His Imposed Wife

Chapter No 30

"I have found her everywhere she is nowhere," said Saliha, sadly.
Kashan took a deep breath. His tall figure and broad shoulders were looking so appealing. The white hoodie he was wearing stretched around his shoulders.
"She is my twin Saliha, you will not find her right now, she wants to sit alone for a while," he said.
Suddenly they heard car tires screeching. They turned, and a white car stopped in front of the house. Hunza's house was indeed so big. Houses in these societies are always huge and luxurious.
A man came out of the house. He looked like he was in his early 50s.
"No, not now," muttered Kashan. The man shut the car's door and he looked so angry.
"Who is he?" asked Saliha.
"Have you not seen the resemblance?" asked Kashan without looking at her. Then she noticed that the man had a lot of resemblance with Kashan. Especially the shape and color of his eyes.
"Your dad," Saliha said in a whisper.
The man looked so pissed off. He walked inside the house angrily and after that, they heard quarrelling.
"What is happening? We should stop them," said Saliha worried.
She tried to walk in because the noises and screaming were so loud and Saliha remembered the abuse she had gone through when her uncle was forcing her to get married. Kashan took her hand and it was the first time he touched her. She felt electricity and looked at him instantly and shook his hand away.
"I, I am sorry," he said. There was an awkward silence in them.
"You son of the bitch, you think I don't know you slept with my friend last night so why are you angry if I slept with your brother?" screamed a woman, Kashan's mother. Saliha's eyes went wide open over the revelation.

"Come on Saliha, I don't want you to hear this shit," Kashan said and walked towards the parking lot. He looked so exhausted.

She walked behind him.

He was driving silently while looking ahead in front of the road.

"Kashan, I am sorry," she said.

"No, it's okay Saliha, I am not that much embarrassed, it is the truth of my life," he said, smiling half.

She remained quiet.

"We were five when we first discovered Dad's affair with his assistant. I remember how my mother broke down," he said, his voice indicating how much pain he was in.

"Mom turned herself towards alcohol, even Dad did not care and began his freaking womanizer quest," he said, angrily.

She looked at him, his eyes were turning red due to anger. "Kashan, stop the car," she said.

He took a deep breath.

"I don't think you are in the right condition to drive," she said. "No, I am fine," he said.

"So this is the reason Hunza turned rock," Saliha asked, firmly. He nodded.

"She does not believe in love," he said.

"Your parents had a love marriage?" she asked. He chuckled, bitterly.

"It would be the last thing on earth if this marriage has to do anything with love," he said. "It was a damn political marriage, Dad was rich, so did my mother and to grow a business, they got married," he said.

Saliha took a deep breath, she was feeling anxiety suddenly. His words remind her of the day when she got married to Roman. Their marriage was not different from Kashan's parent's marriage but it was not for business or any other shit.

"If I and Roman turned that way?" she thought and the next scene was giving her a panic attack.

She took a deep breath.

"Kashan, I don't know which good words I should tell you so you would feel better because I don't know how to use words but you and your sister are the coolest people I ever met," said Saliha.