Her_Loveless_Marriage🇵🇰 [On HOLD]

||40.||- Echoes of the past

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Midhat was sitting in the kitchen behind the door, crying, when she heard footsteps approaching. She quickly stood up, covered her face, and went to the kitchen sink to rinse some apples. She flinched when a hand touched her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me. I won't go near your family again," Midhat said with a shaking voice, still crying.

"Shhh, Bhabhi, we are here to see you," Iman said.

"No, I can't turn around or he'll punish me," Midhat thought to herself.

"Bhabhi, won't you allow us to talk to you?" Aliya asked.

"What do you guys want to say?" Midhat asked hesitantly.

"Wow, Appi, did you hear that? Her voice is so sweet," Zara said dramatically, placing her hand on her chest. "You have just captured my heart, Bhabhi," she added, winking at Midhat even though she wasn’t looking at them.

"Bhabhi, will you continue letting us stand here?" Mahni asked, putting her hands on her waist.

"Sorry, ma'am. Where can we talk?" Midhat asked.

"How about we go to the garden?" Sana suggested.

"Okay, you guys go first. I'll come after I finish rinsing these apples," Midhat said.

"Bhabhi, promise us you'll come," Zara said, pouting.

"Yes, I will," Midhat promised.

The girls used the backdoor in the kitchen and went to the garden, spreading a carpet for all of them to sit on.

"Wait, where is Bhabhi?" Mahni asked.

"Didn't she just say she was coming?" Iman replied.

"Not her, I mean Sania Bhabhi," Mahni clarified.

"She said she's sleepy, so she's in the room," Aliya said.

"So, I guess we will tell her the feedback when she wakes up," Mahni said.

"You're right," Zara nodded.

Midhat finished rinsing the fruits, took some on a tray, and left the kitchen. As she was about to go to the garden, she bumped into the person she had been avoiding.

"Where are you going?" Saif asked sternly.

"I... I..." Midhat stammered.

"Did a cat get your tongue? Answer me, where are you heading?" Saif demanded.

"They said they want to talk to me, so we will meet in the garden," Midhat said, her hands shaking from the way Saif spoke to her.

"Who? Your village people?" Saif asked.

"No, your sisters," Midhat replied.

"I warned you to stay away from my sisters. Give me the tray," Saif said, taking it by force. "Go back to your space. Don't roam around."

"I'm sorry, please forgive me. I promise I never intended to marry you," Midhat said, going on her knees to beg Saif.

"I don't care," Saif said and left.

Midhat stood up and went back to the kitchen, then to the storeroom where Saif had confined her, saying it was her new room until they returned to Lahore. She went inside, closed the door, and lay down on the floor, crying. She took out a small album from her bag, containing her parents' picture.