AsYa FF- No Promises [Collab] Chap1-Pg8

NoPromises..

Prologue

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"Nervous?",Najma asked.

"Very",Zoya replied, letting out a huge sigh, causing Najma to giggle.

"I can't believe I am getting married. I mean.. I have dreamt of this day all my life. I had some expectations,some fantasies. But finally when the day has come, I am not sure. Its all happened so quickly. I mean.. I just met him a week before. I don't love him. I don't know if I can ever do that ever. He is just so.. so different from what I wanted my husband to be",Zoya said, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Don't worry Zoya. Bhaijaan is a gem of a person. He is an introvert but he'll keep you ahppy always. I know you always wanted to marry the person you love but arranged marriages are not that bad.. Hai na Bhabhi?",Najma teased.

"Tamaatar!! Don't call me that. I am first your friend, then your brother's wife' I mean.. to-be-wife",she said.

Zoya took a huge breath as she took a look at herself one final time in the mirror.

"Ready?",Najma asked her with a smile.

She nodded, still unsure of what she was getting into.

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"Ammi, the turban's fine! Stop fidgeting with it!"

"Arre! What is wrong if I want my son's wedding to be perfect? It wasn't easy to get you to say yes for the marriage Asad!"

Asad looked at his mother. The lady who had single handedly raised two children after her fickle husband left her. She was his world. And her happiness was all that mattered.

"I'm still unsure about this whole thing..but anything for you Ammi. Just stay happy. Always."

"I won't need to. My daughter in law is coming to take care of that."

Asad went back to his various meetings with his bride-to-be in the last week. "I hope so Ammi..I hope so" he muttered inaudibly, with no whatsoever idea what he was getting into.

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