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6. Never...!!

ANISHA'S POV ~

" Matlab tumne mujhe stalk krna shuru kr diya. " ( Means you started stalking me. )

What..??

Stalking...??

And whom...??

Him...

Never...!!!

" Tum jaise gadhe ko koi pagal hi stalk krega..." I said rolling my eyes.( Only a mad person will stalk a donkey like you...)

" Aur wo pagal insaan tum ho...!! " He said. ( And that mad person is you...!!)

How dare him say that...?

" Tumhari himmat kaise hui mujhe pagal bolne ki...?? " I said stepping closer and pointing my finger at him. ( How dare you call me mad...? )

" Ab ek pagal ko pagal na bole to kya bole...?? Mahan insaan...? " He said stepping closer. I stepped back. ( Now what to call a mad person instead of mad...?? )

" Tum ho pagal...!! " I said proudly. ( You are mad...!! )

"Let me tell you kon h pagal. " He said coming closer. I again stepped back.( Let me tell you who is mad.)

" Tumhe yaha aane kisne diya...? Security...!!! " I said shouting. ( who let you enter here...?)

" Ishu shaant hoja. Wo ladke wale k sath h." Diya bhabhi said, making me shouted. ( Ishu calm down. He is with the boys side.)

" What....!!!! " I shouted and she nodded. I looked at badi maa behind her and she nodded too.

My eyes widened and jaw lost somewhere.

He is with the boys side.

That means if di get married to his brother or friend, I have to tolerate him everywhere.

I mentally face palmed myself. I turned to look at him and he raised his eyebrows.

" Aur tum yaha kya kr rhi ho...? Mujhe stalk...? " He said. ( And what are you doing here...? Stalking me...?)

" Ab main agar mere ghar m nhi rahungi to kya tumhare ghar m rahungi...? " I asked, crossing my hands on my chest. ( Now if I didn't live in my house so where would be...?? In your house...?? )

" What...?? " He asked.

" Matlab y mera ghar h aur main nhi tum yaha aaye ho mujhe stalk krke. " I said. He lost his words. He didn't replied anything. ( Means this I my house and I'm not stalking you but you are here by stalking me. )

" Now cat got his tongue...? " I asked coming closer to his face. He was lost in his own thoughts.

I flipped my hairs on his face and went back to everyone. He came out from his lalaland and came to sit with everyone.

I stand near Diya bhabhi.

" Are tum to wo hi bache wali ladki ho. " That same cheerful boy said. ( Oh you are that same girl. )

I make a face and pointed my finger on him.

" Are haan tum bhi wo hi ladke ho." I said recognizing them.( Oh yes. You too are that same boy. )

" Are aap sb to wo hi ho. " I said and they nodded. ( Are you all are same. )

" Kya hua Ishu...?? " Bhai asked. ( What happened ishu...? )

" Are bhai aapko yaad h kal main hospital k liye nikli thi. " I said and he nodded. ( Bhai you remember yesterday I went for hospital. )

I explained them everything. How I missed the accident. How we all met. What actually happened. How he gave me that check. How I replied him.

Everything.

When I finished, his sisters broke into laughter.

" Kya sachme y sb hua tha...? " One of them girl asked. I nodded proudly with a smile. ( Does it happened really...? )

I noticed him. He was all flushed. He glared at them and they all stopped laughing.

Huh.

Attitude.

I rolled my eyes.

" Avni, Abhir, tum dono ko aapas m baat krni h...? " Badi maa asked.

Oh to mere jiju ka naam Abhir h. I thought with a smile.

He looked at di and she looked at him too. Then she nodded.

" Acha ishu tum sbko bahar garden m le jao. " Badi maa said and I nodded.( Ishu took everyone into the garden. )

I stood up and everyone followed me.

Everyone sat on the grass. I asked them to sit on the bench but they refused. I passed a chair to Bhabhi. She took it and sat on it.We all started talking.

Suddenly, He got an call and excused himself.

Huh.

Busy person.

I focused on talking to everyone. They introduced themselves. We all started talking on random stuffs like how month's old is kuchi muchi and all.

