Completing Half My Deen

Completing Half My Deen

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"It's time Aisha.."My mother whispered, tears flowing down her face as my father held her. "Amma.. please don't make me do this, don't make me marry that evil monster." "Aisha, that is no way to talk about your future husband." My father scolded lightly, his voice cracking. I sniffled and checked my reflection. My eyes were watery and my nose red. My mother dried my tears and kissed my forehead. I smoothed down the material of my lehenga and my reflection did the same. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ahmad comforting an almost hysterical Naina. My brother looked up at me with tears in his eyes, he had never cried before and his tears were almost enough to make me break again. Naina hugged me one last time, my sister-in-law was my best friend, and it pained me to think that this marriage would hurt her just as much as it would hurt me. I glanced around the room at the people I loved and held my head up high. It was time. |Extended Synopsis Inside ;)| Accomplishments: |Reached #558 in Spiritual on August 11, 2016| |Reached #493 in Spiritual on August 12, 2016|
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'No....'she spoke anxiously in anger, her rose-tinted lips trembling, and tears welled up in her eyes. hearing 'No' from her mouth, it felt like my body was boiling with anger. I am Taha Aasif, no girl has ever said no to me. In anger, I stepped towards her, gripping her waist with my hand, pulling her forcefully towards me, our chests colliding. Suddenly, she looked at me with tension and innocent green eyes filled with fear. These very eyes have turned my life into torment, disrupting the peace in my otherwise decent life. "What's the problem with marrying me?" I asked in a suppressed, angry voice. "Why...because...I..." She stammered, tears streaming down from her eyes. I don't know why, but her tears pierce my heart every time. I don't know why I can't stand seeing tears in her eyes. "What...Rubab..." I shouted in anger, making her flinch. "Because I know I am a sinner, but I am not impure like you. And Allah says pure women are for pure men," "And impure women are for impure men." I looked into her eyes while completing her sentence She lowered her gaze and nodded slightly. I know I'm an animal; I do any job that Rubab's Allah forbids. But that Allah never gave me anything. He took everything from me, but I won't let him take Rubab. "So let's make it equal, future wife. I'll make you impure like me, then you'll agree to marry me, right?" I said, caressing her cheeks with back of my palm and pressed my rough cigarette and alcohol-laden lips against her soft rose lips. ******* Taha Aasif 30 years old A handsome man with a short temper His work partner calls him a beast and merciless. Rushda Rubab 18 years old A beautiful young girl whose goal is to re-establish her mother's political party. She is Abraham Ahmad's lifeline. She is full of faith. He is a non believer What happened what two different people collided with each other by the game called destiny. A Tale of innocence and obsession

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