Chapter 7 - Two women and Two men, so who's the choice?

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t was one day until the wedding day, and Mariam seemed all nervous still. She got some stuff back for her house, but not able to even see pouchy again, she bought a new cat, this time naming her Diasy. She laid there playing make-over with barbie - something she do in her short-term spare time before
going back to create a digital abstract painting of landscapes, or vector-images. 

There was no email from him. She was sadden by his lack  of communication so much. Her friends came over to ask her, if she was still going to attend her wedding day. She nodded no. So none of her family
was coming. She didn’t even answer the calls from Jason Malik. 

The next day, Dana came back early in the morning apologising for leaving. “Sorry for leaving miss. i was just so angry at you for shouting and swearing at me.” I wanted to slam the door in her face but i had to be smart. “So, what is it you want now?”

“Just your acceptance of my apology. I do not need your help with  any Job. I will be marrying soon anyways.” A flash of smile came across her face. “To whom?” I said with a curious face. “He’s a very good guy. Would you like to meet him?” I shook my head as it seems it’s not Tariq. My heart felt more calm and more reassured. Perhaps i should attend my wedding today..I only have a few mins left, omg, I was suppose to be there at 8:30..and now its 8:25 am…oh no! 

I wanted Dana to help but she is not on duty. Before turning around she wandered off into her apartment. i quickly called a Taxi, because there is no way, I’m driving to my own wedding - how unclassy. The thought of calling my mother and everyone exhausted me, i didn’t have time. I did have a bath just in case , and so all i need is to grab my dress, make-up and carried in my taxi. When i get there at the Masjid they can help to dress me up - whoever is there.I looked on my phone that was switched off because i was so ignorant and bare missed calls and texts from Tariq’s mom saying he is here,
and ready to marry me. my heart jumped at that thought.

I realise how Jason was such a deceptive person - just ready to marry me. Finally my taxi was here. “Hurry I said!” I begged him, then 20mins later during phone-calling my friends and family, they all seemed disappointment but was still willing to come at the wedding party even if they were late.

I was now at the Masjid, i ran quickly in my jeans, and cardigan, and hoped straight into the bathroom,
got my wedding dress ready and before you know it, as i walked in the hall, i ran a bit, but walked very classically towards and upwards to mu future husband, Tariq.  He stood there with another girl, another girl in her own wedding dress - a girl so familiar to me - her name Dana. My eyes widen in shock…i stood thee in-between them. “What is going on?”

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“If a guy sees a girl so valuable, why should he use his own confidence and sacrifice it for his friend when he made the effort? Sorry but Tariq may be a thief, but he was a good thief. You were the one who didn’t make the effort so you do not deserve me. Only he does. And Dana …you can now go away.
I’m Tariq’s chosen girl.”

“That’s not fair! Tariq took me and pouchy to Portugal, and we spent some quality time there hiding from you..why would he do that if he truly loved you?” Dana said with her hands on her hips as if she is the Boss.

“Shut up, he was confused because of Jason Malik’s threat!”

“That’s right…it was all because of Jason Malik. He made me feel guilty as if i took you away from him. I couldn’t help but fell so deeply in love with you Mariam.” Tariq said with a crying voice, sounding so sincere.

“Friends help each other, so i only expected him to help me in this regards as i was way shy back then. He took most of my wisdom and uses his confidence along with it. All that he harboured was for himself - a selfish deceitful bastard whom i’ll never forgive. I cannot trust him. Hes a thief by nature, and if i were you, i would say marry me - i’m the real guy for you. I never stole from you. I remained patient throughout his  deceitful relationship with you. He only loves power anyways.” Jason Malik went on and everyone else was  watching this like a show. “And now my confidence has been built, i cannot watch him take you away from me completely. it’s not fair."

I looked at Jason Malik in pity. “But i knew Tariq ever since i was little, and fell so deeply in love with him. How can i not forgive the guy who stood by me all these years and want to  marry me?”

“You mean marry Dana. What if he had his eyes on her all along?’ He wavered his eyebrows. “He’s nothing but a their Dana, your maid has no bussiness marrying her Boss’s Fiance, and running off with him. He likes stealing. Try someone new and i promise you…do not make that mistake in marrying the wrong guy. if you ‘knew him’ for that long then you knew me for this long too. its only fair.”

Tariq. “So, who’s it going to be then Mariam? Me or him?” I looked at Tariq and then back at Jason Malik, someone who claims to be giving Tariq all the best advices when it comes to deal with me.

“Jason Malik you gave Tariq the best advice always didn’t you? Except that advice where you told him to lock off communication with me?”

“Yes, guilty for that…but that was for his own good. I deserved you.” Jason Malik said with a mischievous smile. 

“I do not deserve you.” Tariq said humbly. “Perhaps you should marry Jason..he was the one told me to ask for your number…i took advantage,,like i said…” he said gulping…”i couldn’t help but fell in love with you but right now i’m not the best for you.” A tear crawled along my face. This is unfair. I feel completely cheated on my whole life.

-------------------AUTHOR'S COMMENTS/NOTES -----------------------

SubhaanAllah! This is obviously getting hectic as more and more is being revealed, yet there is choices to make on the spot regarding the honest ones and the deceptive ones. Will Maryam end up marrying her childhood sweetheart or allow him to be finally stolen? Stay tune for more.  ;)

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