Dark Love

#32

Meer left her there dwelling in her miseries. She crouched down on the floor her legs drawn up to her chest and head rested on her knees. Her long hairs shrouded her face hiding her miserable condition to the world. Her cheeks staining with tears , lips all red swollen and bruised due to his inhumane assault on them. Is this is the life she had going to live with him Bearing his assault on her body daily? How could she live with him like this? More tears escaped through her eyes. She stare at her hands the main cause of her miseries.

She stood up suddenly and entered into washroom. her eyes searching something furiously and they landed on the soaps and body washes kept there. She marched there and grab almost all the things. She tap the water and soaked her hands and applied all the soaps - liquids and start
srubbing her palms badly , a mad rage in her eyes , she just wanted to remove henna from her hands in any way possible, because she can't took a risk angering him again.This time he will not going leave her this easily. Her hands turned scarlet , due to such harsh impact but she couldn't stop there , she continued and when Abhi's name faded she stopped and heave a sigh of relief. But her hands were badly hurt.She lean against the wall eyes closed her mind keep chanting this pain is better in comparison of his barbarian husband.

I can endure this , I can endure this.

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Meer was furious seeing Abhi's name on her hands , and looses his mind and the rest is history. He was in such a good mood after marriage a feeling of warmth surged through onto him. When he found Aashiya in his arms in the morning he couldn't contain his happiness and her antiques making her more adorable. He just wanted to sit there and listen her all blabling she looked too cute when she talk non stop. But when he found her looking at her hands with longing gaze something snapped in him , a volcano of rage hit his nerves  making him all mad.

How dare she wrote  another man name on her hands , she is his wife only his than how come she behave in such a disrespectful manner.

He not going to tolerate his wife day- dreaming about someone else. His mind signalised him to teach her lessons she can't forget her whole life. He wanted to make sure she remembered who she belong to and what is he to her disobeying him bot gonna put her anywhere. He wanted to mark her so she remembered him and his position in her life. He forgave her for creating whole marriage fiasco its didn't matter to him when he got her as his wife than nothing matter. But everytime he behave lenient with her , she push his wrong buttons and make him more mad forcing him to show her his cruel side.

He has seen his mother succumb to death at his father's unfaithfulness , she couldn't bare seeing his father in some other women's. He has seen all too much , in his childhood when children play without a care he  take care of his mother And from there hatred filled in him so much it was always a sore topic to him.

He could bare anything but not cheating.

He was in his study calming his nerves , when a knock disturbed him ,

Ms. Rose came ,

" Meer Aashiya's parents has come to see her and yours too , I make them sit in the living room , please come they are asking for you " she informed him , but worried after seeing his face all hard and cold.

Meer heave a sigh and turned toward in her direction " Take care of them , i am coming in few minutes. Don't let anyone come in my room " he ordered and left.

He entered in his room eyes searching for her and then he found her lying in the bad covered in blanket back facing him ,

He would not going to melt this time !

He stood near her ,

" Why are you mourning is someone dead ?" he asked watching her stained cheeks " Get up wear something nice , your parents has came ".