Rehan's mother is a typical Indian mother, who wants to get her son married before he turns 28. And also she doesn't want him to marry his cunning aunt's daughter and that made Rehan to go for an arranged marriage as he does not believe in love or h...
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Aadhya Malhotra
"I'm sorry Aadhya, I know how it feels to lose someone you love." Kavya gives me a warm look and I shake my head in disagreement.
"No." My tone defensive, I turn my gaze to Rehan before looking at Kavya again. "You're mistaken. I didn't have any relationship!"
"Some women from your family were talking about it. I mean are you sure, because even if you have a relationship I think Rehan will understand. I mean it's so sad that you're just 21 and got married but your sister was married only at 23. Ha, anyway, I should believe you." Kavya gives me a sympathetic look before walking away.
I look at Rehan and he looks embarrassed by Kavya's interruption and probably wondering if I lied to him.
I cannot let people have doubts about me in their minds. If there's any, I'm someone who will have an open conversation and talk it out.
I took a sigh. "My family is very orthodox. More than you can imagine." I begin but she nods no.
"I don't want you to think, you have to explain everything to me. If it's anything, I'm really embarrassed, the way she came here."
He holds my hand and I smile. "Guess we both have family members we can't control." He chuckles and I look at our hands. "My father misunderstood I have a relationship and forced me to marriage."
He frowns. "Then-this?"
"I tried everything in me to stop getting myself married. But then I thought why not escape from my toxic father and grandmother. I do love my father but when he takes such decisions putting society and pride in front of daughter and trust, it gets hard." I say to him. "But I married you, by my choice. I liked you and I thought, this guy respects me. That was all I needed."
He grips my hand tight. "I'm sorry to hear that. I never knew about this. No one should go through this phase, where they have to choose marriage or education."
I feel my eyes tear up and I look down. I wanted education first. Job first. Give me a treat with my salary first. True, I might not have met Rehan if my father hadn't decided my marriage, but I can't help but wonder, how it would have turned out.
I look at Rehan and I think, this may be the way it should have been decided in my fate.
"Do you regret marrying me?"
"It's been only a day. Give me a week at least." I joke and we both laugh.
"I promise you, being married to me won't rob you off from your college or private life. You can go to parties, shopping, for sleepovers or anything. Whatever decisions we both make in life will be made only with each other's consent. We would always treat each other equally and do everything equally. Also, I would never come in your way to steal your rights." He promises and I feel a tear skip my eye.
