Nikah never a mistake

I cant continue

Hot water streaming through her body was giving her a sense of releif. This was the eight time she was applying soap all over, but the feeling of being impure still remained. A near rape experience was something she never experienced and dint even dreamed in her worst nightmare.

The reflection,she saw in her bathroom mirror gave her a weird threat. It was true she was broken and afraid but now the question was how will she face him.

He saw her in the most vulnerable condition. Ther were many questions she needed answers from him like how is he always present when she needs someone the most. How is she back safe in her own apartment. Jafar was still ruling her mind.

"Asma you better drag your ass from that bathroom. Its been more than an hour" Barirah's loud banging and shouting brought her back.

"If you wont come now i'll break open the door. You dont know my power, girl" Barirah screamed.

As soon Asma stepped out,
"Oh my Allah have you been crying all the time." Her best freind hugged her and that was all Asma needed to empty her tear ducts.

"Sssshhh it was not your fault. Dont cry hayati all is fine Alhumdulillah. You are safe." Barirah tried consoling her freind.

"I......I cant.....continue." Asma managed to reply between her sobs.

"Are you insane, girl. Leaving in the last semester is not the solution. You cant just leave everything. What about your parents"
Barirah tried putting some sense in her freind.

"I'll talk with Baba about coming back" Asma tried defending to her freind.

"And what will you exactly say" Barirah questioned her with raised eyebrows.
"As far as i know you, you'll never say the real reason and uncle will never buldge for anything except a foreign degree" her freind tried explaining.

"Look around Asma you own an apartment in this freaking city all to yourself and in return what do your parents want, a degree thats it. You cant be a coward and hide yourself." Barirah tried explaining.

"After the incident i dont think i'll be able to face any body in the university. What will i do if i'll come across Benedict?" she questioned again tears streaming her face as she remebered the dreadful incident. Asma wanted to question about Jafar too but she stopped herself for now was not the time.

"Why are you worried about showing your face. You were not wrong honey. If it is someone who should run and hide his face, he should be Benedict" Barirah tried consoling her freind, wiping away her tears.

"Still i will not be the same girl. Let me call Baba and talk with him once" Asma replied.

"Okay fine go ahead" Barirah helplessly gestured.
She left Asma to talk with her father and decided herself to order pizza in order to raise her freinds mood.

As soon as she finished ordering, her phone beeped from a message by her husband enquiring about Asma. Barirah knew that it was Jafar, using her husband.

She gleefully replied to all their questions and even informed them about Asma's stupid idead about leaving the country. To which Ammar was very angry and he had told Barirah to try her best in stopping her.

When Barirah returned back to Asma the scene made her heart ache more for her freind and in an instant she knew that the call to Asma's parents was another worst memory to Asma.

For all Barirah could see was Asma crying with loud sobs on her bed and her phone lying on the floor.

Extremely sorry for the late update.....
I'll try updating faster.....