Forbidden Love

Prologue and Chapter 1

Prologue

Saba was looking at Asma who was signing papers of her Nikkah. Fear was rippling in her orbs and she was anxiously gazing at everyone. While looking at her anxiety and face, flashes of her nikkah’s day floated in front of her orbs.

Two beautiful souls got one due to some misunderstanding. Saba and Sahir had uncertainty, fear and anger on their faces while they were signing nikkah pages. 

When Saba signed the paper for the third time, her eyes traveled toward Asma who was standing near her while grinning. Pain encapsulated her heart as her best friend had betrayed her. This best friend spread rumors about her that caused her to marry her teacher without her consent. This pain and betrayal was killing Saba at the time of her nikkah.

She shook away that memory and glanced at her husband, Sahir, with a bright smile on her face. Life has become a bed of roses in the company of this soft-hearted soul. 

“Baba!” 

The voice of a four-year old kid broke her trance and she gazed at the kid who was standing near the groom. Looking at the groom, her mind again slipped into the past.

“Asma has no shame! First, she accused Saba wrongly and now she was in the room with a boy Kashif. She has no dignity.” An aunt was saying these words in the marriage ceremony of Asma's sister.

The notification ring of her mobile again broke the chain of her thoughts and she gazed at the mobile to find one of the messages of her freelance client on Instagram. She opened the message and gave a quick response to him. Closing his message, her gaze fell upon the message present beneath her freelance client’s.

It is the message of Asma she received almost one month ago. 

“I am sorry”

These words were prominent in the long message of Asma at which she took a deep sigh.

“Let's go and eat.” Sahir reached her and said at which she averted her gaze from the screen and smiled at him.

“Yes, let's go.” She replied with a smile and a grateful heart for having a peaceful married life with this human.

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Chapter 1

"Asma Khalid, kindly give us your consent for the marriage."

Maulvi's voice echoed into the room where the bride, groom, Saba, Sahir, their parents, and a few relatives were present.

Clad in fawn color maxi which had golden embroidery on the upper body with a red dupatta covering her half face, Asma's anxious being was nervously eyeing every individual present in the room.

There was murderous intent burning in her father's eyes, and Asma could see a prominent warning of "Don't commit any mistake" in her mother's orbs.

Her anxious eyes glided toward her stranger groom whose face was burning due to fury. He was glaring at her at which irrational fear seized her being.

Averting her gaze toward the Maulvi who was patiently waiting for her reply, she murmured "I do."

That's it!

It was the last time she was supposed to utter these two words and her fate was linked to the person sitting beside her.

Now, Maulvi was asking the groom for his consent.