A Tale Of Happiness

Chapter Eight: Revelation

Fatima was sitting in a caffeè with her sister Saleha and her friend Momina. She was really enjoying this shopping trip after they decided to take momina with them. But she had no idea what was to come, what was awaiting for her, she was in her happy bubble which was going to pop any minute.

They were enjoying their drinks, and chatting along. Saleha was actually having fun as well and she was trying her best talking with momina too. She was never a talkative person but it can be changeable when it was with momina. Saleha excused herself and went to restroom. Momina who had been looking for a chance to get fatima alone, she started the topic she was trying so hard to discuss,

"So fatima, tell me more about your fiancee. His likes and dislikes and other stuff, you should probably know them by now right?" She asked coolly.

Surprised by sudden question fatima embarrassedly smiled, "I actually don't know that much about him. His mother has told us things about him, but I never get to ask about his likes and dislike. What I know till now is only based on my observation."

Momina gave her a dumbfounded face, "Seriously, you are getting married to this guy. You should probably know what color he likes and his favorite food, any other stuff like past relationships." She stopped on that and thought 'wasn't it a bit too prominent', but push that thought aside.

"Oh I know that his favorite color his black." Momina rolled her eyes at that, "Typical I know right, favorite food is ummm his mother mentioned he likes anything made of rice and for relationship, I know he is NOT an open person," she emphasized 'not' "So this one is wholly based on my observation, that a person like that wouldn't have any sort of relationship, You know that kind Right." She ended.

Momina felt like she wanted to smash her own head in the wall beside her, how can fatima just presume something like that. She was going to tell her this information which is not so good and fatima was making it worse by just smiling, shrugging and not having a care in the world. Does she already know about it? It doesn't look like that.

"Fatima listen to me, what I'm about to tell you. Although I should have told you earlier, but I couldn't find the strength to do so but the guy you are getting married to---" she stopped when she saw saleha coming back. 'almost' she thought and sighed heavily. Saleha looked at their faces and said,

"What? Did I interrupt something,?"

Momina didn't get to reply because Saleha's phone started to ring, she got up saying it was important and went outside. Grateful for more time momina again started but fatima spoke before her,

"Momina you don't look fine, are you feeling alright?"

"Yes! Yes, that doesn't matter. So as I was saying, that guy Sarfaraz I kinda know about his past. He is not the guy you should marry."

Fatima who was fiddling with a straw in her drink stopped. "What do you you mean by that?" She now had her all attention, momina took a deep breath and revealed what she was trying to do,

"Sarfaraz, he-e aaa.... He was married before." She said and didn't stop because if she did she wouldn't be able to start again. "He got a divorce a year ago, everyone in our company knew he was married before and people were surprised upon his getting married again because..." Her voice broke again, "because he used to abuse his ex-wife emotionally, physically and verbally."

Momina met her eyes after uttering those words and saw her shaking, her smile which was always plastered on her face like a glue was no where to be seen. She was griping her drink so tightly momina felt like it will break, she took her hands into hers, "I'm so sorry, I couldn't tell you this sooner. When I first met you and heard about your engagement, I was filled with shock. I couldn't just tell you this stuff then."