TAKAT | On Hold

[Women empowerment for all my ladies]

"What are you doing!?" My mouth had dried and my heart beat was fast.

"Abu -" I was about to scream for my brother when his large palm closed around my mouth, ceasing my speaker.

"Drop the act. It is you, the warrior from the battlefield, right?"

I opened my mouth, filled with lies when he interrupted again, "Don't you dare lie." His voice was threatening and my eyebrows raised on their own.

Their was a tinge of happiness when he called me a warrior.

I pulled his hand from my mouth away, "I do not know-"

"I don't like Liars Hoorain." A shudder run down my spine when my name spilled from his tongue.

Not really surprised that he figured out. He is a smart man after all.

I sighed.

"How am I not surprised you figured it out. Congratulations, now get out of my face." My voice sounded poisonous and annoyed.

Aza noticed and he took a step back from me, lowering the dagger he had placed on my throat not long ago.

"Are you planning to continue fighting?" His question surprised me and my eyebrows furrowed.

"What's with the questions, you done interrogati-"

"Answer the damn question." Taken aback from his outburst, my eyes blinked a couple of times and looked away, settling on the tree that might have been his hiding spot as usual.

"So what, Now Amir Hamza will forbid me from fighting?" My nose scrunched and I looked back at him with distaste.

He sighed, his finger pinched the point between his eyes. His eyes snapped back to me a second later, his hand dropped to his side.

"Find a loyal man, marry and die in the comfort of your house."

"No."

"Find a loyal man, marry and die in the comfort of your house."

"No!"

Guess I will have to smack the knowledge into him!

...

"Dressed as a Man to fight, under a name that belonged to another, I left for war."

Oh and where there is war, there is love.

TW: VIOLENCEEE