Infatuated Desire
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"After seeing all this, will you still be able to love me? You surely are not. That's why I was telling you to change your decision otherwise you won't have to see all this." With his one finger, he wiped her tears. His eyes were fixed on her horrified turn yellow pale face. "My love which has been in my heart for years can't be ended in a moment on seeing all this. And my decision will not change till my last breath." In weeping, she went on sitting on the floor. She was on the trajectory of that love where there was no going back. "If this is your final decision then fine. After that nikkah (marriage agreement) don't keep any kind of expectation from me." On her stubbornness, he controlled his rage and said in a defeated voice. "If you get tired from fulfilling this one-sided relationship then remember I'm always willing to let you go back. You can free yourself from this relationship." After being done with his saying, he turned back abruptly. While Hadia hide her face in her hands and started crying profoundly at what he said to her. Will Wadan accept and fell in love with Hadia who he raised since her childhood? Or Hadia will have to forget him and give up on her love just because he doesn't feel himself worthy of her love?
Fearful
When does someone feel dismayed? When? It's when your loved ones are doing bad with you, and the other one, despite willingness, can't do anything for himself. And that other one is not left with any courage to do something for himself other than feeling helpless and dismay. Sanam was feeling something the same right now standing in front of the mirror in the bridal attire. Not only her heart, but her soul was also crying. She was cursing her bad luck. Tears from her eyes were flowing nonstop. Her beautiful pitch-black eyes turned red because of crying. The rest of her makeup was messed up and only her lipstick was still in its right state. For a girl, her wedding day is quite a special day. But for her, this moment wasn't less than any nightmare. She can't stop thinking about killing herself. It's been a long time since she was standing and letting her tears fall when, in an instant, the door of her room opened and someone came inside. Sanam turned back to glance and her tears started welling more upon seeing the person in front of her. "Mom." In a rush, she ran and hugged her mother. And after that, her incessant sobbing started profoundly. Her mother was also helpless and powerless like her. They both were strictly opposed to her marriage. "Don't cry Sanam, it's not crying time. We have to do something before it becomes late." After listening to the soft voice of her mother, she, with a jerk, raised her hand and looked up at her mother. She was taking in what her mother just said and what she was going to do, but she didn't get it. As she knew very well that nothing is in their hands. "It's not the time to become surprise, my daughter. Before they come here for a marriage agreement, you have to get out of here." Her mother parted from her and went towards the wardrobe. She did her best to make her husband understand, but he is so blinded by the greed of wealth that he can't see the difference between right and wrong. "Mom, what are you saying this..... It’s.... it's not possible......a....and where I will go?" Forgetting her crying after what her mother just told her, worried and astonished, she came forward and stood behind her mother. She was putting her necessary things in her bag. "Nothing is impossible, my daughter. I can't see your bargaining right in front of my eyes." Her tone was quite stern and perhaps it was the first time she saw her mother taking a decision for her. Otherwise, she always saw her mother with a bowed head and obeying the orders of her husband. It doesn't matter if she has a willingness for it or not. "But mom, I can't leave you like that. Where I will go? Other than you, I don't have anyone in this world." On the one side, she got relief that she will be safe from this marriage and from that person, but on the other side, she was concerned about her mother. "You just go anywhere from here, go far away from your father's reach. God will protect you, Sanam, He will make some place for you." She forwarded the bag to her hand and looked at her lovingly. "If this marriage happens then perhaps I will never forgive myself. This thought will never leave my mind that I didn't do anything for my daughter. So my happiness is in this that you go from here." She took her and came to the window, which was opening towards the main gate. Preparation for guests was arranged on the back side of the lawn, so this way was clear. "Mom, how I will live without you?" She wasn't feeling well at the thought of leaving her mother like that. "It's also hard for me my daughter, but you have to do this for me." She moved ahead and kissed her on her forehead. How much her heart was paining in letting her go away, only she knows this."And for a few days don't try to contact me on the phone, are you getting what I am saying?" For the last time, she advised her, and then helped her in getting out of the window. "God will protect you. My blessings are with you. And don't worry about me your mother is very strong." She smiled and looked at her for one last time. And Sanam, with love and painful eyes, gazed at her and came out of there. She didn't turn back, if she did then perhaps it will be difficult for her to go out of there. Harshly rubbing her tears she crossed the gate of Khan Villa.
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"Aanya I don't feel we are doing it right. We have to go back before something wrong happens. We will eat something in the canteen." With fearful eyes, Hadia was looking here and there, walking briskly with her only friend, who was always enthusiastic about making her do something new. "Come on Hadia, you are getting scared like I am making you do some illegal. Just chill (buddy) yaar. We are just going for lunch to a good restaurant. And today, there's no class, your bodyguard will not know about anything." Aanya was saying to her in her ignorance. She held Hadia by her wrist and came out of the back gate of the university.With every forward step, Hadia felt her heartbeat getting accelerated. As for her, it was not less than an illegal act to come out of the university without informing her bodyguard or anyone else. "Aanya, you don't know when everyone at home knows this, then they will be tensed." She said in a very anxious voice and sat with her in the taxi. Right now she was also feeling strange happiness from inside, and on the other side, she was scared which wasn't letting her get fully happy. "Don't worry Hadia, I myself will drop you at home if we get late. And as far as your bodyguard is concerned, what havoc will come if, for one day, you didn't go home with him." Aanya said looking into her sea-green eyes, which seemed more beautiful because of fear. Her innocent friend was very dear to her and from the very beginning, she doesn't like those restrictions imposed on her. And today she wants to free her a little from those restrictions. But she wasn't aware that this move is going to cost her so much. "Havoc will come if I went with you. So, Anaya, you try to come out quickly from there before the guards see you. I don't want to take any risk." She was relieved by what Anaya said to her about convincing those in her home if they come to know, but...... what if he comes to know then what she will do? Remembering that person has again intensified her fear. "Let us reach there first and now you have started talking about going back. And when the cage has been opened then why scare in flying." Anaya said mischievously and winked an eye at her. Unwillingly, she slightly smiled at her. But little does she doesn't know that her smile is going to vanish on her way back. If she knows then she would never agree with Anaya to do lunch outside of the university.
His Wrath
"With that shitty hands, you touched her picture." He was tracing the sharp edge of the knife on his hand. The man was already squirming because of his torture when the sharp edge of the knife started cutting his skin. On that, a loud shriek came out of his throat that echoed in the room. "It's that hand which was capturing her every move with the camera. And how it will sound if these hands of yours are left from your body." He said while mercilessly marking a deep cut on his other hand. The man squirming in his place now fell on the floor. His painful screams were getting more and more. While his men standing in the room were looking at the scene in front of them as if a movie scene was playing. "What happened? Is that all your courage? How are you going to endure the more I'm going to do with you?" He leaned on the man, who was lying on the floor and squirming in pain. His demeanor seemed cold like ic