A Second Chance.

Chapter 38.

2 Chapters Left. 1 will be updated by tonight Insha-Allah and Epilogue will be out tomorrow. I am sorry sorry I promised to post it today but I am busy with the preparation of Shab-e-Barat. Hope you all understand it. Anyways, here is the chapter. Enjoy! :)

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Hussyan.

"Sir, you have to leave to meet your mother in 20 minutes." My secretary says through the intercom and I nodded.

"Thank you for informing me." I turned it off and leaned back on my chair, closing my eyes thinking of everything happening here.

It has been 6 months since I saw Sila last time. I tried to call her, but she went away and I don't know where. I want to know, but I also know that they all think it like a wrong way and again, do something to bring her back in my life. I only called her because Arsalan wanted to see her. I am shocked that she didn't even come to meet Arsalan before leaving. Now, I started to feel whatever she says about her love for Arsalan was all fake.

Since she left me again, things have changed in my life. After Mom, Dad knows about my divorce, they are forcing me to marry Aisha. At first I told them I don't want to but now I think I should do it as I saw her taking care of Arsalan but not like Sila and Mehwish, still she try to take care of him and I think she start accepting Arsalan as her son. I don't want anything but to see my son happy. That was the reason I actually marry Sila. I was snapped back to reality when I heard my phone ring. I quickly straighten myself and pick up my phone before sighing. It was Mom. My eyes shift to the time and my eyes widened when I notice I was late to meet them. I quickly stood up and starts packing my things.

"Sorry Mom, I was just busy in some work. I will be there soon." I say as soon as I pick it up before it get cut. I stop when I heard her chuckling lightly.

"Don't worry about it Syan. Take your time. I just called to inform you that Aisha will also go with us and we will be shopping for her as well." I clench my hand into fist and try to control my anger when I heard that.

"But Mom, why she has to come with us? Can't she go with her parents? Don't you remember what she did last time." I am annoyed that she is coming with us. We are going to shop for this so called marriage. This marriage will be for her, but for me it is a contract that she will get money if she marry me with no term and conditions or any signing the papers.

"I do remember everything Syan. Don't worry about her behaviour. I told her about it. Just pick us up from her house." She says and hung up without waiting for my reply. I slammed my phone on my desk and take few deep breaths to control my anger. She maybe starts taking care of my son, but for me she is nothing. She will never get a place in my life, but only name as Mrs. Hussyan Sheikh.

I quickly pack the rest of my things and walk out of the office then building. I walk toward my car and sit in before pulling it out from the parking. I sigh heavily as I drive on the street and think about Arsalan. He is not doing well. My son who used to be loud and cheerful is now all silent and he barely talks to anyone beside Maham and Ahmed. He didn't even want to talk to me as I let his Sili go away without meeting her. I know I did bad by hiding and breaking my promise. He didn't even know if Aisha didn't tell him about it. That time I just wanted to kick her out of my house and I would've done it if Mom Dad wasn't there.

Tomorrow is the day she was waiting for all those years. She will be excited, but not me. Sometimes, I didn't even understand myself. Who I am? Wedding toy? Who can be used by anyone anywhere? First, I married Mehwish. It was what I want and I didn't regret it. Then they tried to marry me with Aisha but thankfully Sila safe me at the last moment by agreeing to my deal, but now I had no one to save me from this. Even Maham and Ahmed turn their back to me and they are only coming tomorrow to complete formalities.

I park my car in front of Aisha house and honk twice to let them know that I am outside. After a few minutes, they came out. My eyes shifted from Mom to Aisha and I sigh mentally shaking my head. She wear ripped jeans with bright pink top and her face was covered with makeup. I don't know how could she spend her all day in tight clothes and with makeup caked face while in these hot days.

"Assalam-o-Alaikum Mom." I give my Salam with a small smile. She replied with a smile and start talking to Aisha about her new wedding dress that she chose in some designer magazine. I don't even understand why they have to waste their time and money in selecting designer dresses. Mehwish didn't demand me to buy any designer dresses for her.

"Why are you so quiet?" Aisha asked from the backseat. I rolled my eyes at her and glance at Mom to see her doing something on her phone.

"I am not used to people talking this much when I am driving. If you want me to be normal, then I suggest you to keep your mouth shut so I could concentrate." I say with a sweet smile as she glared at me. Mom slapped my arms and mouthed me 'behave' making me sigh.

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"How about this one?" Mom asked me as she show me a cream sherwani with light golden work but I shake my head. I look at other designer pieces and sigh heavily. I don't know why they want to buy a new one when I already have one.

"Mom, why don't you and Aisha go and select a dress for her while I see what I want." I suggest to her. She sigh and nodded before going to Aisha, who was already in the bridal section trying different dresses. I close my eyes and groaned mentally. I open my eyes and walk out taking my phone out of my pocket. I dial Maham number and wait outside of shop for her to pick it up. After 3 rings she pick it up, but before I could say anything she cut me off.

"Arsalan is fine. Don't worry about him. Go make shopping for your wedding." She says blankly making me swallow.

"Maham listen to me, I-" I was again cut it off with her.

"There is nothing left to listen Bhai. Enjoy your day with your soon-to-be wife." With that she hung up. I sigh and close my eyes as I feel my heart clench seeing my sibling who was always there for me whenever I need them, going away from me. Without anyone by my side I feel so lonely. There is no one for me. I am all alone, again.