Daneen.. Her LOVE Story

Leaving everything behind..

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The door finally opened. This was the moment I have been waiting for a long time but now I had no idea what I'm gonna do. My heart was pounding and I was afraid if he could hear it. I wanted to look at him but I didn't dare moving my gaze that was digging holes in the bedsheet. 

Slowly I sensed his presence on the bed. He sat beside me leaving some distance.

"Umm... mom told me to give this to you." He said after a pause. Giving me a small box. He didn't even give me a chance to reply. He just placed the box there and headed for the bathroom. The voice of a running shower got me back to reality. I stared at the red box and something inside me broke. I always heard about this moment to be the most special moment of a husband and wife's relationship. When a wife gets her first gift from her husband. He sealed it with promises of love, respect and a secure future. I felt a tear dropped from my eye.

No more tears Daneen you have chosen this life. You will have to make it better.

I wiped the tears and opened the box and found a ring. I examined it, it was beautiful but it didn't touch my heart like it should. Still I wore it and stood in front of a mirror  and something came back to me that happened ages ago.

Flashback..

Grade 5. Annual function's rehearsal.

"Daneen can I take your role. Please I want to be a princess too." Sadaf was requesting me, for a long time, for this role.

"Do you think you can be a princess. Have you seen the mirror lately. Only I can do this role because I'm the princess and I don't have to act for that it's natural." I said and looked at her. She had tears in her eyes and she was looking at me with hatred.

Flashback ends..

I was a brat in school but I had no idea that I will have to pay for my mistakes now. I used to think of myself as the most beautiful girl in my class and I used to brag about how my husband will be lucky to have me. And I got a reality check and trust me it was painful. I silently asked for forgiveness from Allah SWT and started taking my dupatta off. I knew he wouldn't spare me a glance and I was hating my outfit. It was suffocating me. I took it off, tearing it a little in process. When I turned around he was standing there eyeing me with a puzzled expression. I placed the dupatta on the stand and took my clothes and walked to the bathroom. No way, I'm wearing those stupid nighties they gave me.

It took me a long time to untie my hairs and remove the makeup. When I finally came back. I saw him lying on the floor. Seriously, this man is getting on my nerves.

Without a word I lied on the bed. But I couldn't sleep. I heard he was awake too. After half an hour of tossing and turning I called him.

"You can come up and sleep on the bed." I wanted to add I don't turn into a witch after midnight.

I told him to come on the bed. What he would be thinking about me. But what else could I have done. He was uneasy on the floor.

It took him some time but he finally lied beside me. On the far end of the bed I must add. 

I tried to ignore the thumping of my heart and the uneasiness in my stomach but couldn't. We had our backs to each other but I could tell that he was also having trouble sleeping. That whole night, we spent ignoring each other like a plaque. When I felt my eyes closing, my alarm started beeping. I turned it off and sat up. I glanced at him. He seemed to be sleeping. I performed ablution (wudhu) and offered fajar.