𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 37

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M e h r b a n o




Human hates.

I never understand how a person can hate another person so much that they forget, the other person is also a human who feel pain in his heart.

I have never understood why my father and Ehan hated me so much.

My so called father's eyes were fixed at me. They were red as blood, cold as ice, they never had any warmness in them ever for me. They had some kind of disgust in them as if I wasn't a human but a piece of trash that was destined to be thrown out of the house.

"Bilkul apni maa ki tarah ho tum" He finally uttered those words but not happily or mesmerized by our uncanny resemblance but only in hatred.

"Itni salahiyat nahi hy tum main ke ek shadi chala sako" His words were venomous.

(You are just like your mother. You don't have the ability to make a marriage work)

He used to talk to my mother in this tone and venomous words. I have heard him talking to my mother in such a way needed. His tone was always dominative and insulting with her.

I can imagine how everytime he talked to her, my mother had felt a sharp pain her chest. I could feel her pain, which finally ended her life.

There was no remorse in his voice. He was calm and composed as I and my mother mattered nothing to him.

Never we ever did.

"If not her, then you should have had that ability" First time in my life I threw his words back at him.

And he was utterly shocked at my reply. When did he expect me to speak up to him.

"Shut up! That's how you talk to your father" He suddenly roared, anger visible in his eyes.

"You-aren't my father!" I said difficulty. I wasn't able to hold back my tears.

"Then what the hell are you doing in my home. You and your spineless mother spent all your life at my expenses. And now you are showing eyes to me" He said further in the same tone.

"She wasn't spineless. Don't mention her like that. She is dead" I pleaded.

"Acha hua mar gai. Warna tumara apne jesa hal dekh ke zaroor mar jati" He didn't realize the gravity of his own words.

(It's good that she is already dead otherwise she could have died watching you)

"Why do you hate us so much? We never really did anything to deserve your hatred" I genuinely asked him with tears in my eyes.

What was even our fault?

He married my mother. He fathered me. How could we become evil in any of it. We were the victims.

"Because you both were unwanted" He yelled.

I nodded my head at him and wiped my tears. Yes, we were unwanted. He wasn't wrong to say that but he was the one who made us unwanted at the first place.

"Right" I nodded, looking behind at his family. They were watching us from the behind. They were wanted and I wasn't.

"My mother is already dead and from now on I am also dead for you. This chapter of your life will end today. I just came to you that I am leaving this house of you. I won't trouble you with my unwanted presence in your life. Don't worry I won't burden you with myself anymore. From now on you are free from the curse of Sehar and Mehrbano. Thank you for spending your money on us although it was our right. Goodbye!" My lips quivered as I completed.

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