16. WHO'S GOING TO SIT ON THE CHAIR?

"What? "No, no, no!" she exclaimed loudly as she prepared to stand.

"Aqsa No. "Do not stand up."

"I don't want to do that, Mom. It's a mistake." Aqsa tried to persuade her mother with a puppy face. Aqsa is sitting on Simra's chair, and in India there is a ritual about this: after the bride gets up from the chair, whoever sits on it means that they are going to marry soon, and the girl has to take part in the Haldi ritual for the blessings.

Ifra jokes to Aqsa, "Perhaps it's a sign that you're going to marry soon."

Just as she said this, Arhan came behind her and said, "Aren't we already aware of that?" and winked at Aqsa.

When Aqsa was about to say something, all the ladies around her started applying their haldi and gave her their blessing. "Take pictures and fake a smile throughout the ritual," the photographer instructs .When the ritual concluded and all of the ladies had left, Aqsa rose from her chair and began searching for Arhan, realising that everything had happened because of him. She came across Ifra and asked, "Where is he?"

Ifra didn't have to think about who Aqsa was talking about; she looked around and said, "I don't know." Even though Ifra didn't see Arhan after Aqsa's ritual, Aqsa looked around and moved toward Afnan.

"Where is he?"

"Miss me?" Arhan comes behind Aqsa and asks.

As Aqsa turned around and saw Arhan begin to run, she yelled, "I will kill you!" and pursued him.

"Good luck with that... Arhan would yell back, turn around, give a wink to Aqsa, and start running again.

aqsa continued to run behind arhan, unaware that they were both behind the stage; she looked around for Arhan but couldn't find him; just as she was about to turn around, Arhan grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him. Aqsa's head collided with Arhan's chest, but she didn't yell because she knew it was Arhan.

Arhan, turn her around and make her stand between him and a wall.

"Get your hands off me!"... Aqsa spoke quietly, but there was anger in his tone.

A smirk fell on Arhan's face as he didn't listen to Aqsa and started looking at her with all the admiration in his eyes. He closed the distance between their faces and said, in a low and seductive voice, "I forgot to tell you something." When Aqsa looked into Arhan's eyes, she felt as if she were drowning in them.

"What…?"

"You look lovely," Arhan said, looking at Aqsa's sweet lips and then into Aqsa's eyes.

Aqsa felt a spark in her spine, which made her whole body shudder when she tried to speak; her voice wouldn't leave her throat, so she cleared her throat and said in an angry voice, "Don't make fun of me, Arhan. I am already very angry," she said, looking around to see if anyone else was present, but there was no one, "and leave me; anyone can see us."

"No one will, and I am not making fun of you, Aqsa. You're looking so exquisite and delicious right now... that I can't help but want you." When he was about to put his lips on Aqsa's lips, she turned her head away, knowing she would never forgive Arhan for leaving her all alone in the past.

"Never..." she said in a whisper.

Arhan knows that Aqsa is angry with him right now, but he will do everything to make her forgive him. But this time, while looking at Aqsa, all beautiful and with her angry face, he just wants to kiss her.

"Don't forget you sit in that chair," Arhan said, looking her in the eyes. Aqsa understood the underlying meaning of his comment.

How dare he think that I will marry him? She becomes even more enraged and says, "Yeah, I'm sitting on it... but maybe I'll marry someone else." When she said this, Arhan's calm and seductive expression was replaced with a growl and a furious expression.

"Don't you dare think about that," he replied as a threat.

"Why ?" Arhan's grip tightened even more as aqsa tried to break free, but in that split second, Arhan's grip tightened even more, and he replied to her as his lips touched aqsa's ear—which gave aqsa goosebumps all over.

"Because you might forget...I have to remind you that you are mine... and I will not waste a single second proving it to you."

When Arhan said this, she knew that these threats were not empty.

"Let me go."

Arhan removed his hands and said, "You are free to leave... unless you don't want to."

Aqsa did not stand there for one more second and ran away from him.

Just when Aqsa stopped running, she heard Ifra.

"aqsa..?"

"yeah ?"

"Come on, we are going home."