Chapter 17 : Accusations

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Haya POV

I felt a tug on my arm then I was slapped by someone and fell on the floor bumping onto something. The only thing that I register was that someone pulled me by my arm and then what happened my mind didn't registered. Ignoring the stinging pain on my cheek. I removed by hair from my face and glanced up.

I saw Mama fuming in anger. My mind stopped working seeing her hand which was raised. Never in my life I was slapped by anyone. I felt everything getting blur due to the tears that filled my eyes. Next I felt someone holding me by my shoulders.

"Who was that bastard?" Mama yelled shaking my shoulder.

But my mind was totally blocked by the slap I received few moments ago that to by Mama.

"Who was that bastard huh?" again I was shook by my shoulders.

As tear leaked from my eyes I saw Mama holding my shoulders.

"Whose daughter is she?" she again said shaking me by my shoulder. Holding my shoulder she made me stand.

"Tell me who was he with whom you have destroyed yourself with huh?" She yelled blocking my all senses.

He ... I destroyed myself with ......

"Tell me damnit" she yelled slapping once more.

But this time her slap brought me to the reality. I looked at her like I didn't knew her. What she asked was beyond my imagination. This was the last thing I could imagine. I knew people will say this but I never imagined to hear it from my mother's mouth.

"What .... Are you ... saying mama?" I shutter asking it. Maybe I would have heard wrong what she said. Maybe my ears might not be working right.

"Who was he!!!? Call him now" She yelled pushing me back a little.

"Who .... Who are talking about?" I asked in a confused state.

"I am talking about your lover whose mistake you are carrying like a medal, showing it to the world" she said making my eyes go wide.

"Mama ...." I gasped.

"For god sakes stop lying to us. We are not blind to see the similarity between you and her ......... Call him now .... So we can marry you off with him" she said making my eyes bulge out.

"No ... she is not my biological daughter I ....." I cut off by another slap.

"STOP ...... STOP lying to us .... Call him now ... you have only 24 hours" she yelled getting out of my room.

Who was that bastard ...... Call him .... Whose daughter is she ... Your lover .... Marry you off ...... Call him ..... 24 hours ..... Ya Allah.

Squinting my eyes. I broke down into don't know how many pieces.
Accusation that my own mother threw at me. How can she. How can she even think like that.

"What did you think your past will leave you. A party girl's character is never good from the first day. See what your heart made you do for Shayan." my brain mocked at me laughing.

Third POV

As soon as Mrs. Khan left the room. Sarah rushed in who was observing everything stand out but she was too afraid to come in. She never saw Mrs. Khan so angry in her life.

She rushed in towards Haya and hugged her. She knew why she left. She had idea about her feeling towards Shayan. She noted how Haya would always ask her every Eid. "Did he arrive?" How she use rush to get ready before he would come. How she would rush towards her room to give final touches to her make to look perfect for him. She knew why she left.

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