*Shehry POV*
Three days have been past since I took Juveria out. And I was going to meet her again today. Tumhare baghair nahi reh sakta ab Juveria. I think to myself and chuckle at my thoughts.
I wear a white buttoned shirt with blue jeans. I gel my hair and double check myself in the mirror. Theek to lag raha hoon na? I think to myself and run my hand through my hair which was on fleek. I run downstairs.
"Mom mein jaa raha hoon." I say and kiss my mom on the cheek.
"Jaao beta. Allahafiz." My mom replies sweetly. I walk out of the house and drive off to her house.
*Juveria POV*
"Juveria please mat ro. Meri baat suno. Sab theek ho jaaega." Sarfaraz consoles me.
"Kitne baar yahi ek baat bolo ge Sarfaraz? Tang aa gayi hoon mein ye ek baat sun sun ke. Meri kismat hi kharaab hai. Jab khushi milti hai to gham charo taraf se gher kar aati hai." I weep nonstop.
*Flashback*
I was sitting in my room with Sarfaraz and Bhai. We were laughing about some random topic when all of a sudden my door swung open and Imran uncle marched in
"Imran chacha... Aap?" I say as he stands in front of me filled with anger. I began to internally shudder looking at his anger filled eyes.
Bam!
A tight slap on my face makes me fall on the bed.
"Imran uncle ye kya?" Bhai asks shocked
"Sharam nahi aati ise? Do hafte mein iski shaadi hone waali hai aur ye ghair mard ke saath bahar phir rahi hi?" Uncle speaks in full rage.
"Kya matlab?" Bhai asks acting like he doesn't know
"Chup raho!" He screams at Bhai.
"Kahan gayi thi aur kis ke saath gayi thi?" Imran uncle asks me grabbing my hair and jerking me up. "Kahan gayi thi?" He asks when I dont reply him.
"Meine nahi bataungi." I reply boldly despite being in pain because my hair was in his grip.
"Bata!" He screams at me. "Kaun hai wo?"
"Nahi!"
"Kyun nahi bata rahi ho tum?" He asks fuming
"Kyun ki mein us se pyaar karti hoon!" I reply to him confidently. "Mein uska naam nahi loongi kyun ke mein uski zindagi katre mein nahi daal sakti. Naam bata diya to wo khamkha aap jaise buzdil log ke beech mein mar jaaega.. Aur mein ye nahi dekh sakti." Imran uncle slaps me again upon my response
"Wo kahan aur aap log kahan. Wo aap jaise logon mein se nahi hai jo sirf nafrat aur apne takat se apne icchaun ko poori kare. Neik dil insaan hai wo aur aap log ek hai jo apne aap ko bada kehte hai." He fumes in full anger
"Paison mein to bahut bade ho aap log lekin pyaar dene mein aur izzat kamane mein bahut chote ho... Aur wahan wo jo paison mein kam hai lekin pyaar dene mein aur izzat dene aur kamane mein bahut bada." I scream at him.
Aakhir kaar meine apne dil mein chupe baaton ko bahar aane diya. Ghut ghut ke mar rahi thi. Ab bahar aane diya. Bojh utar gaya. Bahut bura kiya meine lekin mein Shehry ki jaan khatre mein nahi daal sakti. I think to myself.
Imran uncle just stares at me with widen eyes... All filled with anger. My words left him speechless. He hurriedly walks out of the room leaving me with pain. I touch both of my cheeks in pain.
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أدب الهواةThis story is about a girl named Juveria Farooqui, whose parents get divorced. She is forced to stay with her dad and two cruel uncles, who beat her and keep her locked in the house. But, her life completely changed when she meets Shehryaar Asif. Th...
