After nikah was done, everyone congratulated them and gave them their blessings. No private meeting was held, because Arman disagreed to it and didn't wanted to scare Noor more all the family members understood.
It was after one month when everything started.One day Noor had gotten an acknowledgement slip for her exams and was to be signed by the parents or guardian. She went to her dadi's room where Dadi with Baray Abbu, Arman along with Bari ammi were sitting. She came to them and gave the paper to her Baray Abbu, who after knowing that it was to be signed by the guardian, passed it to Arman who was typing something on his phone,
He who was busy on his phone when saw his Abbu passing him a paper looked up and took the slip,They both could not understand, as she didn't know why he was being handed the slip and he was confused as to why he was getting this slip but, everything sorted out when his father spoke in his athoritive voice.' Arman, now as you're her husband,
I want you to sign this and take care of her every decision as a guardian form now on.And Noor if you want anything or something like this I want you to go to Arman, is that okay?'They both nodded and Arman sliently signed it and handed back to her. She who was still in shock as to what her Baray Abbu said, she took the slip from him and with a small salam left the room as soon as possible. she was helpless and, a tear rolled down her eye.
Arman who was still in daze and swallowing the news of being her guardian, saw her leaving the room but before she could close the door behind he already saw the lone tear slip from her dark brown eye
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The jarh of hatred already took place in her heart for him at that very moment because she knew he could've denied them and they would've accepted, but no why would he? when he was getting dominance over someone. She knew he could even delay their nikah because he had that power and authority, but no, he was an obedient child to his parents and could not say no. note the sarcasm.
she knew he was a fucking Mafia boss and could do anything he wish and she even knew that he was not forced into this and everyone had took his consent over this and she had no idea why he even agreed to marry her, it was not that they liked each other or they even interacted.she was helpless in front of their demand but he was not so why? only this thought roamed her mind and now that bastard was her fucking guardian.and for this matter also she was helpless. and from there her journey to hatred for him started because if he wanted he could've stopped everything. and so she started avoiding him so that he could not order her around even when she was only 15.
Arman was not sad nor happy before nikah it was asked from him and he agreed because their marriage was fixed from the start. so why not now,after their nikah he noticed that she startwd avoiding him, if he would come anywhere she would run from their,
and then something called desire took place in his heart for her, it was as if he couldn't throw her out of his mind, and unintentionally he started noticing her.
He saw how she would never talk to anyone if not needed or asked, how she would be reserved, she would smile less, only laugh when she'll be with Azaan or his cousin sisters. He even noticed how she would drape her dupatta when any male cousin would come to her, and he felt proud on her this act, he knew she was beautiful, polite and a little curvy, he noticed it all, and so desire for her became strong even when he was only 24, he wanted to devour her, his stupid hormones.After sometimes his likeness towards her increased, he saw how she would smile at little things, take care of Azaan as he was her own kid. And from their his journey to love started.
A year later when he was about to turn 25 he left Haveli and started living in different states as the work increased. And he had to pay more attention towards it. And living in Haveli was distracting him or more precisely she was distracting him mentally.
When he left Noor was on the cloud 9, she had no bound to her happiness, she would then come out of her room often, smile often and sometimes she would become a tigress when someone would disturb her or tease her of being married. She was happy because there was no one to make her feel like she was being watched.
She was very good in her studies, when she turned 17, she started learning to cook from her Dadi and Bari ammi. She would always help everyone in anything. With time she started getting attached to Haris as he was a friendly person to be with, all the cousins shared a great bond, if anything happen they would start defending them.
Hareem was the eldest in them and the most shy one, then Haris was the smart one and helpful too, Ammar was the flirty one but in a friendly way, he loved to tease Hira, Armeen was the beauty with brain one and then Hira was witty and trouble maker. She was the only one to get annoyed very fast. Then came the most sober Noor, she was the caring one, beautiful, polite and full of grace, they all respected each other.
It all happened when Arman was out of town and everything was moving smoothly as the time passed,
Arman Came back after a year and a half when Noor turned 18 and into a beautiful young girl. Every destruction started from their.
