chapter - 4

Omar's pov

Marriage..it's just a big word for me that comes with many responsibilities , a bond that not only binds two souls together..it also connects two families together. It can make your life turn into a beautiful fairytale or it can make your life a living hell as well. It depends upon you and your partner what you both wanted to make out of it.

After showering I went downstairs to my kitchen to prepare my coffee and breakfast. I need to finish my work soon and leave for my office. I made paratha for myself. Well i know how to cook.. since I like to live my freely, i have learned everything, i know how to cook, how to wash clothes, how to do dishes, how to clean home.. everything that a human should know to live their life independently .

But as I belong to a Royal family my mother doesn't allow me to do this stuff when I used to live in the palace but now as i have left the palace for my job..I am doing it for myself. But it sometimes becomes hard for me to handle both personal and professional life at the same time. And it made me skip my lunches so my mother appointed a maid for me. Even though I said i will manage but she is adamant so I let her do whatever she wants.. because I know she is just worried for her son and i have no right to stop her from doing that.

I put the plate on the dining table and started to eat..as usual I moaned at the test feeling proud of myself for cooking the best food in the world. A smile left my lips thinking how lucky will be my be..she's gonna have this delicious food made by me everyday. Ohh how much i am gonna love her..just thinking about it makes me happy.

My mother called me yesterday telling me that she had choose a girl for me and she wants me to meet her, no she didn't force me..she did ask my consent..and i said yes. But the thing is my mother didn't tell me anything except her name. She didn't tell me how she looks, what's her personality type.. nothing she told me nothing..when I asked her she told me her name is sara.

Now I just hope she will be just like me..and we will travel around the world, and go on many trips and outings. We will enjoy it together. She is already a princess but i will give her queen treatment if it makes sense. I don't know why I am already so whipped for her.

But my chain of thoughts broke when I heard the door bell rang and then it opened again indicating that "Nagina" the caretaker had just arrived.

I gave her a smile while eating my breakfast and returned it with a smile as well. She sat on the couch and started to drink water as she came from outside and it was really hot outside.

I put the plate on the sink and went towards the fridge taking out the lemon water , I went towards the living room couch and gave it to her. She thanked me.

I got a call just after that and it's my mother...

"Assalamualaikum Ammi " i said to her softly, and put my phone in my ear supporting it with my shoulder while taking out my files from the cupboard.

"Walekum assalam beta" she replied with the same tone and i can feel her smiling widely...her voice is saying that she is happy.

"Did you have your breakfast??" She asked me.

"Yeh just had two parathas and the curry that I had kept last night...just heated it and had it with my paratha" I replied while wearing my watch. And going towards my bedroom to get my blazer.

As i have a meeting today so I am wearing navy blue pants , white shirt and a navy blue blazer. It is all from the same brand i prefer to wear.. that's Celine.

"Why didn't I told you not to eat leftovers?? You could have asked Nagina to cook for you.. isn't it I send her there for this" i can feel her that she is frowning and slightly angry.

"Ammi you know na I like to cook, and i only cook breakfast... all of the other works are done by her..I don't do anything after you made me promise to you..it's not her fault.. it's me only who told her to come after breakfast.."

I said slowly.

"Stop protecting her ..I know she isn't doing anything, i am not giving her salary so that my son will eat leftovers and cook by himself "

"Ammi i am not having leftovers everyday..it's only for today because I woke up late..what's her fault in this..she is doing what I have told her to do and I don't like anyone doing my work "

"But beta I am telling you for your own good...you don't even let her clean your room ...or anything, you are already doing a lot of work at the office..I don't want you to do these home chores as well..."

"I know Ammi but i don't like someone coming to my room...I don't allow anyone in my room you know it..so that's the reason...and besides that..she is the one who is every other house chores..so don't worry..I am not over working okay " i replied as softly as I can to make her understand my pov, i don't like her being all tensed over me .

"Okay if you are saying so" she finally agreed, i release a breath in relief.

"You didn't tell me why you called though?? You don't call me this time??" I asked being curious as she don't call me this time ...she always call me in lunch break and after dinner time and talks with me.. because according to her i can't give her enough time in morning so she prefers to call me in my breaks and free time.

"Ohh yehh , i called you to inform you that i want you to come to the palace tomorrow.. we are going to meet Sara and her family " she replied again getting excited and i can imagine her smiling widely and roaming here and there in excitement. She is a bit strict but at the same time so cute..just like a child.

"Don't you think it's too fast??"i asked her genuinely.

"No it's perfect...she said yes and you said yes as well...why should we delay, the sooner the better"

"But--

"No buts i want you tomorrow here and that's final am I clear shaik Ibrahim omer" she said with a finality in her voice... making me say yes to her. As i know her calling me with my full name means it's serious and I'm supposed to listen to her.

"Okay Ammi i will be there" she got all happy..and wished me a good day before cutting the call. I sighed while walking through the corridor..I am feeling a little bit tensed about meeting her. It's the first time I am feeling nervous about meeting someone...

I went downstairs and went towards the kitchen and saw phupi(Aunty) busy preparing for lunch.

"Phupi i am going now..take care of yourself and my home"

"Jii beta aap Aram se jao , Allah hafiz" she said with a soft smile while cutting the paneer. I guess she is gonna cook paneer for today.

(Yes son , and be careful)

"Allah hafiz" i replied to her before going to my office.

I took my car out from the parking lot and started to drive it , i am really feeling nervous now..I don't know how i am gonna take care of someone..I know how hard it's for girls who come to a whole different place and accept it as their own whole heartily. And it's our duty to make sure to keep them happy. And don't let them miss their home.

Author's pov:

He is scared to be a bad husband to his wife..he is never a good son for his parents and a good prince for the kingdom..now he can't be a bad husband.

His parents wanted him to stay in the palace and look after the works there..but he denied it.. telling he wants to fulfill his dreams and live independently. His parents did try to convince him but he was adamant so his parents had to give in . That's the first time he saw his parents disappointed..well they never said it but he knows... And people around him always take him as someone who always stays happy and goofy..so he is never able to share what's bothering him with anyone.

Now that he is going to get married..it's making him nervous and the fear of disappointing his parents and his wife is eating him already. He sped up the car as there is no traffic.. he knows his mother has senses him uneasiness, that's the reason her mother didn't talk much with him.. because whenever her mother calls she talks a lot..but today she didn't. And so as Nagina she also saw him as her son..who always makes everyone's day brighten up just by his presence. But as today he wasn't talking much it's pretty obvious for everyone to know something's wrong with him. He sometimes hates being like this... because he can't mask his emotions...when he gets upset or mad it's crystal clear for everyone.

He just prayed and left everything in the hand of Allah.

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