Soon after dinner, Daniyal left, as it was already getting late. Noor after cleaning the table was called in her dadi's room.Entering her room, it was all quiet and peaceful. And with every breath she took, she felt peacefulness filtering in her as well.' dadi, aapne bulaya?'( You called? ).Only bedside lamps were on, lightening the room a little, warmth lingering in the air.Jahan Ara begum was sitting on the bed, her back resting on the backboard, tasbeeh in her hand as she murmured the Ayas.Nodding her head, she patted the place beside her on the bed, gesturing her to sit there.Noor layed on the bed, putting her head on dadi's lap. Unintentionally jahan Ara begum started caressing her hair.' Noor, itni khamosh khamosh kiu ho?'.( Why are you so quiet?).' nahi Dado, Mai to nahi'. She denied.( No, I'm not).' ab apni Dado se jhoot bologi?'.( Now you're going to lie to me?).' nahi Dado, bas aj Kal college ki wajah se pareshan hun, bas'.( No dado, I'm just worried about my
Dinner at Malick Haveli was the only time where every single member of the family sat together and ate. Spoon, plates clattering, youngers chitter chattering, Everyone was busy devouring the food made by Noor with the help of tayi ammi, Amina and Hareem. Lots of Appraisal could be heard from every one sitting there except him, Arman.Arman noticed how, her eyes would lit up when someone would praise her. She would smile genuinely, at one point he even burned in jealousy when Haris appreciated her and she blushed in reply. She fucking blushed.' bhae, meri boti, Ammar Bhai apne liye dish se nikalen na, Meri kiu le rahe Hain'. Hira screeched.( Aaah, my piece of meat, brother, serve yourself from the dish, why are you taking mine?).' to tum bhi to dish se nikal sakti ho'. Ammar stated, taking a bite of Tikka boti, moaning in delight. Unfazed by the glares she was sending his way.( You can also take from the dish).' per Maine apni pasand ki botiyan nikali hain'. Hira further argued,
Making her way out of the dining room, the tears sprang out of her eyes, and she didn't even made an attempt to wipe them.This shouldn't be happening. No, not like this. Not when she was not ready. Though she never will be ready to spend her life with that janwar, but all she could do was cry. Cry over fate, her qismat.Reaching inside the bedroom, she quitely closed the door. Not wanting to wake Azan who was sleeping peacefully, surrounded by the cushions.She made her way towards the window, the night was still young, even the night is always a welcoming sight for me, but today it was different. It looked as if the sky itself was mourning over my fate, today it was darker, scarier, not carrying the sense of warmth, saving from the cold.But today it was merely cold. The type of coldness that was reaching my bones,Today there were no stars, twinkling. Sky was dark and low. Only a matt black canvas with no stars to be looked upon. A cold moonless night.At times I felt as if I could
She was sleeping peacefully, until her shoulder was abruptly shoved, gasping from the sudden push, she opened her eyes only to come face to face with Hira who was hovering over her.' Kiya masla hai Hira, abhi namaz parh ker soi hun'. Noor groggily mumbled. And turned the other side, spreading the quilt over her head.( What is the problem, I just slept after praying).' uth jao, subah ke das baj rahe Hain '.( Get up, it's ten in the morning).In reply, Noor only hummed, already half slumbering, when suddenly Hira snatched the quilt off of her, making her groan from the sudden coldness, nevertheless, Noor picked the nearby pillow from beside her and hid her face with it, slipping again into darkness, when Hira spoke too loudly.' khari ho yaar, Noor'. She shook her violently.( Get up ).' wapsi per darwaza band kerti Hui jana'. Noor spoke unfazed.( Close the door on your way).' soti raho, wahan Arman Bhai ke aane ki tayyariyan ho rahi Hain, or yahan madam ko sone se fursat nahi'.