It was altogether very peaceful in the whole Haveli, the silence was as pure as the wintry blanket outside. The silence was somewhat comforting, and spoke for itself, it was serene in a way where you could feel at home. The sun was bright and early, up the horizon, sharp raises of golden and orange spreading over the vast light blue sky. Azan ran inside the whole Haveli with the biggest smile on his face, his eyes sparkling and the corner of his eyes crinkling. He was finally ten summers old. His hearty giggles softened the weary walls of Haveli. His laughter vibrant and heartwarming as he trudged around the people in his chaotic way, chasing an all too frightened yet eager Khizer. Khizer padded his way to his parents room as fast as his short legs could move, as he giggled on the way Azan was making sounds of monster on tail. Slamming the door of the room open, both the duo ran inside laughing, but came to a sudden halt in front of a heaving Arman, who had an unknown look on his fa
The Haveli was filled with relatives, and people from all around the town, after all it was a funeral of their beloved Mustafa malick! The people were here to sympathize, they loved him. They respected him most of all. They were mourning over him, he was a wise man after all.Aamina was in complete denial, she didn't shed a tear, as she just sat there on the hard pavement, looking far away, at nothing in particular. Aamina's cousin came to Haveli right after he was called. I never saw him before, but he didn't gave me any good vibes. I consoled Aamina, along with attending to other people. Armeen was sitting with dadi, and some other ladies of the town. Bari ammi was just quietly weeping. Haya and Hira along with Hareem were helping with the arrangements and everything. Ammar looked a lot sullen, stood at the corner with some men. Arman had a solemn look on his face. But I knew he loved his father and he was deeply hurt. I took a plate of for food to him, he didn't had his lu
I couldn't help but let my mind wander over to their bodies lying almost lifeless. I again threw up, and came out of the washroom all washed up. I again felt chills running down my spine. "Done?" I looked up at him, who sat their on the edge of the bed. I nodded slightly. He patted the place next to him, and i silently obeyed. Sitting down right next to him, he pulled me more into him, as he rested his hand on my waist. "I am sorry, Noor." He looked down as he spoke up, his voice velvety. "I forgive you Arman." I said with a small smile. He gave me a wolfish grin. His charmingly hard features more prominent from this close. He looked into my eyes deeply, before placing his lips on my forehead. My heart pounded inside my chest, as I swayed a little at my place, Arman stiffened as he backed away slightly. "How are you feeling now?" I pointed at his damaged organned gash on his back. He passed me a soft smile, before shrugging. "Khud hi dekhlo." He hurriedly took off his sh
I woke up with a jolt, I was sweating profusely, my heart pounding in my chest, it felt as if it will come any moment now. I glanced around the dimly lit room, only the golden ceiling light on, illuminating the dark room, highlighting the shapes and figures. I was back in our room. It was already dark, I looked up at the wall clock, that showed the time after midnight. I was alone in the room, the piercing silence, quietening down, by my loud thumping heart. I stood up, as I looked at myself in the mirror. There I stood in Arman's shirt, and my own pajamas. Tears prickled the back of my eyes, but I held them in. It was way past midnight, and I didn't even know since when I was out. I made my way to the washroom, to wash away the sweat. —I strolled out of the bathroom, with just the bathrobe on, I didn't take my clothes inside. Just as I was about to go inside the closet, my eyes fell on the bedside table. Meri bed ki drawer mai signed hue divorce papers hai. Tum apne sign ke
He looked changed, a lot. There was no doubt, he looked a little more bulky, and muscular, but only in a month's time? He had slight dark circles around his eyes, as if he didn't slept for ages. I was grateful to him to let me come with them. I don't know, if Azan was safe or not, but I wanted to go. I wanted to see him, touch him as soon as possible. Just a little convincing from me, had him all baffled for me. I small smile stretched up on my face. He kissed me, and I don't know why I didn't pull away. But the ecstatic look on his face after the kiss was priceless. The drive was silent, as Arman's eyes focused on the abundant and bumpy road ahead. I was looking out the window, to passing dried trees and the vast deserted area on both the sides of the road. There was not even a single plot of civilization, just bushes, and rocks, and cold winds, as far as I can see. Arman's hand slightly touched my thigh, as he shifted the gear, while I visibly trembled, mak
It was already in the after when I woke up with a slight headache and fever. I changed into a shalwar kameez, and offered Salah before dumping his shirt into the laundry basket into the far deep corner. Making the bed, I left his room, and hopped downstairs in search of painkillers.I entered the kitchen, to see no one, just Hira sitting on the dining table chopping vegetables.I passed her a small smile, as I poured myself a glass of water, and gulping it down. "You know where are painkillers kept?" I asked her searching the cupboards. "Yeah on the top left corner, but why?" I shook my head, as I found them. "Just had a slight headache. Nothing much.""Noor, you just woke up. Eat something before you take those." Hira pointed at the pills in my hand. I nodded. She was right, I can't take the pills empty stomach. "I made some soup for Bari ammi, have that. It will help." She stood up, picking a bowl, and pouring the hot soup right from the pan on the stove, and placed it in f