chapter 3

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Tury is glaring at me with rage in his eyes, leaning against the classroom wall, having just given me a push. His eyes are an unreal shade of red, and I can't bring myself to meet them. I lower my head in fear, pulling the hood of my black hoodie over me, perhaps to conceal my identity. For a moment, the strands of hair hanging in front of my face distract me from the person in front of me.
Then, teeth clenched, he grabs my collar and says,

-- "Why haven't you been to university for so long?"

Tury's strange question leaves me stunned, and I keep staring at him in disbelief.

-- "What do you mean? Did you get sick? Were you sitting in a waterfall at home again?"

Tury's questions keep surprising me. How does he know I got drenched and fell sick?

-- "Just stay quiet? Fine, stay quiet. I'm here to do what I came for."

Still staring at him, I try to comprehend what he wants to say.

-- "So, what's the deal?"

-- "You're going to marry me. Right now. You'll come with me to the registrar's office."

Tury's words make my head spin, and I struggle to figure out how to react. I'm trying to appear strong in front of Tury, but inside, I'm shaking with fear.

-- "Where are you taking me? Let go, I'm telling you. Even if I die, I won't marry you. You're a criminal. You've ruined my life. How could you think I'd marry someone like you?"

As I speak, Tury grabs my cheek and holds it firmly. Then, through clenched teeth, he says,

-- "You will marry me. I don't need your permission; I've made my decision.

-- "What do you mean by 'made your decision'? Have you forgotten that this is my life? I won't marry you ever.

-- "Shut up and listen. If you don't marry me today and at this moment, I'll make a video clip go viral."

-- "Video clip! Whose video clip?"

-- "A romantic moment between you and me from that day."

Tury's words make my head spin. What is he saying? How can a person stoop so low? Even after he did all that injustice to me that day, he's still not at peace. And now, he wants to make a video clip viral. Ugh!

-- "Do you realize you're like a beast in human form? How cruel can you be?"

-- "If you think I'll marry you just because of your threats, you're most welcome to try. Go ahead. Let everyone hear it. Will I be defamed? When I'm not in this world anymore, whose fear will this defamation be?"

Tury's grip on my cheek suddenly tightens, and his eyes turn bloodshot. I'm terrified, but I won't let Tury see me weak.

-- "I made that mistake that day itself. If I had finished myself off that day, I wouldn't have been a puppet in the hands of someone like you today. But what I couldn't do then, I'll do it today. If I'm not there, I'll see how you defame me. Today, I'll jump off this building's roof, I can't take this torture anymore."

As I leave the classroom, Tury grabs my hand and pulls me towards him, pressing a firm slap against my cheek. Holding both my arms, he leans in and says,

-- "Dying is your favorite hobby, isn't it? Alright then, let me help you. Actually, being good doesn't suit me at all. I told you nicely but you didn't listen. Fear didn't work either. Let's finish this once and for all."

-- "What are you saying?"

-- "Wait a minute, babe. You'll understand everything."Tury takes out his phone and starts making a call as if nothing happened.

-- "Hey, John. Take Heer's uncle and aunt and Ruhi to gunpoint. If Hira's madam isn't ready for the wedding, then they'll have to face the consequences."


-- Are you guys done ? Call them now for a video call. Surely, Madam would want to see their sweet faces one last time.

-- What are you talking about? Uncle-aunt, does Ruhi mean pointing a gun at them? Leave them alone, you have no enmity with them. Leave them alone.

Then suddenly a video call came on Turi's phone, and he held the phone in front of me. Uncle-aunt, Ruhi and a few others are in an unconscious state, and 4/5 guards are standing with pistols pointed at their heads, waiting for a signal from Tury. I couldn't figure out what to do. Since I lost my parents at a young age, these people are everything to me. I can't let these people die for my selfish interests. Without thinking anything else, I went to Turi's feet crying.

-- Please don't do anything, I'm willing to accept all your terms. Please leave them alone, Tury.

-- Guys, take the gun and go to Madam's uncle's house for a picnic. Today is your Sir and Madam's wedding. Enjoy.

Tury ended the call and lifted me up from his feet. Holding my hand again, he dragged me outside the classroom. This time he didn't lift the hoodie on my head. Everyone in college is looking at me and Tury. Rockstar Tury Ahmed Chowdhury looks at me with the girls as if the girls and boys are not closing their mouths. I am crying looking at Tury with a compassionate look. Maybe Tury has understood something. Suddenly he surprised me by picking me up in his lap. Now I feel like dying in embarrassment and anger. I wonder what he sees himself as. Walking with me in front of everyone, everyone is enjoying the show for free. Many have already started gossiping about me and Tury. Their taunting words are echoing in my ears but Tury doesn't even glance in their direction.

He made me sit in the car, fastened the seatbelt, and started driving. Within moments we arrived in front of registrar's office. Tears are flowing from my eyes. I'm going to play the last tune of life to save you all.

Tury took me out of the car and took me inside holding my hand. There are more people there. Two middle-aged men, two women, a girl of my age, and a boy of Turi's age. I don't know any of them. Tury told me to start the wedding. I had to accept what to do and the wedding happened. Marrying someone I hate, hating someone intensely.

At the end of the wedding, I'm sitting in a chair in registrar's office and Tury seems to be making a call. I don't understand what's going on. I'm sitting with my head down. Tury comes with a spray for pain relief and puts it on my feet. This time he started driving while sitting on the call. The destination is familiar to me, my uncle's house. I can guess what's happening.

As we arrive home, Tury calls me and as my aunt opens the door, she is surprised. Before I can say anything, Tury says,

-- Take Ruhi to her house and pack her necessary items. We'll leave now. Heer, you have just 10 minutes with her. Even a second more than 10 minutes won't be good.

I am terrified by Turi's words and keep talking to Ruhi and packing things. Ruhi may not react much, but there is a lot of noise outside. Surely, my aunt knows everything. Is it her fault or what, yesterday her son's wedding was fine with me and today I'm someone else's wife. They must have suffered a lot. But I had no alternative. I left without saying anything.

Suddenly, a slap hit me on the cheek, and it was my aunt who gave me the slap. I have nothing to say, I'm sitting with my head down. My aunt raised her hand again to slap, but before she could hit, Tury grabbed her hand.

-- Don't you dare. Now Heer is not just your daughter-in-law but my wife, Mrs. Heer Tury Ahmed Chowdhury. And Mr. Tury Ahmed Chowdhury didn't allow anyone to raise their hand on Mrs. Tury . I came here to take your blessings, which I may not get now, so there is no point in wasting time here. Let's go, Heer.

Tury held my hand and took me outside, and his guards kept my belongings in another car. I couldn't look at Turi's direction with so much hatred. Hatred for this man is so intense that I feel it's much better to be strangled by him than to be with him.

The car stopped at the gate of a huge house. But this house is not the one where I was brought on that day. Many people are standing in front of the door of the house, these people were in registrar's office. Maybe they are Turi's family. Tury took me inside the house.

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