Destiny,
a word that plays the most dangerous games,
a word that changes the unchangeable,
a word that comes with uncertainties,
a word that could make the highest mountain shake,
It's a word that taints and paints.
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She,far from the world he ca...
The sound of the twittering birds echoed across my room,I lazily opened my eyes as the cold wind enters through the slightly opened windows. I moaned and stretched my aching arms then I observed my surrounding,I was surprised to realize that I slept on the cold hard floor on my praying mat. I guess I fell asleep after fajr Salah.
Then something hid me,not physically though but mentally,grabbing my cell phone as quickly as possible,I gasped at the time,it's almost 12:00pm,oh Allah!! I am so dead.
"Don't be late, 1 o'clock sharp" their stern warning echoed in my head,I had one hour to get ready more than enough time for me.
I rushed to the toilet almost falling on the ground in haste. I finished my business then I showered my muscle are still sore from yesterday's event and today we have to go for 'I don't wanna know' shopping. But seriously,can't they go by themselves? My choice doesn't really matter right? I lazily dragged myself out of the toilet to my closet for something to wear and I think all black will suit my mood today even though for a bride it will be absurd. But who cares anyway.
I settled in a black maxi skirt with a denim shirt,black flats and finally topping black hijab on my head. Perfecto!
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Something on my finger caught my eyes,a ring,a beautiful ring I thought but in the reality for me it's a handcuff binding me to the unwanted fate, in betrothal with a loathed man all in the name of a destiny I can't change.
A lump sat in my throat I know if I continue to remorse over my undesired fate,I might break down any moment. The only thing I have to do is bear the burden of my cross because I have no one to blame and I won't dare blame anyone for I believe it is Allah's will that all this is happening.
I walked to my vanity mirror to apply a little make up and perfume. A knock came on my door while I was fixing my earing,without wating for permission he walked in and stand behind me staring at me through the mirror and I unconciously stared back.
The last person I want to see,that one person that I hate with all my heart,that one person I was made from his rib and that person am bound to for eternity. We continued to stare at each other's eyes through the mirror,while his eyes held amusement and excitement,mine held hatred and anger,if only he could read beyond what he sees,if only looks could kill am hundred percent sure he would have been long gone.
" I hope you are ready,if not am gonna have your he....ad.." Iman barged in shouting at the top of her lungs. She froze as her eyes landed on her brother's figure.
" What brings you here? Didn't I warn you not to come close to her anytime soon? What type of a leach are you?" She asked with a venom laced voice,her teeths grinding on each other hopefully they don't break.
