Asslam O Alaikum.
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What the heck?? Why are you sleeping beside me?? He yelled at top of his lungs.
"Bu...But we are married" I tried to defend myself
"But I don't consider you my wife, get the hell out of my room" He yelled
I couldn't help but just stare him
"You Bloody whore , get out" He slammed the door in front of me as hard as he could.
"I hate you" I muttered under my breathe.Zara Haider , a 28 year old cardiologist marries an egositic rich brat Shuja Asif, She is a average girl who is practicing Muslimah, she doesn't believes in love. She is a introvert but when she is forced to marry Shuja Haider her whole perfect life turns into imperfect one.
Shuja Asif, a 28 year old Owner of 5 star hotels around world has been forced into marriage with Zara haider who is not of his type. He is egoistic and is already in love with a model "Samaira".
A muslim love story, where both of them carry hatred towards each other. One of them believes in love and one of them hates the idea of being in love. Will their world ever colide? Will Zara and Shuja ever get along? will their Imperfect marriage ever survive?
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Imperfect Marriage (Completed)
Spiritual"Bu...But we are married" I tried to defend myself "But I don't consider you my wife, get the hell out of my room" He yelled I couldn't help but just stare him "You Bloody whore , get out" He slammed the door in front of me as hard as he could. ...