Unspoken Love
QahiraQira
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QahiraQira
Ongoing, First published Dec 22, 2022
agegapchildhoodcrushdivorceenemyfirstloveforcedmarriagehatelovelovestorymarriagemuslimlovestorysecrettroublewife
"Do you, Adira Muntahina, accept Eshaan Ghafoor as your husband?" 


Without thinking. 

"Quabul hai" 

"Quabul hai"

"Quabul hai"

Why did I say yes??? I don't know the reason. But I know one thing, even you ask me thousand times 'Will I accept him as my husband?' I will say 'yes'. 

Wait......I was in the car right? How I reach my bed. 

I'm married? Yes, I'm married. I'm a wife now! 

"Husband where is my husband! "

I hug him. He was shocked. I cupped his face.
"Aww, I got a handsome husband. Come give me a kiss." I pouted my lips. He cupped my face. 

"You're drunk, shit!" 

"Sleep Adira. You'll regret everything tomorrow." I refused to sleep. I fall on the bed with him above me. Circle my arms around his neck. 

"I want you. Don't you want me?" 
_____________

"I'm so done with myself." I looked at myself in the mirror. Myself wrapped in a bridal Lehenga. I was sleeping on Eshaan's bed. 

Eshaan came in view. I turned around, face him. 

"I want a divorce. Right now" I demand.
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I've dreamed of the perfect marriage ever since I was a little girl: a marriage complete with a hardworking husband while I tended to the home and our children, preferably four little rugrats to call my own. I dreamed of a life filled with laughter, joy, and success, a life we built together. I dreamed of growing old next to my husband, creating a great love story to tell our grandchildren someday. It all seemed so possible. I was raised to be the perfect wife, after all. From the outside, it seemed I had exactly what I dreamed of with the rich, determined husband; the brilliant, gaudy diamond ring; and the beautiful home filled with the hope of future children. Yes, it was all a dream come true. I should have felt grateful, really. The problem is, I also wanted a marriage based on love, passion, and affection, but those are the only things my husband cannot give me . . . . . . because they're reserved for her. For readers: * I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! * Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. * Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. It takes a lot of courage to publish your work and for others to actively engage in a community. I'd like to keep this a safe and fun place to rage at imperfect heroes and cheer for darling heroines! * I'm not a spicy writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! * Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating. Happy reading, everyone! ADS/Imaginationgirl35

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