Thakur's Hidden Desire | 18+

4. The Prophecy

Inayat POV

I had no idea of what was going on downstairs. Faded screaming sounds could be heard by me. Why the hell were these thakur brothers here? What do they want from us now? Please Allah, protect my Armaan Bhai Jaan from them.

I silently prayed to the Almighty, and brushed the tears off my face. Some time passed, and the words became discernible for me to eavesdrop.

It was Hamid's voice. Why was he here amidst all this? I just hope that I don't get married to this dumbfuck! Ugh! He is so irritating.

"FINE! LET THE STATE DROWN IN THE POOL OF BLOOD. ONLY HINDUS AREN'T DYING HERE, MUSLIMS ARE ALSO SUFFERING, BUT LET YOUR EGO WIN."

It was Balraj Singh Thakur's voice. Who was he screaming at? Did he have any plans to counter these communal riots? And why wasn't my family supporting him at this?

I wanted to run out of the room, and know what was going on there, but being a girl, I wasn't allowed to show my face to the strangers, especially when they are Hindus.

A few minutes passed in desperation, and finally someone knocked at my door. I unlocked it immediately, only to find my Ammi sobbing miserably.

"What happened, Ammi?"

I enquired, encasing her into a warm soothing hug.

"Ammi, for God's sake, tell me what happened?"

She was crying uncontrollably. God knows what happened downstairs. I hope the 'Thakurs' didn't bother my brother.

I held her shoulders and walked to the bed to make her sit down there. I brought a glass of water for her, and made her gulp it down.

"Those Thakurs......"

She mumbled, and began sobbing again, holding me tightly.

"Ammi!"

I cooed her, and pecked her forehead lovingly.

"You know, my baby. They proposed to you. They want their youngest brother to get married to you."

She quavered, sniffing in between. I felt like the ground beneath me had swept away. My breath hitched, and I felt like breaking apart.

No! No! No! This isn't happening. How could they even think of such a thing? I wish I had never gone to rescue Ashraf. Why the hell did Jairaj see me? But I knew my father and brother would never let this happen.

"Ammi! This can never happen."

I tried to console my mother, however I wasn't at peace too.

"Ammi! Don't cry more. No one can your daughter away from you."

Armaan Bhai Jaan entered the room. I straightened up immediately and rushed to him, ultimately getting secured in his warm hug.

"Bhai Jaan!"

I quavered, he began caressing my head with love.

"Don't worry, my baby! They won't be able to even gawk at you now."

He assured me, and I felt safe. I know that nothing wrong can touch me if my brother disallowed it.

"I've talked to Hamid. Your nikaah will be conducted within a week."

Bhai Jaan exclaimed, and I instantly broke the hug.

"I don't like that man. He is not even brave."

I grumbled, thinning my brows, and folding my arms before the chest.

"Inu, don't be stubborn. They'll keep predating over you until you get married to someone. And you can divorce him anytime if things don't go well between you too. You aren't forced for anything."