DUA AGHA KHAN. Dua agha Khan is a 28 year old woman trying to make her way through the judging gazes of people around her, being mute and divorced in a Desi society, she was gifted with criticism, harassment and Unhealed trauma. Her passion was writing began when she lost her voice admist the hustle of her haunting past and she had never felt more lucky to have become one of the finest writer out there. Escaping an abusive marriage was a hard task that almost cost her, her life. Surviving as a mute girl in the society she is met with yet problem of being arranged for a second marriage. It wasn’t something that she wanted, it wasn’t something that she would’ve probably looked forward to but it was happening. Not having the courage to say no she’soff to another ride of what seemed like an endless tunnel of darkness for her. RAZA SHOAIB Raza Shoaib is a 32 year old man with a serious personality. He doesn’t like getting involved in much and like to stay in his own boundaries. After having his fiancée cheat on him and run away a day before their wedding the image of loyal women had been ruined in his mind. He wasn’t looking forward to get settled and was happy living the life of an infamous playboy when his father arranges his marriage with the daughter of his Best friend. The girl he never approved of, having his father constantly on his tail with sharp glares and words he says yes to the proposal but with an intention to bring hell upon the woman’s life.
Lihat lebih banyakShe ran as fast as she could for she knew if she didn’t, she’ll be punished and this time she might not make it.
She never knew that marrying the love of her life would only mean lust for him. Lust of money, power and the destruction of her soul.
Her innocent heart never wanted to be his toy and if she wouldn’t do what he wanted She’ll get tortured in the most horrible ways possible.
Her train of thoughts was interrupted by someone pulling her back from her hair making her collided with a hard form. Her eyes met the softest hues of baby blues that stared back at her, the eyes that she mercilessly fell for, were filled with hatred and disgust which tore the 22 year old girl’s heart.
“You dared to runaway from me? Now watch what I’ll do, a punishment that’ll teach you your lesson for good and for last this time” he said while dragging her behind him still having a steel grip on her hair.
His steps were sturdy as he paid no heed to what the woman was going through and kept dragging her up the stairs, her legs bent, her hands clutched his, tears fell and sobs choked her but he heard none.
A menacing bark of laughter followed his movement of pushing her in front of him and a loud clap roared in the silent surrounding. The sky roared witnessing the torment and a loud clap of thunder made the cloudy sky bright.
“I… am sorry, I promise I won’t do it again, I’m sorry” she cried, she winced at the pain that shot through her scalp and made her weak. Her limbs trembled as she tried to take in a shaky breath but her lungs felt compressed.
“Sorry? Oh no honey sorry won’t bring me back the money I lost because of your stunt. Those men wanted a show and you know what happens when they don’t get, right? But you know what. Let’s make it more fun” He chuckled with a deadly glare in his eyes.
Dua looked behind herself and her breath hitched in her throat witnessing the boundary less corner of their home. She shook her head, her eyes widened and before she could voice out her plea, he had pushed her off the roof.
Loud thud reached his ears but didn’t look back, not even once as her supposedly lifeless body laid limp on the front porch in a pool of her own blood.
Minutes felt like centuries that tumbled down on her body like boulders, pain made her want to cry out loud but it also restricted every single movement her body wanted to make. Tears escaped her eyes and she soon heard what sounded like rushed footsteps and sirens.
Blurred figures gathered around her as her eyes dropped and she let herself fall into an endless pit of pain, misery and what she hoped for the most, death.
Doctors hurried to save the life of the girl brought in emergency, they tried they’re level best and hardest to keep this hopeless girl alive.
The police went out in search of her family and they were contacted soon after a missing report for a similar looking girl was found in the register.
It was the time of doom for the family as they had finally found the life of their house but at what cost. A search party was set out to find the man but he had as though disappeared from the face of this earth.
“We did our best to save her but she’s fallen in a coma and we’renot sure when or if she will wake up again”
With those last words the doctor made his way away from the family, as the mother sobbed in her husband’s cheat while the girl’s brother and sister tried their best to hold their composure.
"Sir we found these items in the house where she was found" a police officer came forward and handed them a packet that contained a diary.
A black leather diary stared back at them and they gulped. Taking the diary from them the officers were again off to their search for the man named Kashan who was mentioned in the diary.
Myra was the only one to master up the courage and read it. The words that stared back at her had her in tears, her body shivered, her voice trembled as she read the words painfully for her family. She couldn't read it anymore and she slammed the diary shut.
The content of the dairy made them all cry tears of blood and sob for the fragile woman who laid limp in the operation theatre.
