could say anything abhi took his pillow and blanket and goes towards the sofa jiya to settle herself on the bed and was about to sleep when she saw abhi struggling to sleep on the sofa and why not will he struggle a 6:2 high man sleep on the sofa not possible
jiya- abhi
abhi- hmm
jiya- bed per aaja bahot bada hai tujhe chahiye tho pillow rak legye bichme waha tu nhi soo paida
abhi- nhi mai thik hu
jiya- thik hai tujhe bed nhi shear karna hai mere saath tho tu bed per sooja mai sofa per soo jaogi
abhi- nhi aasi baat nhi hai aacha fine aara hu bed per hi
jiya- good boy aaja sooja good night ☺️
They lay there, mere inches apart, separated by the pillows yet connected by an unspoken understanding. The night unfolded, weaving a delicate tapestry of vulnerability and hesitant trust.
As sleep began to claim them, Abhi found himself inching slightly closer, a subconscious longing breaking through his guarded exterior. Jiya, sensing the shift, allowed a small, reassuring smile to grace her lips.
In the silent compromise of the night, they discovered a fragile bridge between their worlds, a step closer yet still cautious, as they embarked on a journey that held the promise of healing and the possibility of a shared sunrise.

Abhiya❤️

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