All Chapters of HIS LOVE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I was getting ready for bed, when Arman entered inside locking the door behind him. "Daniyal Bhai se kahe ke Haya se durr rahe." I spoke with gritted teeth. (Ask Daniyal to stay away from Haya) Arman who was going towards the closet, stopped, turned around and looked my way deadly. "Or tumhe kese lagta hai ke Mai tumhari baat sununga?" He said with a raised eyebrow. (And how do you think I'll listen to you?) "Mujhe kuch nahi pata. Mai Haya ke sath esa kuch nahi hone dungi Jo mere sath hua." I stated coldly.(I don't know anything. I will never let something same happen to Haya what happened to me) As if something snapped inside of him, and in no second, Noor was pressed against the wall, with her hands on top of her in Arman's one hand. With the other hand he grabbed her jaw and made her face him.'kiya nahi hone dogi tum? Huh?" He barked at me. (What will you not let happen?) "Wohi jo apne mere sath Kiya. Mai nahi chahti ke Haya ke sath esa ho ya kisi or larki ke sath esa ho

I slammed the door shut, only to come face to face with ammi. Since how much time was she standing here? Just, how much did she hear? She gave me a disappointing look, making me believe that she heard what Noor said, and she did believe it instantly. I went past her to the front door, and to my car, sitting inside, I started the engine and drifted off. The whole day I spent, at my lake house, all alone, as I recalled what she said to me. Zabardasti kerne se ziyada Kia bura kersakte Hain ap? Hath uthainge? Uthaye! Apse kuch or umeed bhi nahi Kari jaa sakti Her each and every word stung like a hell. I didn't miss the venom and hatred for me in her eyes, I never expected her to be this fierce. She shocked me to my core when she said that she can't expect me to not raise my hand on her. It was the worst I felt, I knew my guilt on forcing her was real, I felt horrible myself, but listening this from her own mouth made my heart stop for a second. I felt angry on my own damn self. I kn

My life became a mess since she has left me. I don't even know how the hell am I still breathing!? Maybe because I still have a hope deep down, that she will come back, maybe? I have become a little too distant, I am still stuck at the thought, that she has eventually left me to suffer, she after leaving me, made me realize the actual looser I am. The last months, flashes before my eyes, the day I took her forcefully, the day I crushed her soul. I miss those small smiles she used to have when she would see Azan laughing, the way her face would lit up when someone would praise her cooked dishes. I miss everything about her. She is a woman of power, she has so much patience, that she coped up with me and my irrationality. I can't even think about loosing my parents, and then left to raise the only brother, she went through so much in her life that too in a very young age. She is a gem, rare to find. But what I did, I fucking lost it, I didn't take care of her, and gradually it lost

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

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