What will you do?!

Episode-2| THE NEW ME !

THE NEW ME !
1years later

When your marriage of 10 years end.

When your husband marry your friend and take away all your business, you're bound to be heartbroken, but then, when the Almighty Allah is truly on your side you'll be okay, better and strong.

Sultan promise me a lifetime of togetherness, family and friends used to warned me that i won't be able to fit in his social class, that i will suffer if i marry him, but his love and promises made me ignored them and marry him.

That's why for the past one year i was strong: I try to, getting over someone who shove you away from their life when you least expect that, when you're in love with them, was so hard, like seriously hard.

But i manage, after i found the information that they went on their honeymoon. And when i saw the evidence that they were really behind my attempt-murder, and took away what was my family right.

And no matter how i wanted all this to be the most heartbreaking dream it wasn't, it was the reality.

A really Hard one!

I angrily hit the punching bag, strongly. It's some sort of pain reliever to me.

After hitting it for until i felt relief, I hold and leaned on it while heaving a very deep breath.

I hate him so much for separating me from my family.

And the fact that i can't see them made me hate Sultan and Yasmin so much more for every passing day, i love them both so much and i guess the love turn into a very deep and piercing Hatred.

I removed the boxing gloves from my hands and make way to the door, after opening it, my huge room appeared and i sit on a studio couch in the balcony.

The morning air hit my face, i closed my eyes taking it in.

The last time i shade tears was when My Dad pass away, and for the past one year, i just wanted to cry for what my life turn to, but my heart turned into something else.

I struggled to cry, sleep and even enjoy life.

The once sweet Mariam Mashasha who was gentle with all her husband's tantrums, and the Mariam that always exhale everything her in-laws said about her not fitting into their simple lifestyle was long gone.

Now Mariam Mashasha couldn't even give a genuine smile, a force one that wasn't from her heart was all she can manage.

I moved on my feet and head to the work in closet, looking at the mirror, i gather my hair in a high bun.

My eyes watch the scar that started from my neck and disappeared behind my nape, to my back, and then they went to my leg that had another reddish brown scar from the knee to the middle.

These scars on my body and heart is a remainder that I'll, and i have to get my Revenge no matter what.

I was a 23 when i met Sultan, and from that day i couldn't have a single day of happiness, after two years of dating and trying to convince my mom, we got married.

I try my best to fit into his household, it was a normal middle class, on top of trying, his mom had pleasure in mocking me for doing just a slightest mistake.