His Twisted Revenge

Chap 11(a)

The car stopped abruptly, making Amal look out the window; there stood the house Amal had spend her childhood in, a home to her; who took her in when her own father abandoned her like trash, The place Amal would love to be in but all Amal felt now was a need to run away, as far as possible.

"Get out", He said in an ice coated voice,vivid of any emotion.
She looked at him with pleading eyes that held tears captive.
Unable to look at them he looked away, as he stared out the window. Suddenly he felt something cold touch his right hand, He Stared at her Shocked, her trembling cold hand held his strong manly one's.

"Pl- please, I'll be a good wife... I'll obey, I- i promise.. Please Umair", She pleaded as tears ran down her cheeks.

It was the first him he was hearing his name roll out of her tongue but the purpose for which she had used it; caused a prag of guilt hit him. It sounded beautiful coming out of her mouth but Umair could not let him self go soft, he had to do what has to be done.

"I'm beginning to think you really want me to divorce you right here and right now?", His sentence sealed with a warning.

"You are a monster", she spated.

To that he gave an arrogant masculine laughter, making Amal feel utterly helpless. She wanted to hurt him cause him pain like he has.

"You know it's good; it's good that your parents left you... You deserve this, you are a monster, no one wants a monster like you as a son, your parents are really unlucky you know ", She spated bravely.

Soon her eyes met the angry gaze of her husband, his nostrils flaring, his fists and jaw clenched.
Soon Amal regretted her actions all she felt now was pure horror.
Soon she found her husband getting out of the car, before she could make a move she was pulled out the car with so much force that she felt her self about to hit the ground when he pulled her again making her gain her balance.
Soon she was dragged to her own house by her angry husband.

No, stop him!! If enters the house this way Uncle and Aunt will ask questions and every thing will be a mess, i might be able to handle them about the divorce if go in there alone, she thought in a haze.

"U-Umair?", she spoke in a pleading voice.

"I- I'm sorry?", She tried again, as she continued trying to free herself of his hold.

"Oh, you will be", He said grinding his teeth. Those words made Amal's eyes wide open with fear. She knew he had some thing planned; something twisted.

When Umair opened the door without knocking and began walking in without permission, Amal's attempts to free herself grew. The way he dragged her had made tears of embarrassment travel down her cheeks.
There was no one in the passage, he continued to drag her towards the hall, ignoring her pleads.

Everyone was seated in the hall,there heads snapped towards them as soon as they entered.
Before her Uncle could get up and greet them, Umair pushed Amal forward making her land on the ground right before her uncle's feet.
Due to shock Amal could not comprehend what was happening Amal could not believe what he just did. Soon she felt her Uncle's gentle hands on her shoulder, pulling her off the ground.

Amal continued staring at her coldhearted husband, her eye's questioning his actions; they stared at him with so much hurt and disbelief. Umair diverted his eyes unable to look into her's any longer.

"What is this Mr Umair? How Dare you treat my daughter in such manner?", asked the angry voice of her uncle.

"Well, keep your dirt bag of a daughter in your own house, it was a mistake marring her. I should have known how characterless she is when she posted those photos for world to stare at, and now it looks like my money was not enough for her because she f***ing went after my business partner", He spoke coldly

Amal felt her breath knocked out of her lungs,it felt like someone slapped her across the face, the pain she felt was unable to match any pain that she ever felt before. His words stabbed her heart like daggers, the way he calmly claimed her to be a whore.

"Is that true Amal? ", Asked her aunt in a disbelief.

Amal was too shocked to answer any question. All she did was stare at her husband in horror.
Umair turned around to leave when her aunt held his arm.

"Umair baita, please sit down; lets talk this out?", Said her aunt sweetly pleading him.

"I will only talk about this to her dad, if he talks to me within two weeks, i might consider thinking again about our marriage", with that he walk out the house, leaving Amal still shocked at what he had just done.

Amal did not notice her aunt walk towards her, soon she felt Sharp pain on left cheek and her head titled to her right. Unable to control her emotions any longer Amal felt a sob leaving her mouth as her knees gave up making her fall on the ground.

Glossary:

Baita: child, son