Resounding Rhythm Of Rutted Love

Chapter-11 The Bleeding Heart

7 July 2021

Ever since the beginning, Samira had been behaving bizarre and I understand that till now you guys are fed up with her sentimental nature. But before we criticise I wished to clarify to you all that perhaps I haven't done justice to Samira's character but heartbreaks are a war. Some of us may not connect with the emotions and family pressure Samira is going through but this is how a person deals with the problems when there is no emotional support least of all from their dear ones. So I want you all to be considerate of Samira's feelings.
The story has just begun( I know we are already in the 11th chapter) but every event has a role to polish the characters and the story for their main plots. We have a long journey to go through and this is where it all begins. Hope you like this chapter.

It was narrated that Abu Hurairah said:

"The Messenger of Allah said: 'An orphan girl should be consulted with regard to marriage, and if she remains silent, that is her permission. If she refuses then she is not to be forced.'"

Sunan an-Nasa'i 3270

At times, you will be abandoned in a place you found your very refuge. The home would feel cold and suffocating. The people who stood aligned with you will leave you alone amidst the raging storm. In the end, life comes down to only you against the storm, only you versus the storm.

"You are going to marry him, Samira. I don't want you to interrupt any decision that we make for you." Ibra said, ashamed of the event that transpired tonight. The situation was humiliating when Samira had rushed back to her room. Asif was aware of the turmoil she was going through, he just needed a little fun. Neither did he come with the intention of marrying her nor did he plan to win the heart of his never going to be in laws.

"This is humiliating." He jerked up from the sofa, his eyes infuriating. "Ammi, I can't tolerate a woman who behaves like this and is this clumsy." He spit it out. "Asif beta, I am really sorry on behalf of her. I believed she just freaked out." Ibra quickly took the tissue as she started to wipe his shirt. "Sorry, Mr. Qasim. Your daughter's behavior was unacceptable. We wanted a daughter-in-law who would represent us in society, but your daughter's behavior was inappropriate. She will degrade our family's reputation." Asif's mother snatched the tissue that Haaim was offering her as she fiercely wiped the soaked drink from her dress.

They left the house as everyone's head was low with humiliation. They made sure to proclaim the end of their purpose of the visit, but it was a business deal and a business deal demands profit that Samira was definitely bringing into the marriage.

"I am not going to marry him. You can marry me with anyone but not him." She reciprocated, her eyes glistening with tears. "Why? Is he the same man you broke up with?" Ibra put forth.
Samira stood there, her heart clenching with every word. "Samira, Asif's father, is my best friend as well as my partner in business. Marrying you to him would strengthen our bond even more. I don't see any problem here." Qasim confessed coolly.

"So I am just a business deal. You don't value me. Is this why you never told me that the guests are not coming to pay a visit but will ask something in return? " Her eyes were red and puffy from all the crying and abruptly she found herself in a war that she was certain she was going to lose.

"Don't create any mess. You have already ashamed us. I beg you, please don't add more to it." Ibra held her head. "Don't make it a huge problem, Samira." Ibrahim pitched in.
"Problem?" Samira inquired with her eyes burning with anger. "It may not be a big problem for you because it is happening to me." The statement intimidated Ibrahim and he further did not speak.

"Samira, I don't know why you are making this hard for everyone. We will finalize the day of your wedding with him this weekend and I don't want you to make it more complex than it is already." Qasim annouced. She shook her head, staggering back. "Where is my old father gone too? You never forced me against anything."
"Stay in your limits, Samira." Qasim recoiled.