Sufiyan pov~
I came back in my room and saw hadiya on bed siting quietly, the lights were dim and the room was beautifully decorated. I took a deep breath and close the door behind me she immediately look up, I turn around and locked the door behind me. I turn back to face her and saw her playing with her fingers and distracting herself, she seems to be very nervous. I can't even blame her for this... she's obviously young and allah knows what though she's having right now. I walk towards the bed and sit on the edge of the bed , I was looking at her but she was keep looking at her hands down . I raise my hand to touch her and held her hand but she immediately pulled it away. I didn't say anything she must be uncomfortable. I just nod at her reaction and took another deep breath and look around the room to think of an conversation... I gain guts and put my two fingers under her chin to make her look up
"Asalamualaikum??" I said knowing nothing else. Allah what do they do on their wedding night!!!
"Walekum assalam" she said. She seems confused and shift back a bit
"Are.. you uncomfortable? I'm sorry I didn't mean to" I try to start a conversation
"I..um... Washroom? Washroom.. where's washroom?" She said and i pointed towards the washroom, she went in and I lay down on bed holding my head in my palms. Allah Allah what do I do? This is hella awkward, she came out and i sit straight..
"You ok?" I asked she just hum, great she's all cold again aghh. She sit on the bed. I was looking at her face. Sitting this close to her for the first time and looking at her face this closely is like a dream
"You're beautiful allahumma Barik" the words escape my lips, I was mesmerized by her beauty she looked up and said "Jazakallahu khairan, you're also ..... Looking good"
"Are you saying this as a formality or..." I let out a nervous laugh. How can she make a neurosurgeon nervous? I literally talk with everyone and talk in front of thousands of people but in front of her my mind goes blank
"No.. you're actually.. handsome" she said and looked away. After a long silence she broke the silence with
"Dr sufiyan.." she said
"Yes wife of Dr sufiyan" I asked
"I- will you.. ever- like if I'm not comfortable with anything.. you.. will you ......force me to do so..?" She asked. She seems nervous and somewhat scared and she was stuttering a lot. Is she bothered with something? Is she scared?
"Force you? Absolutely not hadiya. You're my wife and your consent for everything matters the most. Why'd you say I'd force you anyways?" I was confused yet I'm trying my best to make her feel comfortable
"I.." she took a deep breath and was keep looking down at her hands "nothing." Is all she said, I can hear her heart beat go high and loud and I went to hold her hand but luckily she didn't pulled it away. The warmth of her hand was soothing yet it was not usually for a person to have such heat coming from their hands. I am a person who's hands were always cold and freezing it felt comfortable to hold her hand I looked up at her, the lights were dim so i couldn't make out what expressions she had on her face clearly. I was making circles on the back of her palm with my thumb. After a while I heard her sniff and a drop of tear fall on the back of my palm, and another. She was crying.
Hadiya pov~
As he held my hand I felt as if my heart will come out of my throat all the flashback and the screams coming in my mind. I tried very hard not to cry and show him that I'm weak.
-I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak-
One, two, three. One by one tears are flowing from my eyes and i sniff he put his hand under my chin and make me look up. By now I'm sure my eyes are red
"Hadiya. What happened? Did i... did I do something wrong? Did i said something?" He was worried. I looked in his eyes and they remind me of the darkest of dark forest. For the first time I got scared of his eyes. The tears start falling with more speed and i shift back he come closer to me and i shift back while crying. I remove his hand from my chin "get- away-" is only i could manage to say
"Hadiya.. what's wrong?" He said trying to console me
"Get away!" I said with more clear voice
"Hadiya meri jaan what's wrong it's me sufiyan. Tell me what happened" he said shifting towards me
"Get. Away!!" I said with a loud voice and he immediately stop where he was
"Okay. Okay" i raise his hands in front of his chest in protest "whatever you say ahelia" (wife) he got up while the tears are still flowing from my eyes "but could you tell me what happened?" He said and all i could think of making him go away so i throw pillow at him "ou what was that for?" he said
"GET OUT!" I almost yell and he walked out of the room. I cried there for a good few minutes, my head was in between my knees and I was crying and then i felt a hand on my back "hadiya Mera bacha?" (Hadiya my child) I heard sufiyan's mother. I look up at her and controlled my tears as she rubbed my back
"What's wrong beta? Did sufiyan said something?" She said and I come back to reality. I look around me to find sufiyan but he wasn't in the room. And I shook my head in no
"Then what's wrong why are you crying like this?" She was worried and she hugged me, as soon as she hugged me i cried in her arm like a kid. I miss my ummi the most today. I wish you were here with me today ummi I can't take this anymore I want to tell what happened but i couldn't. I'm keeping your promise ummi but I need more power ummi.
I was crying in sufiyan's mother's arms and she was rubbing my back. This was the first time in years I felt the presence of a mother near me
"Its all right beta let it all out" she said.
After a while i calmed down and looked up at her with my ruined makeup and red puffy eyes "sorry aunty i.. didn't -" she cut me in between
"Ummi" she smiled "I'm your ummi now, okay?" She said and i nod "now tell me what happened? Sufiyan must've said something, didn't he?"
I again shook my head "no ummi... I actually... Actually miss my .. ummi a lot... today.." I look down at my hands and start Fidgeting due to anxiety. She run her hand through my head once again "I can understand dear. But this is your home now and I'm just like your mother and you can go to your house tomorrow. Don't worry about that mera bacha" she smile softly. Somehow her smile comforts me a little I nod a little and she kissed my forehead "are you feeling better now?" She asked and i lie,and i slightly nods "good now, I'll send sufiyan here okay?" She said and got up. A chill run down through my spine and I didn't respond and walked out of the room and call out for sufiyan but no response came. Humera came in and said "bhai left for masjid on his bike ummi"
"WHAT? WHY? It's his wedding night! He should be here to comfort his wife, what is he doing. Ya rab this boy" she sound angry and she walked back into my room
"Beta i guess he went to pray tahajjud he'll be back soon inshallah till then you can change, okay? And if you want i can stay here with you" she asked with a rescuing smile. how can I bother anyone when my own husband is nowhere to be found, I gave her a weak smile and said "it's alright ummi, you can go and sleep I'll also change"
It's been 2 hours and I'm STILL waiting for him to come home. Soon it'll be fajr, I lean back on bed and set my back with the support of the bed, i close my eyes for a while it was getting harder and harder to keep them open
I woke up by the azan. The voice seem familiar to me it gave me somewhat peace.
I get up and walked towards the bathroom and changed my clothes got ready for fajr
After fajr I saw the window in his room and stand near it. Looking at our old house and all the happy memories came back Flooding and a small smile creep out on my lips. Then the screams and the horror a drop of tear escapes from my eye and the next thing I felt was two strong arms around my waist hugging me from behind
NOW NOW NOW THE REAL STORY BEGAINS, THEY'RE MARRIED AND NOW THEY HAVE TO DISCOVER EACH OTHERS SECRET. WILL THEY BE ABLE TO HELP EACH OTHER???
JUST WAIT ANND VOTE. , MUCH LOVE
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