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Chapter Twenty-five
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The Unwanted Bride Book 1 Chapter Thirty
Their First Date Or Disaster Part One.Getting To Know Hayat Better.Hayat's PovLiving in Sameera and Zahir's house isn't something I wanted for myself especially when I am a married woman. But the same married woman whose husband treats her as a stranger.I have no idea what I have done to deserve this from him. I am by myself trying to get my memories back but nothing is happening.I keep coming up with the name Azaan over and over again. Like a mantra.I have to keep myself busy as I was given time to heal by the school principal.Teaching is what I love to do and I would rather go back to school and teach rather than stay home doing nothing other than being idle.As I was about to make myself something to eat, I heard the doorbell ring.Who could it be?Sameera and Zahir are at work and they won't be home until a little later.I walked to the door and asked who it was. I was shocked to hear that it was Aayan.What is he doing here? He hasn't visited me since I left the hospital a
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The heart will always remember what the mind forgets. Leaving The Hospital And Going To Live With Sameera. Hayat's pov. Lying to my father about my memories is somehow the worst thing I have ever done to both him and me. I don't want to be a burden to him knowing that he is happy that am now married. Many questions will always be unanswered because no one is willing to answer them. Not Sameera. Not Zahir. And not Aayan who is my husband. How can I go to his home when I don't even remember our wedding? Today is the day I am getting discharged from the hospital alhamdulillah. Hayat, are you alright?", Sameera asks me. I don't know how to answer her. "I am okay, alhamdullilah. Thank you for doing this. If I would have it any other way..." "I know and understand what you are trying to tell me, Hayat. You are welcome any time at my house. Besides, you are my sister no matter what happens. Plus I won't want the witch to hurt you", she interrupts me. This made me smile. Whoever
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Who Are You? Two Weeks Later. Aayan's Pov. She hasn't woken up yet. The swelling inside the brain has gone now, Alhamdulillah. But she hasn't woken up. Zahir and the other doctors keep assuring me that she will wake up when the time comes. Azaan was getting restless because he hadn't seen his mamma for almost two weeks. He knows where she is but I don't have the heart to bring him to see her at the hospital, especially with wires all over her. I have been spending almost every day of my time at the hospital hoping that Hayat would wake up. But it broke my heart every time I looked at her lying in bed, pale, and it was all because of the words I told her. "Anger is nothing in the body, but it is poison to the heart and mind. That's why you should try and stay away from it". Her words give me the things that I need. Each time I would be sad, she would try to cheer me up and now she isn't there to do that. I held her hand with mine, squeezing it trying to get a reaction from her
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The Accident. Hayat's pov. I wasn't angry at Aayan for shouting at me. He thought I was abusing Azaan but the truth was I wasn't going to. I was more sad than angry because of the words he said to me. I love Azaan as my son. As I got out of the house, I didn't notice that Azaan came running toward me. He was crying for me. "Mamma", I could hear him calling me from the roadside beside the home. He was running towards me while the car was coming towards him. I quickly rushed towards him not caring about myself. He was my priority. I quickly grabbed him out of the way making the car hit me instead of him. I could feel the blood coming out of my head but all I could think of was Azaan alright? I got my answer when I saw his small hands wiping the blood that was coming out of my head. " Mamma", he continued to cry while trying to keep me awake. Alhamdulillah he is safe. As I begin losing consciousness. I could hear the guard calling my name. "Mrs. Hayat. Hold on the ambulance
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He is my son, Not yours. Mine. Three months later. Hayat's pov It has been almost four months since being married to Aayan and I wouldn't complain as I knew what being married to him would be like. He had already told me what to expect from him. We share a bed just like roommates do, we pray almost every prayer together. Alhamdulillah for that. And I still wear my hijab around him. It's weird because he is now my husband who can see my hair but I am not sure if I am his wife or someone he needs to keep him company while he still mourns for his late wife. He had introduced me to Farwa who I liked the first time we met. She has a daughter who is in high school and almost graduating. Today is the first day that I will be going back to work as I took a leave of absence for a month to get to know the schedule of being married. I was leaving Azaan as he would be taken to a different school by his father. "Azaan it is time to wake up, my prince", I wake him up well try to. " I mad
The Unwanted Bride Book 1 Chapter Twenty-five
Tangled. Aayan's Pov. When I finished praying with Hayat I could feel something that I thought I lost a long time ago. The peace. The tranquillity that prayers have and most of the inner peace. She is truly an angel that was sent to me and Azaan so that she could help us heal. I looked at her side of the bed only to find her sleeping with her hijab on. Does it not irritate her? I thought to myself and I moved my hand towards her face trying to ease the crease in between her eyebrows. She understood me when I told her about not getting intimate. "Why are you like this, Hayat? Pure and angelic yet people just tend to take advantage of your pure heart. I will try my best to be a friend and a good husband to you. I am sorry if I have hurt you by giving you that condition", I told her while I knew that she couldn't hear me as she was asleep. Love is a strange word. We feel it yet we are unsure of it. Thank you, Hayat for making me pray with you. I turned my back to sleep but all
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