Chapter-4

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Maryam & Yarden were sitting in front of each other including her family members. A curtain made of flowers was hanging in front of them making two partitions. At one partition Yardan, her father and her brothers were sitting. And, in another partition, she and the female members of her family were sitting. A moulvi(priest) was also here to perform the Nikah.

Today is Yardan & Maryam's Nikkah(wedding) and everyone is happy except the groom and bride

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Today is Yardan & Maryam's Nikkah(wedding) and everyone is happy except the groom and bride. Maryam was wearing a white colour gorgeous sharara and looking breathtakingly beautiful.

The make-up did a good job of hiding that Mark on her face that her father gifted her

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The make-up did a good job of hiding that Mark on her face that her father gifted her. But, the heavy make-up couldn't hide the gloominess on her face. Her eyes were blurring with water and she was crying silently but due to the red dupatta(stole) over her face, no one could see her tears. Even if someone notices her tears, what will happen? Nothing. Because nobody cares about her.

Yardan was wearing his usual clothing according to his culture. He was wearing a white kandura with white kifayah and black agal. He never changes his dressing style whether it's a wedding or a party. The wristwatch which was made of pure gold was screaming the wealth he has.

Looking at his facial expression no one can guess the storm that was ripping apart everything inside him

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Looking at his facial expression no one can guess the storm that was ripping apart everything inside him. The guilt of marrying someone else was killing him from inside. He felt like he is doing an injustice to Mehzabin. But, remembering her lifeless face and his kid's faces he glanced at Maryam. Though he couldn't see her face, his jaw clenched automatically due to anger.

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