Mrs Pathan (On hold)

2|Saqr

"Sharp is the kiss of the falcon's beak"

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Strong smell of alcohol drifted through my nose. Seeing the girls serving all my other gang members and the other drunk customer. Some of them were trying to tease the girls serving them other enjoying their evening after our victory .

Every where I looked it was darkness surrounding me, clinging to me , choking me to death making my breathing hard and then reveling it's dark and sinful beauty to me. This was my escape. This was my life. Where there was no one but only me with my God to judge me.

A beautiful dark girl swayed her hips side to side , her fingers running down her body making the mans section whistling loudly . Bending her body to left side suddenly she made an eye contact with me. Her sparkling brown eyes shined with mischief and lustful smirk appeared on her as tuned her body along the beats maintaining an eye contact with me.

"Pathan, you are getting some luck tonight...." teased my close friend Ahmed . Looking at man besides me, I chucked down my liquor making them all holler in appreciation. I was tipsy but was been blessed to hold my ground. I was Saqr, and not even non-living thing like liquor had the guts to hold me down. I growled loudly at the girl whose long thin fingers travelled towards my jaw down to my throat. Clenching my jaw tightly ,I harshly removed the girl's hand seeing her frown.

"Stay away" I murmured wanting to control my anger and bloodshed from my vision. She backed away, seeing rage lingering in my eyes.

All because of the promise. The same thing happen each night. some one would come, yet I wouldn't allow them near me. A promise that I gave to mother on her death bed. Promising her to build my own freaking world , a family with her ;to claim her as mine.

Mine to live ,mine to protect and cherish.

That promise lasted from Days into weeks and turned into months and months turned into years. Five years went by as if it was nothing. Time around me flowed by like wind. Relationship that I held dear had dissolved away.

But there was only one promise that held it's breath in such dark time.

I knew now it was time. It was time after Five Freaking year. I have waited long enough to fulfill my promise.

My Promise to marry her. The widow of my Brother Ammar.

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* I know last line might trigger some one, but hey have patience and wait for story to grow.

You won't complaint and at one point you might come back here at this comment.

Untill then.