It was three days before the nikkah, everyone was busy preparing for the event. The Haveli looked more lively and vibrant.As the big day was around the corner, all the youngsters, or more precisely the young ladies of the family, made a plan to go shopping together, though everything could have been arranged at the Haveli, but then where was the fun?.After quite pleadings and naggings, the boys agreed to take them, though they were not agreeing first,but a look from Arman, made them stand up straight and moving.▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️Noor was finding her sandals under the bed, when she heard the door of her room open then close again, she paid no heed and continued finding her sandals,She thought it was Armeen who she called a while back.' Armeen Meri sandals nahi mil rahi, mujhe zaruri chahiye Hain wo, tumne Dekhi Hain?'.( I can't find my sandals, I want to wear, have you seen them?).Noor who was bent down under her bed, stood up, only for her to get a minor heart atta
The whole house was drowning in the mehek of gainde, gulaab and motia.Everyone was running here and there, because it was the day of nikkah. With a smile adorned on the faces of family members, everyone was getting ready.The nikkah of groom was being held at the near by Mosque, as the bride's was being held in the walls of Haveli. Everything was prepared and arranged beautifully, after all it was the wedding of Malik's.The function after nikkah was at haveli, and every single member was excited over it.Noor after dressing up, with Haya and Aamina, in her room, was ready to leave and check on Hareem, the bride, when Bari ammi barged in.' Masha Allah, tum teeno to bohat pyari lag rahi ho '. With that said she kissed their foreheads, but Noor could sense she was distracted. With a smile they replied with a small shukriya.( You all three are looking pretty ).' Noor, beta mujhe tumse baat kerni hai'. She said with a small smile, to which Noor nodded and Tayi ammi took her to her roo
Life was playing a cruel game, which Noor was least expecting to play, it was as if she was being punished for something she didn't even knew she did. As if she was getting paid for the sins she didn't even committed. It was getting hard for her, to live a life like this. It was getting beyond suffocating. She wanted to be an independent woman, not someone who relies on their husbands. The fear, the struggle was getting wide day by day. She never wanted to be pawn for his cruel lust, that might get get end afterr he is done over her and leave her to suffer.She was at the balcony, with a shawl draped around her, she was looking like someone out of the world, an angel precisely. All his words were running around in her mind, terrifying her to the core, horrifying her to death. The intensity with which they were spoken was not gone unnoticed, it were the silent promises.trust me, pakarne se zyada haq rakhta hun, isliye yeh bakwas to kerna hi nahi.kuch din de raha hun, is rishte ko jit
It was almost three in the morning, she should've been sleeping like a normal human being not pouring coffee for a man who she loathes the most.Putting the mug in a tray, she was on the way to go to his study, where she never been to, well everything has its first. Aamina came in with tired eyes, full of sleep. An idea popped in her mind,Why not hand her the mug?Though the warning was clear as the water, but she paid no heed. Though it was an act of cowardliness, but the wheels has already been turned. Without a care for the consequences, she called her out who was refilling the jug.'Aamina?''jee Noor bolo?' giving her, her half attention, she spoke in a hoarse voice due to lack of sleep.' uh, yeh coffee ka mug apne bhai ko de ker aajao,' pulling the cup in her direction she spoke.(take this mug to your brother).Glancing at the steaming hot mug, Aamina raised an eyebrow.' Arman bhai ko?'(to Arman brother?).Nodding a little too energetically, Noor gave her a big goofy smile.
The whole day, after attending back to back classes I had a constant pain in my neck. The day was tiring and now we even had an assignment to submit tonight. I tilt my head to the side to see an almost passed out Haya resting her back on the bench as we waited for the driver to arrive. I told Bari ammi that I'll be visiting khala and will stay there for a day, and Azan was already at khala's house, as I asked Akram chacha to drop him there after school. Reaching there, I changed into comfortable clothes and went down for dinner as it was already late when we returned from University. Khala was delighted to see me, and was continuously nagging me of how thin and pale I was becoming. She made me eat so much that my stomach was hurting. Azan was enjoying as well, he got a partner to play with, even though Fariha was older but as they were both playing his favorite game cricket, he was beyond happy. After cleaning up the kitchen, me and Haya went and sat in the terrace with steaming
The whole day I had a constant headache, thinking of the possibility that what if I never caught her with the bottle?She would've never gotten pregnant! The whole day she was sleeping, but I couldn't sleep for a second even. My subconsciousness was mocking me of my own terrible idea of getting her pregnant, by forcing her. I should have waited for her to get comfortable. But no, I had to be an asshole and force her into it. I was feeling angry at my own self. I messed up. But she took the pills! Where did she get them on the first place? I had no clue. Was someone helping her? But who can that person be? All this was making my mind go blank, the more I pondered over the fact that she did this, the more the headache increased. I had other works to do as well, and I was trying my best to concentrate on them. It was already late at night, and right after I came home, I straight went to my study, as I had to take care of Fuzail's business too, for that nothing for good bastard was in
