A wrong decision (2014)

Graduation Prom Party

I walked to the same place where we had our graduation dinner, except this time the decoration were different because it was a prom. I stood outside waiting for 'Mr. Late' (I usually called Ahmed that in my mind). He came up to me and said
"what are you the fastest train that you reach everywhere before me, i have heard that girls take time to get ready "
"Sorry sir i think you are the girl in this prom not me"
We just smiled and went in to meet our friends. After two hours of sitting in one place the lights of the room went dim....weird or what, but it was Ahmed who did this a spotlight on him and a mic in his hand, him walking towards me with a smile on his face. A tear rolled down his eyes that made him stop and turn to wipe it.
"Today even you are going to just stand here and give me lecture on life"
"No...No....Today i will not yell, give lecture or just stand silent...."
"Then...?"
"Today everyone i would like to tell you something that i never told anyone, First i would like to ask a question to all of you here. Do you guys have someone in your life that understands you, gives the happiness that no one else can give you? Do you have someone who cares like your mother cares for you? Do you have someone in your life that loves you like they are your boyfriend or girlfriend? Lastly Do you trust someone soo much that if someone says something bad about them you will break there face for saying bad things about your special someone?"
The whole room had a mixed answer with Yes and No....except me i had no words then Ahmed turned to me and walked towards me and said
"Do you?"
"Yes, I do"
"Really, Faiza...."
"Yes, Ahmed i do..."
"Do you trust that person for whatever they say?"
"Ya."
"Would you break our friendship and my face if i said something against that person "
"What sort of a question is that Ahmed?"
"And if i gave you evidence for whatever i tell bad thing about that person would you still do the same to me...?"
"Ahmed, what's wrong with you?"
"Faiza,just answer my first question would you hit me if I said anything against that person?"
"Yes..."
"Would you still hit me if i gave you evidence for what i said?"
"Depends if the evidence is reliable enough..."
"Great, guys you heard well what Faiza said right??"
The whole room shouted YES!!! He turned back to me.
"Faiza, if i told you that your childhood friend Imran was lieing to you about his university life going great (here Ahmed is just using childhood friend to hide the fact that Imran is actually her husband) what would you say?"
"He won't lie to me..."
"If i said that Imran has no friends in university"
"It can't be...."
"If i said that Imran drinks "
"Astaghfirullah, Ahmed think before you say that..!!!"
"If i said that he is a........PLAYER"
"Shut up!!!!! Ahmed!!! What the hell is wrong with you???!!!"
"If i said that your dear friend Imran spends nights with different girls!!!!!"
"Ahmed!!! Now you have crossed it!!! Shut up or else...."
"If i said that i have proof to his works"
"Show me, if they are fake then Mr. Ahmed i will put you in a state that your own parents would throw you out of the house!!!"
After the long yelling process Ahmed slipped his hand in his pocket and took out his phone dialed some number and put the phone to my ear and gave the mic in his hand to me with that same hand he placed it to my mouth. I listened and listened and listened.....tears just rolled. Ahmed's hand was wet and i cried even more without making a noise. After listening Ahmed took the phone from my ear and clicked something else and put the screen of his phone in front of my face still his hand on my mouth...... I watched the video....in the video there was girl who was ....slowly getting undressed and a guy walked towards her and.........as the guy neared the girl i saw with horrifying eyes it was my own husband IMRAN..... After the long silence the video went blank with a message written on it saying ME AND MY EMPTINESS not only that after few seconds a name flashed on the screen saying DIRECTED BY IMRAN........
Ahmed just stared at me with his hand becoming wet from my tears, i left the hall...... It felt like as if i just lost everything i had....... Ahmed came running to see me... He just wrapped me in his arms...with no sudden movements my phone rang with IMRAN❤️ shinning on the screen. Ahmed and I just stared at each other for a while... I picked up the call
"H....e...l..l....o..."
"Hey, my sweetheart. Where are you and why are you stammering?"
"Oh.... Nothing... Just... The... Farewell...."
"O i got scared haha I thought somebody hurt you"
"Hurt....ya totally someone has hurt me don't worry that person won't live for too long"
"What?! What are you talking about? "
Ahmed tried to calm me by moving his head and motioning sh......Ahmed took the phone
"Sorry bro, Faiza is not in her senses right now she feels like killing me because today is the last time she seeing me"
"Hey Ahmed, haha I thought she went mental "
"No,No,Bro Faiza was always mental it's just that maybe after today she will be more...i hope you will be able to handle her?"
"Haha, i think she will surely kill you now after i put phone down "
After that Imran cut the phone without a bye.....he just said i have work i was just checking if Faiza is fine...
Ahmed took the phone from his ear and said "Faiza don't worry there nothing going on its just that Imran has some work which he remembered right now when his house bell rang....."
I just stared, felt like ripping Imran apart, later when i could handle myself Ahmed dropped me home....my mother asked how the party went with a smile i told her how much i learned from today's party about myself.........left to my room...to sleep or more like to cry alone.....
Days passed on with calls from Imran to ask of my health and when I would be coming......i told him that i m busy soo I won't be able to come. Ahmed and I met and talked to each other about life and sometimes he tried to annoy me. On one of the nights i asked Ahmed, who is your friend that you share your life with?(Ahmed had a friend with whom he shared everything that happened around him and even about me,his friend was a guy who was from India and was doing a job in Delhi) Ahmed just answered in cheeky way he is my girlfriend....
I asked if i could meet his male girlfriend....
He just laughed and said sorry you can't because then he will leave me. Afterward i went to Ahmed's house for a week stay. Aunty allowed me, I really liked there terrace spent most of my time on it. One night i was standing and staring at the sky Ahmed came and I started telling him how a girl's life is like a flower.(there is a flower that if a person touches it,it will just shrink and die just after the first touch,as long as no one touches it,it will stay open and look beautiful). I told him how my life had become like that and then i told Ahmed if I divorce Imran no one would marry me..... Ahmed just looked at me and said
"sooo you are going to live with that player forever even after seeing all the evidence..."
"What do i do tell me??!!!"
"Faiza divorce him....at least for now you won't have to face the questions that your family will ask you if they find out Imran's true self"
"You are right then....i live a life of a divorced girl.."
"Faiza......Allah does right. He will find you someone that will be better than Imran. At least you found this out before it was too late...what if i never found this and you got kids with Imran and after you found out that your husband has relationships with other women outside "
"Well said Ahmed.....and what if that guy who I marry after Imran is the same as him or if he treats me bad because i m a divorced girl???"
"Faiza! For now you divorce him first, future Allah knows best and he does best"
After that conversation I decided that Ahmed was right and told my family about Imran's true side. After i was divorced, with the support of my family and Imran's family which was weird,but true. Imran's dad thought that by marrying me Imran would become a better person......unfortunately that did not happen.....Sooo Imran's dad took responsibility of finding a guy for me and getting me married........ After the whole circling the courts and all....I WAS FREE!!!!

University life just passed like as if nothing had happened to me and luckily guess who joined the same university MR. Late. It was a great feeling to have him with me, we met every day shared every moment with each other.... It felt like as if he had been part of my whole life, whenever he was around things felt peaceful and nice. NOOO!! don't think I was falling for him XD. Faiza was a different person, she spoke less and listened more. She became a harbor for the new friends she made. After separating from Imran she worked on herself and slowly tried to be the old Faiza, the cheered up Faiza the Faiza with the craziest plans for her future. Ahmed and Faiza got really close in uni to a point where everyone thought they were dating to which they both laughed.