I sat in the car, we were driving at a normal speed when a ping.. Caught our attention he told me,to check it for him ,
It was so heart warming , I don't know but it felt soo couples thing to do ,
I checked his phone "it's a text from an unknown number ,saying why aren't you texting back ." he frowned
Ping.. "it's another msg from the same contact ,it sa..says ahm Its me wareeshay" his frown deepened ,"leave it ."
I placed the phone back where it belonged ,
As I stared out of the window , watching the now Grey sky ,with white clouds ,I was deep in my thoughts as a question escaped my mouth , softly "since when did you fell for wareeshay "
Aryan hit the brake ,with a sharp screech the car stopped , she didn't noticed he was fast driving ,before ,"shut up "
"I am your wife I have this right ,our wese bhi ap mano na mano dastakht ka dhabba tho lag chuka hai ,/well no matter what you say we have signature stamped the marriage contract "
He inhaled and said "Get Out "
"wha..What? "
He stood up opened the door and pulled me out by my wrist ,
"I said get out "
Just like that the happy hours ended my brain was blank and tears were threatening to come out as I took sharp breaths and looked around scared , I wanted to tell him to please take me with him but he didn't stopped at all ,after finishing the sentence he drove his car so fast that I couldn't see him in the other second ,I wished for him to not get too angry and be safe ,because I .. I should not have asked but still I have the right to know ,and ..
I couldn't justify the situation anymore , for a while I was there standing staring at the sky ,then my feet then at the road where he left on the day when he just became my everything ,
He may not know ,but legally all I have is him now ,it's only him ,A lone tear betrayed me as it left my eye sliding down my cheek and getting absorbed by my hijab ,
I holded back on the hardest days of my life where I had no one ,literally no one but now that I have this only person ,I can't stand it ya rab ,I can't see him in pain ,I can't even endure this pain as it is from love ,
I am aching.. Aching soo badd that I think I might die ,I might loose my contiousness,Controlling my inner thoughts I walked along the foot path shivering in cold ,rubbing my hands together ,thinking how will the night end? I guess on the floor! Or just by me walking towards ...
I couldn't finish the sentence as I didn't realized ,I still don't have a place to call home ,even though the lady gives me soo much love I don't know her name yet she loves me like her own daughterBut I am not . I am just me ,
Honk..honk.. I looked at the car beside me ,inspecting the driver ,when I realized it was Zoya ,
"behen chal ghar chalty hai "
Ghar =home ,she said let's go Home ,Is that my home now that I married him ,
The whole ride was in silence neither of us spoke ,there wasn't anything to speak of ,so I stayed silent and upon arrival ,I stepped out and ran up to my room not waiting for her or anyone ,
I went to the room and closed the door behind me ,did my wuzu,placed the prayer mat and prayed my prayer after which as I couldn't think of anything and was feeling suffocated I removed the hijab and Abaya , as I sat on the bed and poured myself a glass full, of water ,
My throat felt soo dry ,that I couldn't even breath ,I gulped the water in one go and inhaled deep breaths as I was at a lose for oxygen ,
My hand involuntarily went to my chest as my heart was aching ,and my brain was blank ,
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