Chapter Forty Seven

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Back in the living room, Alhaji Muhammad met Hajia Binta still on Zarah with a phone charger, whipping her from all angles while she screams. Maryam just sat there and watch while their step mother tries to stop Hajia Binta. Ibrahim was still at his standing position happy that Zarah too is collecting her own share of beating but she got nothing compared to what he went through and if they ever make it out of this house alive he will surely take out his revenge on her because she was the one that put him in such a situation.

Alhaji Muhammad didn't even bother to stop Hajia Binta from beating Zarah in fact he ordered Hajia Suwaiba to let her be.

"Hajia Suwaiba please allow her to do this, this girl needs this beating. If you can't add to it then don't try to stop it."

"But Alhaji she has beaten her enough, I am afraid kar tayi mata rauni, besides this is not going to change anything so please stop her." She pleaded with her husband but he wasn't having any of it.

"Let her get wounded din mana sai me? Ita din rauni nawa tayi mana?? What about the pain she made us all go through? Please I don't want to take out my frustration on you so just quietly sit down and watch and if you can't then you can leave. She should even be grateful that I am not the one handling her right now she would have been unconscious by now." That made Hajia Suwaiba to quietly take her seat back and watch as she was instructed.

When Hajia Binta was tired and exhausted from beating Zarah she took a seat panting while Zarah was still rolled up like a ball on the ground, crying out of pain. She struggled to get up but her body was sore from pain but she managed to sit up on the carpet, sobbing and crying her eyes out.

Alhaji Muhammad was pacing to and fro with his hands folded at his back. He was thinking of what to do to Zarah and Ibrahim to feel relieved. Whatever punishment he might give them will never be enough to compensate what they have done. Zahra was now sitting close to the door of the room ready to make a move if anyone tries to send her another slap or blow again. She knows today is the end of them, they are going to reap what they sow and she was just waiting for whatever decision her father will take. He stood still for a while before walking to Maryam who was now sitting on the couch staring at Zarah.

"Maryam I need you to stop crying and say something now. Ever since you sat down there you haven't said a single word. Please say something. I want you to pour out your heart today right here and right now before I take any decision." Her father said to her ever so gently. His words made her tears to dry up. For how long is she going to cry because of them? She has had enough now and not anymore. Even though Maryam is not the type that gets into fights or trouble but that won't stop her from pouring out her heart today. She has been a loving and extremely patient sister to Zarah and Ibrahim but she didn't get any love in return from them in fact all she got was hatred. So to hell with being sweet anymore, today she is going to give them a taste of their own medicine. She wiped her face with her palms before looking into her father's eyes and the pain she saw gave her more strength to do what she wanted to. She walked straight to Ibrahim and gave him a very hot slap and then she added another one. He became confused and terrified because never in his wildest dream has he ever thought that Maryam would ever slap him simply because he has been stepping on her for years and she has never retaliated.

"As if harassing me in islamiya school wasn't enough for you just because I rejected your love you still went this far to tarnish my image and my character. Do you even have an idea on what you have done to my reputation. Kazafin zina! You called me a prostitute and a whore just to satisfy your ego. Tell me what did you gain out of this? Does it make me to accept your feelings? Does it gave you anything beneficial? No it didn't, rather you put yourself into this situation. You look so pathetic and disgusting right now and if I would live a thousand years more in this world I would never ever want to set my eyes on you again, ever! Because you seriously disgust me. I don't hate you before I just didn't love you the way you wanted me to do because I still loved you as a sister but now I HATE YOU with everything in me and don't you even think that I will ever forgive you, not now not ever or well maybe some years later I can find it in my heart to do that because living with your hatred will even be toxic and a huge burden to myself and I can't live a second more with such toxicity. You know what I have never seen a bigger fool and a more stupid person than you in my whole entire life because for you to actually let a little girl to play with your brain and emotions for her selfish reasons then you have to be the fool of the year or century. Nonsense!"

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