"Ok ma'am, maybe you are right. But what do you want from me? Why have you even kidnapped me?" I asked her annoyed while glaring at her. I couldn't believe I was agreeing with her right now. 

"Oh nothing much baby boy, I just want you to get married to my daughter. And if you agree, I will leave you. As simple as that." She smirked, making me shocked. As I looked at her once again, I realised that she wasn't too old, maybe in her late thirties. And she wanted me to marry her daughter? How old was her daughter again? Was this some kind of child marriage? And what about her daughter's studies and dreams? Didn't she had any? 

Ya Allah! What was even happening? Where was I stuck?

._._._. 

• He was just trying to save his sister and get them back home safely. 

• She was just trying to live her life without any drama. 

• Just one incident and their whole life is changed for forever. 

What will happen when he gets kidnapped and forced to get married to a total stranger? Actually, why would a mother kidnap a stranger to get him married to her daughter in the first place? What will happen when his parents get to know? Will his parents agree? Will they ever fall in love and live together? Or will it just be a failed marriage? Are there more secrets to unfold as they set on their journey? 

But most of all, what will happen when promises are made unexpectedly. Will it bring them closer or drift them apart?

To find out, hop in to read what happens and how their life unfolds. How their fates seal together and how the secrets, if there are any, unfolds.

Unexpected Promises

"Atifa, come down quickly. We are getting late." Abbu shouted from downstairs. ﻿ 


"I'm coming." I replied, slamming the door of my room shut and running downstairs while trying to hold my abaya up. 


"Ab ye Safiya aur Amira kaha reh gaye?" Abbu grumbled with a scowl while looking around, making me bite my lips to suppress my smile. 


"Wo ammi ke kamre me honge." I replied, my gaze flickering to the stairs, only to find them ascending downstairs. Ammi was wearing a black abaya like me with the addition of a niqab while Amira adorned a black and white jumpsuit and held ammi's purse, looking cute as ever. 


"Yaar it's getting late already. Jaldi karo na." Abbu grumbled like a kid while looking away. 


(Man it's getting late already. Be quick.) 


"Aap to aise keh rahe hai jaise hamari train chutne wali hai." Ammi retorted while holding Amira's hand and getting down the last step. 


Chapter 128