Azaadiyan

Part 3- Gun

Asiyah's POV.

After taking everyone's personal stuff, we got inside and we got told to go sit in an area where there was a bunch of couches.

We were each given a bag with I have no idea what's inside.

This is so confusing!

"you girls all have a bag, If there's a blue letter in your bag it means you're on our team and will get trained in the coming days and if you see a red letter it means one of the guys here is willing to marry you" Sultan said.

WHAT IN THE WORLD?!!!!!

My mouth went wide open.

What is this stupid game going on?!

"you girls can open the bag" he added as every girl opened their bag in surprise or disappointment.

I don't even dare open mine.

I don't wanna get married at only 19!

I'm still a freaking kid!!

But my curiosity took over me and I opened it to find... A blue card!

Why am I somehow feeling relieved that I have a blue card?!

Oh my Allah! What about Maryam?

I looked on the other side and saw Maryam's face showing only and only sadness.

No... This really can't be happening.

Am I dreaming??

I pinched myself realizing it's not changing anything.

"if you have a red card, you can follow one of the maids they will bring you to your room" I saw five girls getting up including Maryam.

I feel so sad for her. It's like their taking my other half with them.

They walked up to a maid and followed.

"the rest of you girls follow me" he ordered as we got up.

Why do we don't get a room?

My head's going to explode from having so many questions!

We followed him to a huge training room.

"the changing room is right behind, you all have 5 minutes to change"

I immediately raised my hand up.

"yes miss?"

"why are we here and why are we changing??" I asked.

"I'll explain later, come on now... Oh and leave your headscarfs in the lockers" he added.

Is this a joke?!

"why should we take it off? It's important for us?" I asked without permission.

"just do as I say while I'm being nice"

I rolled my eyes. Or what? He's going to kill me?

I know I never was the one to choose to wear my hijab in the first place.

But I do have a connection with it, I've been wearing it since a kid and to have to take it off today for no valid reason and in front of so many guys is just not right.

I followed the other girls to the changing room.

I opened a locker room and took off my hijab.

Allah... You surely know what's going on so please... Tell me this isn't real.

I changed out my clothes into the clothes they had given us that were in the bag.

It was a pair of leggings and a shirt.