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Sisters, You don't need a guy who adds many girls on Facebook (or any other social media app) and finds pleasure to chat with them.
But you need a man who is engaged to his DEEN and married to his SALAH! A man w...
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Imaan's POV :
It was our break. Today we had to submit the assignment & the student who will win would get a scholorship. Now it was the time of our class. We headed towards the class.
"Everyone submit your assignments right now". The teacher ordered & I started taking out mine from the bag. While I was walking someone gave me a foul & the water from the bottle splashed over the assignment of someone.
"What the heck you nonsense, what have you done? What about my assignment now?" Said sehla.
I gulped the saliva in. I had a feeling of something bad will happen now. I started reciting supplications.
"I'm heartily sorry Sehla, Trust me I had no bad intention someone gave me a foul and all this happened. Really sorry". I said with a guilty face.
"Don't you even dare to utter my name from your rotten mouth. You ___" while she was saying teacher came over there.
"What's going on here?" Sehla explained the story in a wrong way. I tried my level best to make my teacher understand about the correct situation but failed.
"Ms. Imaan I didn't expect this from you. Now your assignment will be considered as her & you are out of this competition". Said the teacher angrily.
"But sir I __" the teacher didn't make me complete my sentence & said "No but's no if's . I don't want to repeat myself. Now you may sit down".
I was in complete shock because of what sehla did just now. I Just didn't pay attention to what teacher was teaching . All the things were circulating in my mind.
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After the class was over :
"Wait you nonsense where are you going? You can't just escape from me" she was Sehla.
"Sehla I'm sorry please forgive me". I said innocently.
"Hey what's up what happened? Why are you going hyper Sehla? He was the one behind the voice, Ziyan.
"Zee you know what she spoiled my assignment and when I asked her about the reason of why she did that she started fighting with me. She told wrong about you as well and in fact she told wrong about your mother and family . She said that you and me are from manner less families. Our mothers are vulgar . Zee she said very wrong about your mother. Your mother! The one about whom you can't listen a word against. This girl used wrong words about her". Said sehla while crying & smiling sheepishly at me.
"Ya Allah, ziyan wallahi she created her own story. She is wrong believe me". I said.
"Don't utter a word, now you unleashed the beast inside me. How could you say wrong about my mother". With that he started taking steps close to me and making my heart beat to skip .
"Ziyaaaaaan!" He slapped me . "You nonsense girl, I was being nice to you but you!" Another slap . Then he pinned me towards the wall and grabbed my bag. He took out my notes and teared them into pieces. I was just looking at him, I didn't want to shed tears in front of them. Whole college was looking at me and laughing. I was crying inside. My notes, my planner, to-do-lists everything finished. Ziyan came towards me and twisted my arm making me to scream.
"You are hurting me. Get off ". A lymph formed in my throat . I couldn't spill up anything. I had almost tears in my eyes.
"Ms. Attitude you should have thought of this before using wrong words about my mother. Do you know how much I love her. She is my life and you the hell told wrong about her". With that he twisted my arm hard and I could hear the sound of my bone. Tears rolled down from my cheeks but he still kept on slapping me hard . I was standing like a corpse nothing moving, not showing any expression, my mind stopped working . The thing which broke me more was the people laughing at me like anything. I was being tortured for the mistake which I never made. I just wanted to go to an isolated place & cry hard where no one could hear my cries. I fall on the ground, the time stopped . All I could see was darkness and I closed my eyes .
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So, this was all folks 😭😭😭.
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