They all are friendly.

We all started talking with the little kuchi muchi. The kuchi muchi also replied us by kicking bhabhi.

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ARYAN'S POV ~

I got an emergency call and excused myself.

I answered it.

" Yes. "

" Boss, the verma's are in our dungeon . " My secretary, vivek said.

I hummed and hang the call. I turned and my eyes found her .

She was casually sitting on the grass, near her bhabhi. She is talking with her Bhabhi's baby bump.

Her eyes, the shade of golden - brown almond eyes.

Her face is heart-shaped and when she smiles, her dimples appear, adding an extra touch of charm.

Her facial expressions are playful . She often smiles easily.

She has long hair. She didn't wear much makeup. She have a light weight makeup.

Wait...

What are you doing Aryan...??

You are gawking at your enemy. And that too lovingly.

Don't forget Aryan, she is your enemy and you hate her.

I was watching her and then, as if sensing my gaze, she turned. Our eyes met and in that instant, the world seemed to fade away.

It was a moment of pure, unadulterated connection. But then she suddenly pulled away.

Aryan...!!

You hate her. Don't forget.

I was still standing there when her bhabhi said.

" Are waha kyu khade ho...? Come here and join us. " she said. ( Why are you standing there...? Come here and join us.)

I nodded and joined them.

" Di aap Kitne cute ho...!! " Ruhi said, pulling her cheeks. ( Di you are so cute....!!)

" Huh cute aur y...?? Never." I muttered under my breath. ( She is cute...?? Never.)

" Maine sun liya h. Tumhari tarah behri nhi hu. " She said rolling her eyes. ( I have heard it. I'm not deaf like you.)

" Behri to tum ho... " I replied back. ( You are deaf. )

" Tum ho. " She again replied. ( You are.)

" Nhi tum ho. " I again said. ( No you are. )

" Aree aap dono bilkul ek couple ki tarah ladte ho. " Agam said laughing.

( You both fight like a couple. )

" Haan Sachme. " Akhil said, joining Agam. ( yeah really.)

" Couple...?? Aur wo bhi hum... ?? " she said.

" Never...!! " we both shouted together.

( A/N - Haan haan chinta mt lo... Tumhara never s forever wala love maine hi Likhna h. Phir dekhungi... 😏🤭 )

" Is jaise ullu s koi pagal hi shaadi karegi. " she said, rolling her eyes. ( A mad girl will marry a owl like you.)

" Aur tum jaisi pishachini s bhi Koi kutta hi shaadi karega. " I said rolling my eyes. Her bhabhi face palmed herself. ( And a dog will marry a ghost like you.)

" Are bs yaar. Aap dono sachme couple's lgte ho. Abhi bs bhi kro. " Ruhanika said. ( Now stop it. You both looks like a couple. Now stop it. )

" Di dekho jb bhi iske samne aap ladte ho to y gusse m kick krta h. " Abhira said, pointing towards her Bhabhi's baby bump. ( Di look. Whenever you both fight, he kicks.)

We looked and yes he / She truly kicked.

" Are haan. " she said with a smile. ( oh yeah.)

" Abhi tum dono phirse ladna mt shuru ho jana. " her bhabhi said laughing. ( Now you both don't start fighting again.)

And then, We continue our chitting session just like that.

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AUTHOR'S POV ~

Abhir and Avni, both came into a room and sat down on the bed.

Abhir maintained some distance, not making her feel uncomfortable.

Avni's nervousness grew more. Her eyes darted around the room, unable to settle on any one thing, as if searching for an escape route.

A nervous energy coursed through her veins, making her want to pace, to fidget, to do anything to release the tension that coiled within her.

Her carefully constructed composure began to fray at the edges, threatening to unravel completely. The world seemed to shrink.

Her heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs, a frantic drum solo only she could hear. A cold sweat slicked her palms, making her hands clammy and her fingers tremble.

Her breath hitched in her throat, and each inhale felt shallow, as if the air itself had thinned. Her stomach churned, a knot of anxiety twisting tighter with every passing moment.

