We all were now present in our wedding hall.

Everyone were very royally and fashionably dressed and were busy happily chirping and gossiping.

Kids were running here and there giggling.

I was on the stage with my friends dressed in cream colour sherwani with blood red turban. I was waiting for my beautiful bride.

After almost waiting for half an hour her arrival was announced.

I glued my eyes at the beautifully decorated pathway for the beauty to set her feet.

And....... when I saw her clad in beautiful blood red lehenga all dolled up with jewelleries and makeup, my throat was dry.

Her lahanga must be weighing more than her own weight and adding up to it was lot's of jewelleries. She was held by two of my cousins from both the side.

She was approaching me with baby steps.

I wasn't capable of averting my gaze. Even my friend's teasings and elders laughter didn't matter to me at that time.

As she neared me, I felt my heart beating at its fastest speed.

I was simply hypnotized by her beauty,even though almost half of her face was covered with her red chunri(veil).

When she approached the stage, I stood up and extended my hand as a gentleman to help her.

But she ignored it. I was hurt but I thought she must be shy and all.

She sat beside me lowering her head. She was fidgeting with her bangles.

"Assalam o Alaikum."I greeted her tilting my head little at her side.

I never knew she greeted me back or not, I saw her only lowering her head more.

Is she that shy?!!!

I don't know but it was strange, I mean she was shying more than she was capable of.

Yesterday she was ready to fight with me and now she wasn't even greeting me back.

My friends started to tease and laugh with me engaging me with them.

After a while lunch was served so everyone went leaving me and Nayab alone.

"Are you alright?" I asked her but got nothing as a answer.

Amma and Shaheen Aunty came to us with Ayat and Zara.

"Bhai and Bhabhi it's your lunch time." She chirped and helped Nayab to stand up.

"Nayab, gudiya (doll) you want to freshen up or anything before lunch."Amma asked her lovingly.

And she nodded.

What's wrong with her?

Does she lost her voice?

" Haroon you go, she will join you quickly."Shaheen Aunty said dismissing me.

" Zara show your brother the table."Amma asked Zara because I was totally unaware of their romantic arrangement.

She nodded.

It was so very painful to be ready for that cheater and liar.

I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.

After getting all dolled up I was brought to the hall. I so wanted to run away but my parents love, respect and trust chained me.

When I approached the stage he extended his hand.

I ignored him and helped myself.

He tried to talk to me but I ignored him again.

His presence was making my pain more intense and my hate for him increased infinity fold more.

I was literally clenching and unclenching my teeth to keep my calm.

I was tense when it dawned on me that I have to eat with him alone. But luckily Amma asked me about freshening up and I instantly nodded.

Ayat took me to a room. I locked myself in the washroom without exchanging any word with her.

I looked at myself. Nobody could make out about my inner turmoil from my appearance.

I cried leaning on the wall.

I didn't care anymore about my makeup, about the guest. I was unable to hold it anymore.

I felt someone knocking the door. I ignored it and looked myself in the mirror. My vision was blurred due to constantly flowing tears.

"Nayab open the door."I heard Ayat's panicked laced voice.

" What happened Ayat? She is not done yet?"I heard Amma's approaching steps.

" Aunty, she isn't opening the door."Ayat was really worried now.

I wanted to talk to Amma. I can't marry her son. I can't spend my whole life pitying myself.

I can't....

I opened the door.

" Nayab, what's wrong my life?" Amma strode to me with panic stricken face.

" Amma, I don't want to marry your son."I said hugging her and breaking down once again.

" What are you saying Nayab?Are you out of your mind?"Ayat scolded me.

I didn't say anything.

" Amma, where is bhabhi? bhai is waiting for her."I heard Zara's loud voice.

" Zara, you go and send your brother."Amma said still hugging me.

When she made sure Zara was gone, she led me to the bed. She made me sit there and she herself sat beside me.

She held my hand and asked.

" Haroon said anything to you darling? "She asked me tucking my loosened hairs behind my ear.

I said nothing. I was busy crying with hiccups and sniffs.

" Don't cry my child. Tell me what happened? If he said anything to you, let me know. I will scold him."She was cooing me.

" Amma I just don't wanna marry him."I was so broken, I wasn't able to explain everything to her at that time.

" What happened Amma? You called me."I heard his voice.