I saw a silhouette, of course of her! Sitting on the bed, as her back was supported by the headrest. She was awake! ' Noor?' I called out for her. As I placed my keys, wallet, mobile and watch on the night stand.Then I went to the bathroom, to change. After coming out in night pyjamas and t-shirt, I made my way to her. She still didn't even move.' Noor?'I called out for her again, but she still didn't reply. Was she ignoring me on purpose? I circled around the bed and came to her side. I lighted up the lamp placed on her side table. I looked down at her. She was fucking sleeping!! With her head tilted back, and quilt half lying on her body and half lying on the carpet, she was sleeping uncomfortably, without a care in the world. I sighed and removed the quilt, I gazed down at her, the bruises on her wrists were visible along with the ones on the neck and arms. I picked her up, but I guess, it disturbed her, as she woke up with a jerk. When she realized, I was holding he
I READ MANY COMMENTS! AND LET ME TELL YOU, I DO NOT PROMOTE OR SUPPORT RAPE. WHAT ARMAN DID, IS UNFORGIVABLE, I KNOW. BUT HAVE SOME PATIENCE! I'LL TRY MY BEST TO WRITE THIS STORY WITH EVERYONE'S CRITERIA. BUT HAVE SOME PATIENCE!!!!\\\\Whole day, I didn't step out of the room. Arman didn't let me, he made sure, I was not left alone, in his absence. And I didn't know, why?I called Haya, in the bathroom, so that no one could hear us. ' Assalamualaikum Noor.' Haya said her Salam, right after she picked up the call. ' wa-.' Noor couldn't even reply, and started weeping, she was terrified to her core. 'Noor? Kia hua? Batao!' Haya panicked. (What happened? Tell me?) When Noor didn't reply, Haya again spoke. ' Ghar per hona? Mai aarahi hu.' Shuffling could be heard from the other side of the phone. ( You're at home? I'll come) 'Haya? Ek kaam kerdo.' Noor hurriedly spoke. (Do one thing) 'kia?' Haya's voice held uncertainty. (What?) ' raaste Mai, pharmacy store se-' Noor stopp
MATURE CONTENT. This was it? Was it really going to be like this? It was destined to be like this! Why? Why me? I was not ready! Even though I wanted to give this marriage a chance but I was not prepared for it. My breaths were shallow. Tears were profusely leaking. But he had no effect? Was he heartless? Why was he so cruel? He started kissing me. With his one hand firmly holding my jaw and the other on my stomach, caressing it now and then slightly. His kiss was demanding. He squashed my jaw hard, making me moan in pain. He takes full advantage and shoves his tongue inside my mouth and expertly explore my mouth. I was trying to wriggle out from under him, but his viselike grip on my waist and stomach was keeping me in place. His one hand grasping my jaw, the other on my waist. My hands tied, my face held firmly in place, and his hips restraining me. I was completely helpless and totally on his Mercy. His erection was against my stomach, I could feel it. I felt my heart sink
I was accepting him, slowly but I was trying my best. Although I had no reason to, but still I was willing to give him a chance. he never gave me a single reason to forgive and forget about his previous harsh behavior. I was trying my best to forget about everything happened in the past, and move on. But how?I was sitting in the university's cafeteria as the driver didn't come to pick me up yet. Haya said she was not feeling well, so she didn't attend the lecture, and so here I was waiting for the driver.' Assalamualaikum, Noor bibi!' someone said from behind, which made me to turn my head and look up, only to find Fuzail Shaikh, standing there, smiling.What the hell! How dare he to come here again! Was the rukhsati not enough for him? He was surely dangerous.' ap yaha Kia kerrahe hai?' I asked in a sharp tone as I stood up from the bench with wild eyes. He was the reason, Meri rukhsati Arman ke sath jaldi Hui! How can I forget?(What are you doing here?)' itna ghussa? Mai to sir
The whole night passed by in a a chaotic blur, everyone was scared to death.After Ammar yelled out for us about baray abbu, Arman lost his senses, he got off me in a hurry, wore his shirt and wore a jacket on top, with that he picked up his wallet and mobile phone, along with his watch, and made his towards me, untying my wrists he dashed out in hurry. Whereas I pleaded Allah for baray abbu's health and long life. Getting up I went to the bathroom, took a bath, and then went down, where women were present.Bari ammi along with Hira and Hareem were sitting on a sofa, where as Armeen was lying on the sofa with her head rested in dadi's lap. It looked she was crying hysterically, by the constant shaking of her shoulders.Haya and Aamina had a sorrowful look on their faces. I went and sat between Haya and Aamina, who gave me a sad smile.'kese hua sab?' I asked in a low voice.(how it all happened?)' I don't know exactly, but first he felt dizzy then he started feeling severe chest pain
The girls took me to his room, and made me sit on his bed.I felt a tightening in my chest, my hands were clammy, and my heart was beating at an abnormal pace, it felt as if my heart will rip out of my body.Hira brought a tray of food along with a glass of milk. After I finished eating, everyone started leaving, not before giving me teasing smiles, which I ignored fully.Haya and Hareem were the only one left in the room now. There was eerie silence, until Hareem gave me side hug, with a kiss on my head and left.Haya gave me worried look, filled with helplessness. I didn't want to see her like this. I gave her assuring smile, although from inside I was feeling extremely anxious.'you're staying here tonight. Right?' I asked breaking the silence after a long time, that surrounded us.She nodded in reply.'Azan ko apne sath sulana, please.' I pleaded.(make Azan sleep with you tonight.)'whenever I used to stay here, mai tumhare kamre mai tumhare sath soti thi.' She said looking strai
I got up with no smile on my face, but with dead emotions and soulless eyes. with giving a kiss on Azan's cheek And headed to the washroom, to perform ablution.After praying fajr salah, I still sat on the prayer mat.'aye Allah give my parents the highest rank in paradise. Shower upon Azan your blessings, make him stay away from wrong doings. I am accepting Arman just because you want me. Because it is written in my fate. I want you to put rehem in his heart for me. I don't want to live a live full of miseries. I am scared, help me see the right path, show me the right path. I'll try my best to perform every duty, he expects. Lead me to straight path. Give me patience. Grant me with sab'r, Aameen. Replace Arman's harshness with softness. Indeed You are the one whom we should ask, all Wise and Merciful.'"Oh you who believe! Seek help with patient perseverance and prayer, for God is with those who patiently persevere." (2:153)After dua, I took the Qur'an and started reciting Surah Ka