บททั้งหมดของ Strings of Fate: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Zaheer's POV,I brought my mom for her routine check up. She has diabetes. I was just waiting for the reports that's when my phone buzzed. "I'll just take this call its from work" i told mom. She just smiled and nodded sitting in the waiting room. I've never been so thankful to a call from work as I was that moment, because of that call, I got to see her again. She had a injured girl in a burkha with with her. She looked so desperate, her beautiful face full of concern.'maybe she ran to the nearest hospital'I thought she must be a family member but I was wrong.  "That girl is soo brave, she helped a complete stranger." One of the nurses outside

Zaheer's POV,Its been 3 weeks since I met her. She rejected me straight away. Ya Khuda! What should I do? I just can't get her out of my head. I- I think I love her. And I can't figure it out until I see her again. I have to see her. I need to...Sania's POV,Its been 3weeks since Mr. Fancy pants came here. Haven't heard or seen him or his family since then. Its good, but Mummy just wouldn't let go. She keeps on pestering me with questions. 'did you say something stupid? Did you insult him? This- that!' ya Allah! I'm tired.She's worried that a nice proposal would get out of reach. Tsk. I don't want this. I just wanna stay single for the rest of my life and take care of my parents. Mamma says I should worry about having my own family. But trust me, I'll be a terrible mom. I'm already soo bad

   Sania's POV,The ladies are singing *Geet for me. I'm sitting on a chair surrounded by all of them. One by one the ladies and girls are approaching me and applying haldi on me. I am smiling, but am I?I see the glowing face of Mamma. She just can't stop smiling. Occasionally, she has tears in her eyes, but that smile, its still there. Guess that's the only thing that's helping me to go on.It's a ladies function so Daddy isn't here. He's outside looking after the catering. But he still came for a while and applied the haldi on my face. I cried hugging him, eventually staining his new kurta. Stupid me.There's soo much commotion around here. Soooo much expenses. Why do people even get married? It's soo costly. But

Sania's POV,I'm not used to wearing a duppatta on my head everyday around the house. But now that I'm married, I have to do it always, everyday, without fail. The room is the only place where I have a freedom.Zaheer and I keep on going out every evening meeting mine and his relatives. It's exhausting. Sometimes, he takes me out on dates too. 3 days ago he asked me the most dreaded question. 'Where would I like to go on our honeymoon?'I know he said he won't do anything, but still... Come on..... We'll be all alone. That to for 2 weeks he said.What if he--- and I can't even say no. He's my husband! Just the thought of it makes me nauseous. I kept on ignoring the topic but finally he cornered me and I literally mean cornered me.

"Aahhha...... no Zaheer.....don't" Sania moaned."Hold on Sania, just a bit longer""I- it hurts..... Please......aahhaa..... nhhaaa... Not so hard....mmmnnaaahh...Be gentle....aah""Aw, ....aww, Sania......, not so tight...." Zaheer winced."Ahhaahhnhh....""Don't scream so much, what will people think?" Zaheer teased with a smirk."You're soo crue...l... Ahhh.""It's ......almost..... done...""Za....heer......ouch....""All done"