Raza's povIts been a whole week since that incident. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened to her. Her reaction to uncle raising his hand. What did the doctor mean by past memories and what type of therapy. I feel guilty thinking this but is she mentally unstable and if she is then why is uncle Habib marrying her to me. And even if he is are there any precautions I need to know about. You can't just marry her to anyone without any warning. Anyways maybe she is not mentally unstable and she may not kill me in my sleep.Today's my engagement day. I'm all ready to go to the Khan's house. I really don't want to go but a part of me wants to. Besides Abba's thousands of threats are another reason I have to go. The ring I bought that day is still the one I'll give her. Though Abba wanted to give her Ammi's wedding/engagement ring that dadi must've given her but I don't want to give it to her.I wore a navy blue suit and set my hair slight messily on my head. I don't like to gel them
Dua's POV. A whole week has past by. The day of my engagement has arrived. I can't believe I'm going through this again. Last time it happened I was beyond happy. I was beaming and smiling the whole day. My dress was chosen after days and days of roaming around the markets. My makeup was done to perfection. My hair let loose it fell on my back like caramel waterfall. The peacefulness subsided the slight guilt I felt for manipulating baba to allow me to marry kashan. But... Now..... Now it all seems like a facade that I have to pull up for the people. MY smile may look real but I know how much my face hurts from smiling so bright. My dress is perfect but I don't know why I feel ugly wearing it. My makeup yet again done to perfection but I can still see the ugly me and not the makeup. My hair is done in an elegant design and left open. All in all I look pretty to the world's eyes but my eyes they can still see the broken,used and ugly girl. The dress and makeup don't make me feel wort
Dua's POVI reached home and to my surprise uncle Azan and his family was there. One step in the house I could feel the tension in the air. What happened here? I walked into the house and I'm engulfed in a bear hug by ammi. "Dua where were you do you know since how long Azan and his family has been waiting for you" baba asked sternly. I looked towards baba and signed I was in office working on my latest book, baba looked at me clearly seeing through my lie, I think baba was not happy with my lie and then he did something I never expected him to he raised his hand almost slapping me square across the face. I put my hands up in defense and shut my eyes forcefully. Baba had never raised his hand on me never in my life. I waited for the impact or the pain to come but it didn't. I looked up to see uncle Azan holding his hand, I could only stare at his hand in pure horror baba slapping me wasn't the thing that was preventing me from breathing unfortunately it dragged me back to one of the
Raza's POVI woke up to a commotion in the house but that's nothing new. Two sisters one old man the perfect trio to wake up in the morning. I freshened up and got dressed and then went downstairs to eat breakfast and then leave for office. Abba retired a year back and ever since I've been incharge of the our family business. "Assalamualaikum everyone." I said as cheerfully as I could but that never happens. "What's with the gloomy attitude" "someone woke up in the wrong side of the bed" " OMA he stayed awake the whole night thinking about his wife to be" that what I got from my family members I rolled my eyes no need to answer any of that. I sat down and we all had breakfast together. Abba said he would be going the Khan's for a little engagement sort of a thing. "Abba I haven't even given my answer which is obviously a No then why are you even bothering call them and tell them its a no from me." I said while eating the last bits of my breakfast. "The answer has been decided you j
Dua's POV Its been hours since I woke up hours since I've been out of the house,hours since I have been driving senselessly. I don't know where this journey will lead me . After a really long drive I reached the place where it all started. The house where my life turned upside down. When I first stepped inside this house it was supposed to be my heaven, the place where I was supposed to be running after my children when they learn how to run, where my husband will shower me with his unconditional love. Where I thought I'd live to see a bright future ahead. But with every step I take towards it my heart feels heavy as if every step adds more to the burden that I already carry on my shoulder. The dried blood on the porch reminds me of the time when I was thrown off the roof. The broken glass from the windows remind me of my broken heart. The unlocked and unsafe door of the house reminds me of the days when I was left unguarded in front of the animals of this world that we call men I'm
Raza's POV "Baba would you mind if I ask why are you forcing an already married girl into marrying me?" I asked baba its getting annoying , if this is one of his other ways of annoying me then he's succeeding excellently. "Well for your information she's not married she's divorced they had issues that I don't know about and hence why she's been divorced for 8 years now. If it wouldn't have been for kashan asking for her hand in marriage then muskan and I surely would've." Baba said, the thing that caught my attention was weren't they so awfully in love with each other then how come they're divorced and by the way where is kashan ever since I came back I haven't seen him or even heared of him. "OK but then what's with the attitude why can't she just talk for once huh?" I asked fed up with the silent behavior of hers who does she think she is. "Beta we don't know her parents said its been like that ever since she came back. They haven't shared much information about what happened bu
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