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Chapter 10

" They say silence is louder than words. You just need a person who understand your words behind the silence "

Isha entered in her room and locked the door. She Sit against the door ,hugging kness, head rested on the door behind her.

Face holding no expression. Her eyes stared at nowhere, and her mind it is a complete mess - everything kept flashing in front of her eyes like a reel.

Her parents voice rang again and again. She covered her ears

" Tum mar gai humare liye"

" I shouldn't have given birth to a daughter like you"

"Kiske sath moh kala karwa ke ayi he bol"

" Nikal jao is ghar se. "

" No I didn't ran away. I didn't do anything." She said as if Consoling herself. Shaking her head as no.

Tears welled up , burning her eyes like fire. Remembering again, each word work like knife to her heart.

In between of this chaos she wanted to ask one thing to everyone - " What was her fault in that? What did she ever do to deserve that? "

Her vision blured, tears keep following from her eyes wetting her cheeks.

" Why?.... What is my fault in that. " She said her voice cracked . She is on the verge of breaking.

" I didn't told her to fall in love..... I never wanted to marry...... Then WHYYYY........ What did I ever do to deserve that. "

She finally broke down crying loudly hugging her kness close to her chest, buring her face in it.

She kept on asking herself - what is her fault. Why she deserves that.

" Why..... It has to be me I was a good girl. Doing everything they say. Still mom love her more than me..... Whyyyy. " She said in between her crying . Her hands trembling, her body shaking.

" Why maa....why , mai bhi to ap hi ki beti hu tu fir esa kyu kya apne, ...... KYUUUU...." She chocked on her teares. Her whole face is red.

" Why no one loves me. WHYYYY . Kya mai itni buri hu ki ap ne mujhe apne pyaar ke kabil bhi nahi samjha." She asked her self.

She never understood why her mom don't love her like she do to nitya.

She knows her dad is a type of person who care about her reputation more than anything.

"AAAAAAAaaaaaa" She screamed while crying .

She kept on crying asking her self why her mom behave like her.

Ater 2 hours of crying her whole heart out she slept there.

Unawear that someone was listening to her every single word from start.

That someone is non other than vikram who came with suitcase, but stood there when he heared her cries.

He kept his hand on his heart. He felt pang in his heart when he heared her screaming.

He stood there listening to her evey word, every question she asked her, every scream. He don't know why his heart hurt.

He didn't left till there is no sounds of crying or sobbing.

He goes toward his study leaving the suitcase there.

He sat on the chair , arms crossed, head rested on chair and eyes closed - her face flashed in front of his eyes, her brown eyes, her bridal look. He opened his eyes.

His heart is beating fast, he kept his hand on his heart.

" Why?? " He questioned to himself.

Just then his phone rang. He looked at the phone it was his mom. He picked up the call.

" Beta where are you. 4 din se ghar nahi aye hu , esa bhi kya kam hai ki call bhi nahi kar sakte . Khana khaya tumne ya nahi. Tum toh kam chakar me kha na bhi miss kar dete hu " His mom said scolding him from another side of call.

A small smile formed on his face.

" Maa i am okay. And kha liya hai khana , don't worry. " He replied

Lie, he didn't eat anything from afternoon.

" Beta did you talk to akshay, is he okay. Do you know his bride ran away. Bhagwaan esi beti kisi ko na de, pure khandan ka nam duba diya hai. Pta nahi kiske sath bhagi he. " His mom said.

His smile gone as if he came back to reality. He is realizing the weight of isha's word. How everyone will mock her, point out her character .

He didn't said anything to his mom.

" Okay now leave it we are thinking to fix your marriage. What do you say. Ab to umar bhi hu gai he tumhaari. " His mom said to him

He think of something and then

"๐˜”๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ. " He said

On the other side his mom went in shock she could not believe what she heared.

She came out of her shock and said in disbelief

" Vikram don't joke around it's not the time "

" Mom i am not joking " He said being serious.

Now his mom panicked

" You really married, you didn't even told me, you know right how long I have been waiting for your marriage and you are saying that you married someone without telling us. When, and with whom you are married tell me, tell me right now "

He tooke a deep breath.

" Mom tomorrow I will take her home with me and will explain you everything. Kal ap bas grah pravesh ki taiyari kijiye. Now sleep. " He said and cut the call.

His mom on the other hand panicking and thinking how she will the family.

Vikram closed his eyes again this time he hear his mom words about Isha, and then isha's crying.

He is drowned in guilty. He rubed his eyes and picked his phone dialing a number.

" Prepare a marriage contract papers "

And cut the call.

He head back to his room. Took a shower to relax himself .

Wear trousers and t-shirt . And went to bed to sleep. He close his eyes , again her face come in front of him, but this time he didn't open his eyes.

" I am sorry Isha, don't worry I will fix everything " He said to himself as if promising himself.

He Slowly drifted into sleep.

On the other hand

Akshay and nitya are welcome by his family. Nitya face is hidden.

There everyone is present. Kajal and rohit also. They couldn't come to wedding as kajal is 7 month pregnant so she needed rest.

She is really excited as it's her best friend wedding. She really wanted to go but rohit denied.

After grah pravesh nitya's face is revealed.

Both kajal and rohit looked at each other in shock.

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That's it for today guys. I hope you like it. For updates follow me on insta. And also check my first book coming on wattpad. Link is in my Instagram bio. Thank you. Bye. Take care.

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