That Is Where My Heart Resides.

26.Mahoor

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Am I just hanging onto all the words he used to say back then?

"Oh so this is Mahoor?", the girl snapped wide eyed,her eyes full of hatred as she narrowed her eyes on me,raising her right brow up and scrunching her nose as if I was the worst thing she had ever seen in her life;more of a roach.

I could feel like just going and then slamming her with my tightened and rock like fists,more like balls,so she could just bleed profusely and then not even dare to say such and such about me ever in her life.

It felt as if I was just trapped and prisoned in a nightmare,shaking,trembling,
terrified,afraid;my nightmare didn't just happen once.But still I never meant to start a fire,and never meant to make anyone bleed,I just wanted to live a life that isn't miserable,that isn't full of torture,that demands love and care,that is full of cheerfulness and even a little bit of sadness,as life is like a piano,white keys show happiness and black keys sadness but remember both when played together give sweet music.

How can I really explain it to him that it is only a matter of few days then he could simply live his life his way without me interfering?

"Mahoor will be living with us", Omer commanded,a mere strictness in his deep masculine voice.

"Remember this Omer,it will either be me or her,there is no in between,I mean how can Sofia and Danial even live with her?They are definitely not going to accept her you know?", she whined not even considering the fact that I really was standing there and listening to all her arguments and complains about me and unfortunately I couldn't do anything.

"I can't listen to your complaining right now,what is decided by me will remain unchanged and you don't have a right on her,remember that thing", Omer raised his voice while that woman just rolled her eye balls on me.

"Mahoor you will be living in that room", Omer said pointing towards the corner and I nodded in affirmative.

It wasn't clear if he had yet told Phuppo everything about this house and this woman and even though these two children,Sofia and Danial.What would just happen if she hears all this or get to know about all this?Or maybe she really knows it and tries to pretend that I don't think that she knows.But why is this tearing me apart so hard?

To me she wasn't just a normal girl,by normal I was referring to  pakistani.She wasn't dressed in a way,how most Pakistani woman were with some feelings of respect and shame.But she wore a loose white shirt almost revealing her chest and her collar bones,her hands were covered in some sort of a tattoo,which showed some sort of a ferret and on the other side it had Omer's name.

She wore that skinny fitted jeans or I might say tights,revealing almost every curve of her body,with her fat thighs and legs which seemed to be large enough than her whole body,she didn't even bother to wear a dupatta or anything.Her hairs were streaked with golden rays resembling that of a blazed sun.Lips seemed to be large enough than a normal size,just because it was considered as a norm.

Obviously she was a foreigner and according to what I judged was that Omer may have fallen in love with him when he was out of Pakistan for studying and where he committed that sinful act for which I was married so to conceal all this.

"Is she going to wear all this,I cannot bear these clothes", she said sending a disgusting look at my clothes.

"Before commentating on others way of dressing,see your self first", I almost barked because I cannot let her stay this way and suffer this rebellious woman for my little life.

"Omer..Omer,did you just see how badly she just insulted me,and you're just saying nothing?", she said getting infuriated,stomping her feet.

"I guess according to our tradition and religion,she is right", Omer replied softly.

"I knew Omer,once you got her you would not even bother me,not even love me like you previously did,you would just be all hers,you said she was nothing more than a....than a wife to you and now you're just defending her like she is everything to you,like your life depends on her,like she is oxygen to you and I just hardly a stone,do you even know how much I suffered because of you?", she said tears dripping from her eyes and then Omer just got emotional and reached to wipe her tears.

She just had said right,she deserved him more than I did,because Omer truly loved her not me,I was really just a wife to him nothing more than that.How can I even say that I deserve him,or that I even have right in him?

I never had and was never going to have,its like I'm his so called wife,who is just going to do wifely chores and then all the serving and just introducing myself as Omer's wife to people,how can I even expect that he loves me,atleast a little when he have this woman?

"Please forgive me for I had done wrong,Pernia", Omer called out apologising softly.

And then all I could do was dash to my room,before getting to hear all this,and even though I didn't get to look back at her but I knew she had envious eyes on Omer showing that he was only hers.

It really was that girl,to which Sameer called and now she was just so glad to be with him,rather than using swearing words that she did that day.

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