Her Silence Screamed A Thousand Words

Episode 15

Third person pov

"Come out come out where ever you are" Kashan called out for Dua to come out.

She was hiding behind a pillar a few feet away from him. She peeked from behind the pillar but didn't see him. Moving out a bit muscular arms snaked around her. Causing her to yelp the hands started tickling her sides making her laugh so hard she had tears forming at the corner of her eyes.

"K-ka-kashan... Ooo Allah Kashan stop" she laughed the house echoing with her laughs and happiness. She squealed when she felt herself being picked up bridal style.

"Baby you can't hide from me you know" he said nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck inhaling her fragrance in. His beard tickling her neck making her giggle.

"Good then I will never get lost because I'll know you'll always come to my rescue" she said lovingly gazing in his eyes while caressing his face.

"I'll never let you get lost. I'll always find you if you did" he said lowering her on the bed.

"Promise?" She asked

"Promise" he whispered leaning down

"Kashan?" She called him

"Hmmm?" He asked taking in her beauty. Her big innocent eyes filled with life and fierceness.

"I love you" she whispered. Taking in the sight of her husband. The baby blue eyes, his black hair, his sharp jaw, his muscular chest and body. She thanked Allah a million times for making this man her husband. Unaware of what the future held she believed him whole heartedly when he said

"I love you more" his lips found hers. His hands roamed all over her body. The kiss was slow and passionate. His hands found the hem of her shirt and once again she was his but once again he was not hers. Their bodies intwined. Her trust and his lust increased.

Little did the girl know that this I love you has been heard by every other girl that crossed his path.

But she believed him. She believed that he was Knight in shining armour. She believed because she still had hope in mankind. Unaware of the pain that came after the pleasure she lost herself in is embrace. The night sky witnessed her love increasing. The moon shyed away from the beauty that played in front of it. The stars whispered prayers for her wellbeing and heavens above wrote the story that was yet to be revealed.

Dua's POV

Uptill now I still remember what I been through. Yet again the memories of the good days I spent with him haunt me. Yet again I reopen my diary to relive those days. Many torture themselves with drugs, blades etc but for me its different. I torture myself with the happy memories of the happy days I lived. The bad ones don't effect me anymore. The happy ones though rip my heart apart. Slowly.. Thread by thread not quick. The wounds being pulled apart. The strings of the past that keep the torn pieces together rip through the holes made with the needles of today's. The salt of the future infect the wounds once again.

What has my life come to why can't I get over it. You know why. Because I choose to live like this. When my family told me

"Dua I think you should re consider this. He is not the ideal man for you." Baba said

"Baba please I love him. I want to be with him. Please every decision you made I've accepted it but now please let me make this one. Just this one" I pleaded.

He sighed and said "fine but be cautious if anything goes wrong you still have me OK?" He said

"Yes baba.. Thank you" I said hugging him really tight.

Why did I not listen. Maybe because of his touchy nature that even if I did he won't stop sneaking into my room late night just to convince me to marry him. This was not the only reason why I married him. Its was just because I have gotten used to him. And I thought I loved him. But after marrying him I did actually started falling for him and even uptill now I haven't gotten over him. ALLAH WHY AM I SO MESSED UP. I wanted to yell but didn't.

Its just a day or two left in my nikkah. I'm so messed up that if someone doesn't comes to remind me of my own wedding day I might just forget about it.

Uncle Azan and his family had been coming over. And if not all of them then Raza or his sister would come to drop either my dress or jewellery or take shopping. Every time Raza comes home if we accidentally make eye contact he just looks at me with this look in his that I can't seem to differ. Its not hate like always its something else I don't understand. I avoid him as much as I can. But how will I avoid him when I'm married to him? Ya Allah why is this so hard it wasn't the first time.

I can only hope that I survive this. another heartbreak is all I want to end all this once and for all..

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