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The girls took me to his room, and made me sit on his bed.I felt a tightening in my chest, my hands were clammy, and my heart was beating at an abnormal pace, it felt as if my heart will rip out of my body.Hira brought a tray of food along with a glass of milk. After I finished eating, everyone started leaving, not before giving me teasing smiles, which I ignored fully.Haya and Hareem were the only one left in the room now. There was eerie silence, until Hareem gave me side hug, with a kiss on my head and left.Haya gave me worried look, filled with helplessness. I didn't want to see her like this. I gave her assuring smile, although from inside I was feeling extremely anxious.'you're staying here tonight. Right?' I asked breaking the silence after a long time, that surrounded us.She nodded in reply.'Azan ko apne sath sulana, please.' I pleaded.(make Azan sleep with you tonight.)'whenever I used to stay here, mai tumhare kamre mai tumhare sath soti thi.' She said looking strai
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The whole night passed by in a a chaotic blur, everyone was scared to death.After Ammar yelled out for us about baray abbu, Arman lost his senses, he got off me in a hurry, wore his shirt and wore a jacket on top, with that he picked up his wallet and mobile phone, along with his watch, and made his towards me, untying my wrists he dashed out in hurry. Whereas I pleaded Allah for baray abbu's health and long life. Getting up I went to the bathroom, took a bath, and then went down, where women were present.Bari ammi along with Hira and Hareem were sitting on a sofa, where as Armeen was lying on the sofa with her head rested in dadi's lap. It looked she was crying hysterically, by the constant shaking of her shoulders.Haya and Aamina had a sorrowful look on their faces. I went and sat between Haya and Aamina, who gave me a sad smile.'kese hua sab?' I asked in a low voice.(how it all happened?)' I don't know exactly, but first he felt dizzy then he started feeling severe chest pain
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I was accepting him, slowly but I was trying my best. Although I had no reason to, but still I was willing to give him a chance. he never gave me a single reason to forgive and forget about his previous harsh behavior. I was trying my best to forget about everything happened in the past, and move on. But how?I was sitting in the university's cafeteria as the driver didn't come to pick me up yet. Haya said she was not feeling well, so she didn't attend the lecture, and so here I was waiting for the driver.' Assalamualaikum, Noor bibi!' someone said from behind, which made me to turn my head and look up, only to find Fuzail Shaikh, standing there, smiling.What the hell! How dare he to come here again! Was the rukhsati not enough for him? He was surely dangerous.' ap yaha Kia kerrahe hai?' I asked in a sharp tone as I stood up from the bench with wild eyes. He was the reason, Meri rukhsati Arman ke sath jaldi Hui! How can I forget?(What are you doing here?)' itna ghussa? Mai to sir
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MATURE CONTENT. This was it? Was it really going to be like this? It was destined to be like this! Why? Why me? I was not ready! Even though I wanted to give this marriage a chance but I was not prepared for it. My breaths were shallow. Tears were profusely leaking. But he had no effect? Was he heartless? Why was he so cruel? He started kissing me. With his one hand firmly holding my jaw and the other on my stomach, caressing it now and then slightly. His kiss was demanding. He squashed my jaw hard, making me moan in pain. He takes full advantage and shoves his tongue inside my mouth and expertly explore my mouth. I was trying to wriggle out from under him, but his viselike grip on my waist and stomach was keeping me in place. His one hand grasping my jaw, the other on my waist. My hands tied, my face held firmly in place, and his hips restraining me. I was completely helpless and totally on his Mercy. His erection was against my stomach, I could feel it. I felt my heart sink
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I READ MANY COMMENTS! AND LET ME TELL YOU, I DO NOT PROMOTE OR SUPPORT RAPE. WHAT ARMAN DID, IS UNFORGIVABLE, I KNOW. BUT HAVE SOME PATIENCE! I'LL TRY MY BEST TO WRITE THIS STORY WITH EVERYONE'S CRITERIA. BUT HAVE SOME PATIENCE!!!!\\\\Whole day, I didn't step out of the room. Arman didn't let me, he made sure, I was not left alone, in his absence. And I didn't know, why?I called Haya, in the bathroom, so that no one could hear us. ' Assalamualaikum Noor.' Haya said her Salam, right after she picked up the call. ' wa-.' Noor couldn't even reply, and started weeping, she was terrified to her core. 'Noor? Kia hua? Batao!' Haya panicked. (What happened? Tell me?) When Noor didn't reply, Haya again spoke. ' Ghar per hona? Mai aarahi hu.' Shuffling could be heard from the other side of the phone. ( You're at home? I'll come) 'Haya? Ek kaam kerdo.' Noor hurriedly spoke. (Do one thing) 'kia?' Haya's voice held uncertainty. (What?) ' raaste Mai, pharmacy store se-' Noor stopp
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I saw a silhouette, of course of her! Sitting on the bed, as her back was supported by the headrest. She was awake! ' Noor?' I called out for her. As I placed my keys, wallet, mobile and watch on the night stand.Then I went to the bathroom, to change. After coming out in night pyjamas and t-shirt, I made my way to her. She still didn't even move.' Noor?'I called out for her again, but she still didn't reply. Was she ignoring me on purpose? I circled around the bed and came to her side. I lighted up the lamp placed on her side table. I looked down at her. She was fucking sleeping!! With her head tilted back, and quilt half lying on her body and half lying on the carpet, she was sleeping uncomfortably, without a care in the world. I sighed and removed the quilt, I gazed down at her, the bruises on her wrists were visible along with the ones on the neck and arms. I picked her up, but I guess, it disturbed her, as she woke up with a jerk. When she realized, I was holding he
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The whole day I had a constant headache, thinking of the possibility that what if I never caught her with the bottle?She would've never gotten pregnant! The whole day she was sleeping, but I couldn't sleep for a second even. My subconsciousness was mocking me of my own terrible idea of getting her pregnant, by forcing her. I should have waited for her to get comfortable. But no, I had to be an asshole and force her into it. I was feeling angry at my own self. I messed up. But she took the pills! Where did she get them on the first place? I had no clue. Was someone helping her? But who can that person be? All this was making my mind go blank, the more I pondered over the fact that she did this, the more the headache increased. I had other works to do as well, and I was trying my best to concentrate on them. It was already late at night, and right after I came home, I straight went to my study, as I had to take care of Fuzail's business too, for that nothing for good bastard was in
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The whole day, after attending back to back classes I had a constant pain in my neck. The day was tiring and now we even had an assignment to submit tonight. I tilt my head to the side to see an almost passed out Haya resting her back on the bench as we waited for the driver to arrive. I told Bari ammi that I'll be visiting khala and will stay there for a day, and Azan was already at khala's house, as I asked Akram chacha to drop him there after school. Reaching there, I changed into comfortable clothes and went down for dinner as it was already late when we returned from University. Khala was delighted to see me, and was continuously nagging me of how thin and pale I was becoming. She made me eat so much that my stomach was hurting. Azan was enjoying as well, he got a partner to play with, even though Fariha was older but as they were both playing his favorite game cricket, he was beyond happy. After cleaning up the kitchen, me and Haya went and sat in the terrace with steaming
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