Prologue
A woman of 24 goes outside d house in d parking wearing a light blue sleeveless t-shirt n navy blue jeans.
"Where r u going?" asked a man of d same age cumn before her.
"U know very well," replied d woman.
"U will not marry Imraan," said d man.
"U can't come between my plans, Okay," said d woman.
"I am not cumn between ur plans but I will not let u do any stupidity," said d man.
"U r the one who has done a lots of stupidities," taunted d woman.
"Its not time for fighting," said d man.
"Talking of fighting. If u tried to stop me then I will not leave u," threatened d woman n moved past him.
D man grabbed her hand 4m behind but d woman turned around n pushed him. He nearly fell on d ground. She opened her car door. D man came behind her n grabbed her 4m behind. A man wid curly n long hair came there. D woman freed herself. She again tried to get in her car but d man pulled her by her hand n turned her around to face him.
"Just get out of my way," warned d woman.
"I will not let u get hurt," said d man.
"U have also hurt many people including ur family n me," said d woman pulling out her hand.
"I know I did a lots of mistakes n I have changed in wrong ways n turned stupid but u r not stupid na. How can u marry dat Imraan?" asked d man hurtfully.
"Its necessary for me. U better stay out," replied d woman rudely.
D man grabbed both her hands n started pulling her to his car.
"Wat d hell?" shouted d woman n pushed him on his car door making him bang against it.
D man stood up n again grabbed her hands tightly dis time.
"Ayaan, bring ropes 4m d car boot," said d man still grabbing her hands.
Ayaan who was curly haired man removed d lid of d car boot n brought some ropes.
"Tie her hands fast before she free herself again," said d man.
"How dare u?" asked d woman furiously.
D man did not replied but just held her hands tightly. She tried to free herself but Ayaan quickly tied her hands in front of her. D man opened d backseat n pushed her inside n then came next to her. Ayaan got into d driver's seat n started d car.
"Wat d hell?" shouted d woman furiously, "Where u both r taking me?"
"My dear friend, u hated me for being regressive n hating girls wearing modern clothes but ur ego is not ready to accept dat I have changed. U can't hurt urself to hurt me. 2day, u will get married to me in t-shirt n jeans," replied d man wid a smile.
"Wat do u mean?" asked d woman shockingly, "I will not get married to u."
"Lets see," said d man wid a smile.
They reached a mandir. D man gets out of d car n pulls d woman wid him. Ayaan also gets out of d car. She tried to resist n run but he hung her over his shoulder n went inside d mandir. He sat down before d havan kund making her to sit along wid him.
"Panditji, start d marriage," said Ayaan wid a smile n sat down next to d woman.
D pandit started chanting d mantras.
"Stop it," shouted d woman, "I don't want to marry."
"He will not listen to u. He is our man," said Asad wid a smirk.
D pandit told him to put sindoor on her. D woman tried to get up run but Ayaan held her down. D man puts sindoor on her. He then makes her wear mangalsutra.
"Now, u both stand for d pheras," said d pandit.
Ayaan left her n gestured her to get up. She refused to get up. D man pulled her up n started making rounds of d fire while pulling her wid him. Ayaan was showering flowers on them. D woman was getn irritated but d man n Ayaan were enjoying. D pheras stopped.
"D marriage is complete. Now, u both r husband n wife," said d pandit.
D man n Ayaan smiled while d woman got annoyed.
"U both have not done right," shouted d woman as she was again pushed in d backseat.
"Its u who were abt to do wrong by marrying dat Imraan," said d man cumn next to her.
"Asad, u lost it," said d woman furiously.
Scene shifts to them reaching KV. Asad unties her hands.
"I am going. Will c u both later," said Ayaan wid a smile, "Happy married life to both of u."
"U both will pay for dis," said d woman wid frustration.
Scene shifts to Asad's room.
"U have not done right," said d woman furiously "U can never change, u bloody MCP."
"U can't call me MCP. I have changed myself a lot. I stopped ruling over Najma's life, teln her not to wear modern clothes n interfering in her personal matters. I have stopped my OCD habits n dat stupid 7pm deadline. U still hate me so much," said Asad.
"I can't forget how u hurt n insult me many times. Now, u will tell me to stop working cuz u hate modern n working women n force me to wear only Indian clothes," said d woman.
"U r getn me wrong, Anu," said Asad hurtfully, "I have changed. I know I married u like dis but I can't let u marry dat bas***d Imraan. I was an idiot to hate working women. I will not stop u 4m working. I will never force u to wear Indian clothes."
D woman lukd softly at him after wat he said. But she brushed off her soft luk n stared at him. She is not able to forget how much he hurt her n made her cry several times.
"U can't call me Anu," said d woman.
"I will call my friend dat only," said Asad wid a smile.
"U ruined my plans for my mission," said d woman.
"There r many ways to complete ur mission, Anu," said Asad.
She stared at him angrily.
"U can go to ur room. By d way, now dis room is also ur room. U can sleep in dat room and u can sleep wid me also in dis room. Tu kabhi bhi iss room me aa sakti hai especially jab tere bathroom ka tap kharab ho jaaye to. (singing)Jaane kyu log pyaar karte hai," said Asad wid a smile.
"Shut up," said d woman annoyingly n left d room.
Asad smiled as left d room.
"I know u r angry wid me but I will melt ur anger one day," said Asad wid a smile.
A/N: This is not at all a dark story of hero and heroine. But there will be some dark themes between the protagonists and antagonists.This prologue is taken from a part which will come after a twist and several parts.Whatever all happened in this prologue and why it happened will be revealed as the story will progress ahead😊
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Edited by angel_juhi04 - 10 years ago
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