What will you do?!

Prologue

THE BETRAYAL!

I squeezed the paper that was in my hand, my eyes moving around my Mom, uncle and brother.

Looking back at the paper again, i couldn't help but let out a smile-which was not from my heart.

This paper I'm holding, is the end of my so-called forever.

After witnessing the death of my father, I'm now holding onto my divorce paper which was sent through a delivery boy, the divorce paper came along with another paper that shakes every person who ever love my family.

My uncle, my mom and my sisters were busy talking about everything.

You must be wondering who I'm right?

I'm Mariam Usman Mashasha! The daughter of Shariya & Usman Mashasha.

Life was so perfect for me before two weeks ago; it all started when my beloved father fell down in his office, stroke following after.

Since then, our family's happiness shortened as we watch our pillar and backbone laying on a hospital bed, the bed were he took his last breath.

What we go through was something hard, heart wrenching and everything in between.

As his mourn took place, i starts to feel how he was drawing away from me, but i didn't take it to heart—because i had so much on my plate.

I call him to tell him I'll be staying with my family since they need me, a single 'yes' followed back, which was strange.

Normally he'll whine about missing me!

Now he sent my divorce paper followed by some papers which clearly state that everything my father ever earn now belonged to my husband—Sultan Bakeer.

I meant ex husband.

How?!!!

I stood up, ignoring all the talks from my mom who's saying how she knew that one day, Sultan will definitely shows his true colors.

I hop on the back seat of the car after telling the driver to take me home. I just hope and pray this isn't true, because i struggled before marrying Sultan.

Looking at the two papers which were now literally hanging my trust for Sultan at a clip, I sat uncomfortably and impatiently until we arrived at my destination.

I looked at the gate of Sultan and mine house which was crowded, people were coming in and going out, dressed beautifully as though some kind of celebration was going on.

My eyes fall on him the moment I enter the living room. Standing before him was his mom, beside him a woman.

"May your marriage last forever, May you be blessed with beautiful and good children!"

These words that came to me from Sultan's aunt.

"Sultan?!" I question, unbelievably.

Different pairs of eyes fall on me, they all looked at me from head to toe, disgustingly and as though I'm a stranger.

"Mariam?!" Sultan stood up but the woman next to him hold onto his palm. "What are you doing here?" He asked, annoyance lacing his voice.