I was crying now keeping my head on Amma's shoulder.

" What happened to her? Why is she crying?"He worriedly questioned Amma.

Such an actor!!!

I so wanted to scratch his face from my bare nails.

"That's what I wanted to ask you? What have you done to her? Why she is crying?" Amma asked him angrily.

"Me?!!!!" His extra shocked voice filled the room killing my sobs and sniffs.

"Yes?" Amma said standing up.

"Amma, I swear I have done nothing."He was irritated.

" Then, why she doesn't want to marry you?"Amma said in accusing tone.

In an instant he was standing in front of me.

I looked at him with wide eyes when he held my wrist and made me stand.

How dare he?!!

I was about to snarled at him when he hissed in my ears.

" What's all this drama for?"

I jerked his hand away.

"Don't you dare to talk to me like this."I snapped at him .

"What's happening here?"Mumma entered asking no one specifically.

" Nayab, kid calm down. Let's talk about this."Amma held my hand and pleaded me.

" Please Amma don't force me into it, please."I begged her crying again.

"What's all this Nayab?"Mumma worriedly strode near me.

"She doesn't want to marry Haroon."Amma exploded the bomb.

"Nayab, do not start with your childish act now."Mumma scolded me pointing her index finger towards me.

"What's going on here?" Nana jaan was also here now.

Zara narrated him everything.

"Nayab, beta let us know why you are taking this sudden decision."Nana jaan said calmly.

" Nana jaan, please I don't want to talk about this anymore."I said sobbing.

"Nayab, behave yourself. You are not that big to take sudden decision."Mumma was scolding me.

Yesterday night I thought to endure everything for my parent's and Nana jaan sake. But today it seems a very hard decision for me to stay with a person who was a liar, a cheater,and a player.

Suddenly we heard Amma's shallow breathing. She was squeezing her chest.

"Amma."Zara ran to her.

" Amma"Haroon followed.

What's happening to her?

She seems to be in terrible pain.

She looked at me gesturing me to come near her.

"Amma, what happened?" I instantly was near her holding her hand.

"Stay away."Haroon growled and jerked my hand away.

Everyone in the room was panicked. They were worried for her.

" Dada jaan, I'm taking Amma to the hospital from the back door. Please take care of everything here. Rukhsati will happen and will happen on it's scheduled time."He hastily said to dada jaan and picked Amma in bridal style.

He went away throwing me one cold glare. Zara was also following him.

What happened to Amma?

Please Allah let her be safe.

No matter how I hate haroon, I love Amma.

She is such a loving lady.

" Mumma what happened to Amma?" I asked mumma but she ignored me and went out saying to Ayat.

"Fix her makeup and bring her out."

"Mumma" I called her but got no response.

Nana jaan also threw a disappointing look at me and went out.

"Your childish and selfish decision is cause of her sudden condition.You knew that she is heart patient. "Ayat said accusingly.

Oh, no!!

What I have done?

I've disappointed everyone.

I'm not selfish.

I can't bear if something happens to her.

No, no, no, no.

"Ayat take me to Amma. I will apologize and tell her that I'm ready to marry her son."I said holding Ayat hands helplessly.

"First of all you are married to him. Second, you can't probably create any scene by behaving like this."She said freeing her hand.

I looked at her and fresh new tears made its way through my eyes.

I sat down on the bed unable to withstand my own weight.

Ayat sighed audibly and sat beside me.

"You have hurt everyone Nayab, Haroon bhai looked so heartbroken and angry. You have hurt his ego by rejecting him without even telling him the reason and besides all this you are the reason for Hafsa Aunty's condition " She said in sad voice.

"Now please don't cry and let me fix your makeup."She said wiping my tears.

"Ayat, I'm afraid. Amma will be fine right?"I asked wanting to at least have some hope to hold up my disappointing existence .

"She will, Insha-Allah. Pray for her."She said wiping my make up to redo it.

I prayed for her. I apologized to Allah(SWT) for being selfish.

Ayat did my makeup and was taking me to the stage.

I was waiting.......... I don't for what but I was waiting.

Maybe I was waiting to see the result of my Prayers.

I was waiting to see Amma healthy and happy.

I realized it now that I can live with Haroon's unfaithfulness but I can't live with everyone's disappointing and accusing look and I can't be the reason for anybody's pain.