Side by side, they sat in comfortable silence. The air between them was thick with unspoken words, a shared understanding that needed no expression. The silence was a warm embrace.

And then suddenly he spoke.

" Kya aapko y shaadi manzoor h...? "( Do you agree with this marriage...? )

Avni turned towards him, still not making any eye contact.

" Boliye... Haan ya" - ( Speak... Yes or " - )

" Mujhe y shaadi manzoor hai...!!" Avni said. ( I agree with this marriage...!!)

Abhir broke into smile.

" Lekin... " Avni started but stopped in the middle. ( But...)

" Kya hua...?? " Abhir asked. ( What happened...?? )

" Wo... Wo... Wo actually... I want to continue my work after marriage." Avni finally confessed. Abhir started laughing.

Avni quickly said " Nhi agar aapko manzoor nhi h to main ka" - ( If you are not Ohky then " - )

" Shh... " Abhir placed his finger on her lips. Making her blush.

" You can continue your work. Koi Kuch nhi bolega. Ohky...?? " He said. ( No one will say anything. )

Avni looked into his eyes, Abhir too looked straight into her eyes. The

world around them seemed to fade.

Their eyes locked, and the world around them dissolved. It was as if they were the only two people in existence, suspended in a moment of pure connection.

A silent question hung in the air, answered by the gentle curve of a smile, a shared secret passing between their gazes. In that instant, a universe of emotions unfolded.

And then, Avni shyly looked around breaking their contact.

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ABHIR'S POV ~

We both awkwardly broke into laughter. and then I asked

" Waise aap kya job krti hai...? "( Which job you do...?)

" Actually I'm a fashion designer. " Avni replied. I nodded and she continued.

" Main Ceo hu. AS fashion Company ki. " She said.

AS company. A doubt flicker in my mind. Kahi to suna h y AS. A thought flickered in my mind. But I shrugged it off and look at her.

She was still saying something but my mind was totally on her.

She had those almond-shaped eyes - deep, warm, and endlessly expressive, like they held stories the stars hadn't heard yet. They sparkled when she spoke, lashes casting soft shadows over her cheeks, fluttering like they had secrets of their own.

Her brows arched delicately, dancing with every word she uttered, her expressions alive and full of soul.

Her lips moved with a quiet kind of confidence, tinted like rose petals kissed by dusk. Every time she smiled - even slightly - it felt like the world stilled.

Her skin, soft and sun-kissed, seemed to glow in the golden light, and a faint blush crept up her cheeks when her thoughts turned tender.

There was something utterly breathtaking about her - not just the way she looked, but the way her entire being shimmered when she spoke about something she loved.

She was speaking again - voice like a song I wasn't meant to understand, only feel. I couldn't keep up with the words anymore.

I was too caught in the way her eyes lit up mid-sentence, the curve of her smile, the way her hands moved when she got excited. Everything about her felt like a daydream I didn't want to wake up from.

And then suddenly - a hand waved in front of my face.

"Hello?" she said, half-laughing, half-annoyed.

I blinked, snapped out of my daze like I'd just come back from a place only she could take me to.

"Were you even listening?" she asked, raising a brow.

God.

I wasn't.

Not really.

But how could I explain that every time she spoke, all I could do was watch her - like she was the only real thing in a world that never made sense until she showed up?

" Chalein...?? " I asked diverting her mind. She raised her eyebrow in confusion. ( Shall we go...?? )

" Bahar sb wait kr rhe haina. " I said, she mouthed an O and nodded. We stood up and went outside.

" Bolo bacho... Kya tum dono razi ho...?? " Badi maa asked. ( Say it... Do you both agree for this marriage...? )

We both looked at each other. We looked into each other's eyes asking that one question- Shall I speak...?. Then she nodded and faced everyone.

" Hum dono... Shaadi k liye.... " she started . Everyone's nervousness grew more - are we really accepting this marriage or not. ( We both are....)

" Tayyar hai...!! " we both shouted together.

To be continued...

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