Even After I Met You

Even After I Met You

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"who do you think you are to walk away while I'm still talking to you" asked Asma'u, dragging her by the hand and pushing her to the floor. " you don't ignore me when I'm talking. Even your husband listens while I talk to him. I'm royalty and you're just what?... " she scoffed eyeing her from top to bottom, too and fro." you're just a pest. Hamma Saleem doesn't even like you. It's an arranged marriage and you know it, so don't act all high and mighty with me. You're not even worth looking at" finishing her sentence, she raised her hand to slap her but couldn't because of a strong force keeping it in place. Standing there holding her hand tight in his hamd is non other than Hamma Saleem. When his eyes landed on his tear stained face wife, he threw the hand quickly like a touch of volcano and rushed to his wife who was sitting on the floor looking hurt and angry. About to burst any moment. "Ummu Habeebty, are you ok? Did she hurt you?" "don't touch me with that hand" she shouted pushing his hand away, she then stood and ran off to her room. Packkk!! Was the sound that resonated in the room as he slapped her and points his fingers on her "from today onwards, I do not want to ever see you in my house again." he added running after his wife. *** *** It's a bumpy ride but surely they'll get through it. It may not be easy and it may not be like snatching candy from a kid, but at least they will be able to reach their destination...Or would they? Join me in this story of betrayal and treachery to see what drama unfolds next. Hussainatouh 💖
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Anger, pure anger and fear sipped through her veins threatening to burst out. She struggled vehemently to release her hand, but that only made him tighten his hand around her twisted arm. She cried out of pain but that only seemed to impress him. He smirked and said, "Mm, so fiesty?" He glared at her and pushed her against the wall. "You are evil Abdullah!" She almost shouted. Beads of sweat formed on her silk skin. Why was he making her life a living hell in her matrimonial home? She was supposed to live a happy life with her so-called husband, but instead, he is bullying her. "Just tell me, why?" She gazed at him confused wondering what he meant by that. "Why what?" She cried "Heh" he chuckled, "don't play dumb with me Kulthum. Just tell me why you chose him over me? What am I lacking? Huh? Tell me!" He shouted pushing her more against the wall. "Because you are evil! I never loved you in the first place, you are nothing worth loving" she spat as tears flowed down her beautiful face. As soon as he heard that, his face stoned up while his jaw clenched and his eyes became bloodshot. Such a sight she had never seen since she was married to him. "If I can hate you, why can't you, Abdullah?! I am so tired of this relationship, I can't do it anymore just let me go" With a dejected heart, he released her hand and whispered dangerously close to her ear, "If I can't have you, then no one will" He stumped off angrily while she slumped to the ground releasing a heavy sigh of defeat as tears rolled down her cheek. Since the day she got married to him, there had never been a day where she laughed for at least two minutes. All she knew at that very moment was that she was doomed! *completed but currently under editing*

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