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---Shehry's POV---

"Hey," Hussian said.

"Hi," I said.

"How're you feeling?" He asked.

"You want me to be honest?" I asked.

"I'd hope you would be," he said.

"Like sh*t," I said.

He was going to say something when mom came in with food.

"You'll feel better after eating this,"she said.

"Aur jha bar Woh bi ithna raath kho," she added.

I'm confused is she caring or being sarcastic.

"Hussain, tu jha. I need to talk to him alone," she said.

"Not fair,"he complained.

"Shehry, I think it's time for you to get married,"she said and I spit out my drink.

"What?!" I asked.

"You're getting married. I've already found someone. She comes from a great family,"she said.

"You? Shouldn't I marry someone I like?" I asked.

"I gave you enough time with that,"she said.

"What if I don't like the girl?" I asked.

"Learn,"she said and left.

It went silent in my room while I thought about what she said.

''Picche hanji hanji kardi phirre..(2x)

Jidde mukde te sang hoyegi

Vyah oh de naal karavange..(2x)

Vyah oh de naal karavange
Jehdi mummy nu pasand hoyegi."

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a song playing.

I gave him a death glare.

"Acha hai nah?" Hussian asked.

"Leave!" I said.

He left laughing.

A/N--》 Song on top.

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