I woke up the next day to the sound of birds singing. The sun was shining through the gaps of the curtains.
Slowly I got up my body aching and heavy. I made the bed opened the curtains and window. I saw the aftermath of last night rain storm. Leaves covered the wet ground.. cars driving past huge puddles.
Turning away from the window I got changed In to a black frock with black trousers.
I went to the bathroom washed my face and bushed my teeth. Then I went back to my room closed the door and began combing my thick locks. My mind went back to what happened that day.
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" Salsabeel hold on a minutes." Rashid called in a commanding tone.
" Yes Rashid. " I asked.
He's eyes showed hatred as he slowly came towards me. Humaira stood behind him.
"Once a slut always a slut." He seethed.
My eyes widened and chest tightened. I was confused. Were did this hatred come from? Just hours ago he was understanding and loving. What's happened to him now?
" Biya!" Humaira shouted.
Mum and dad came out of the living and in to the hall.
" Why are you saying this? What have I done." I asked. A lump began to form on my throat and I tried to swallow it down.
"First him now Hanzala! What kind of sicko are you? Do you really expect me to believe he's 15? Am not that dumb. Tall gene my ass."
What kind of sicko.... no phyco have I married. He thinks am having an affair with my cousin. My cousins. That's disgusting.
"Rahsid he's my cousin. i just cleared that up-" before I could finish my sentence, Rashid cut in angrily.
"don't give me attitude! what's this?! Arms out wide, shoulders forwards, eyebrows knotted. Maybe you've forgotten. "He held my neck ,strangling me. " but your married. To me. You must be faithful and loyal. To me."
Mum dad and Humaira begged him to let me go but he didn't listen. They began pulling arms hitting him with shoes but those hatred filled eyes never left me.
" your having an affair with two people while married to me." He chuckled " and your parents said you go to Islamic gathering have a vast knowledge of islam. "
By know my vision was going red and my head felt it was about to burst. I could hear the blood thumping in my ears.
" But enough is enough . " he lifted me up and banged against the nearest wall.
I could barely hear what he was saying know and mum dad and Humaira protest were dying out. The next thing I new I was thrown against the front door and I collapsed In to a heap.
Someone came and sat next to me shaking me and asking me something as took in huge audible gasps of air. My lungs began to hurt at how sharp i was breathing. Soon my vision return I could hear mum and dad arguing with Rashid. I heard Humaira next to me calling me over and over again.
" Am fine" I managed to say. Humaira helped me shakily to my feet.
"Ruby come down. " Rashid ordered. looking at me he said " you disgust me. ......Salsabeel Kausar. What a name. The names of the river of paradise ..... but the acts...... may god forgive us"
Ruby cane down with two suitcases. My suitcase.
" Am done with you" Rashid said angrily."I divorce you! I divorce you! I divorce you!"
YOU ARE READING
Life Is a box of Chocolates.
EspiritualSalsabeel Kausar is a shy anti - social woman of 20. she is a well cultured and the knowledge that she has about islam is in stone. Unfourtunatly, her short attention span gets het in trouble at times. Join her as she faces many twists and turns...