Meri Dharkano Ko Qarar Do Novels & Stories

Let the decision lock in. No more holding back.

Kazi was asking for their approval .First he ask Sarah ,who closed her eyes and think in her mind :" Arham Khan maybe you are winning today ,from now onwards you will be my husband but I promise I will make you regret every moment why you choose me to marry .you have to pay to make me helpless . And with heavy heart she said "qubool hai" "qubool hai" "qubool hai" and closed her eyes and then prayed for her future.

The shock and anger in the room were palpable, and he knew they needed to respond swiftly and strategically. "We can't let them dictate our actions," Lark said, his voice laced with determination. "This announcement is a direct challenge to us. But we must be careful. The last thing we want is to escalate the situation further." Carla's frustration bubbled over, her voice laced with defiance. "We can't just sit back and watch our plans crumble because of their hasty decision." Lark's eyes met Carla's, his expression serious. "Agreed. But we need to choose our course of action carefully. We have allies who can support us, but we must also consider the consequences of our choices."

I said confidently. "How and what is the cost?" the Sarki asked suspiciously. "Denounce and turn away from Aljanan Daji." I boldly said. And everyone began to speak at once. They argued and contemplated amongst themselves while the Sarki remained silent. After a long while of deliberation between the chiefs, Mai'Karfi decided to speak.

"For the first time in my life, I'm feeling so helpless. It's up to you now. If you will want us to go to war, we will, and if not, we won't. It's your life, after all. So the decision should be yours too." "I... I need some time to think, Bhai Sa," Ahankara said softly. "I feel too exhausted. I need to calm my nerves." "That's alright," Karan Singh nodded in understanding, lovingly running his hand over his sister's hair. "Take good rest. And let me know your answer whenever you're ready. We'll have to prepare our army if you choose war." - - - - - -

Kiara frowned, I really didn’t want them two to have a disagreement because of me. "I'm not going to sugar coat shit, if this doesn’t work, you will have to choose one over the other. If you three can’t work this shit out, then ultimately a rejection will have to happen. It seems they both fucking want you, so you may have to choose one over the other, or neither. So, the million-dollar question is, who will you fucking choose?"

Biting her lips Naitee look around in a panic because now she was caught red-handed, her roller coaster-like running heart had exposed her. " Now say something? You're killing me with your silence. Babe! I know you want to say yes. Okay, let me ask you again, Ms Naitee Chandra, will you give me a second chance? " Maverick questioned with hope fill shining eyes. Naitee is in a dilemma because she doesn't want to make the wrong decision again. In hope of search the right choice she closed her eyes and recalled her mother's words ' Do what makes you happy without worrying about outcomes '.

A flicker of surprise crosses a few faces. Not because of what I said. Because of how easily I said it. “Adrian—” “You want to force a decision,” I continue. “Do it properly.” Silence drops hard into the room. Because now— They have to own it. Not suggest it. Not recommend it. Act on it. And action has consequences. Hargrove studies me carefully. Weighing.Recalculating. “This is not a position we take lightly,” he says. “It never is.” “But it may become necessary.”

Not of rebellion. Of irrelevance. “I did choose them,” I said quietly. That hit harder than any accusation. Harren stood abruptly. “Then you leave us no choice.” The door behind me clicked. Not opened. Locked. I didn’t turn. “How dramatic,” I said. “You will sign an emergency decree tonight,” Harren continued, voice steadier now. “Temporary authority delegated to a regency council until stability is restored.” “And if I refuse?” His expression hardened into something I hadn’t seen before.