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any other 21st century twenty year old boy would throw a tantrum and leave the house if he was asked to get arranged marriage to a harami girl.
but not mustafa khan.
he was trained and wise, and a bit teasing. he was Pakistani after all, and to us family and tradition come a long way. his parents had kept him in a straight line and he had stayed in it for a very long time. he listened, he agreed to anything his mother and father would say.
unlike me. to which i ended up pregnant.
when my father asked his parents for his son to take my hand in marriage, after much thought they agreed. the only straw left was mustafa's approval.
i remember him sitting opposite to me on the sofa, head cast downwards, thinking, analyzing. he looked up at me for just a couple of seconds, then down at my bump before returning to his previous position.
then he said yes.
all i could think of was what idiot he was for agreeing to this marriage? didn't mustafa want freedom? didn't he want to get married to a pretty girl with a slender frame who giggled and interacted with society?
or did he want a piece of trash who wanted to kill herself? did he really want to bound himself down?
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Cerita Pendek•Completed• "i'm sorry. it's not pity that i'm showing you, it's a goodbye to someone very special to me." Amna's life has been turned upside down and she is writing it all out as she buries the anguish burning inside her.