With the sound of azaan she went to and did her ablution, Arzoo couldn't believe she was awake till morning. she took a long shower, and wore her red color salwar kameez.

She left her damp hair half in clip and half hanging to her waist covering her head and chest with a red scarf and no makeup at all. She looked at herself in vanity, blood shot puffy eyes, red nose and cheeks, lips swollen, and she looked completely broken. Her eyes were like there was no life in them.

But still she looked as always beautiful and pure.

His words were saved in her mind, she was lost now.

Life was not easy for her and her hope to make life any better was shattered.

She felt completely alone now, she couldn't go back to her uncle's house and she couldn't tell anyone anything, life was being very cruel to her.

'' ya Allah (j) I don't know what you have written in my destiny.

You took my family I didn't complain,

I have been raised as an orphan I didn't complain.

I got married to someone who hates me and doesn't want me around him, but still I won't complain.

I am sorry I did ask you last night for all this which are happening in my life.

I was lost and I am still lost. I need you please hold my hand, don't leave me in darkness. show me a way I know you have always been with me I need you now too.

Give me strength and show me way what should I do?

Please give me strength that I don't feel weak and fall, hold my hand I need you please''

Tears were streaming her face again. she finished her prayer and folded the praying mat.

Clearly she was not aware of him at all.

She didn't know that who Amaan Rahmani is.

He is the heart throb of all the ladies around the world, wither young or old.

He is in the front page of every magazine.

He is the youngest billionaire and the CEO of AR collections (a business combine of mainly hotels but also own hospitals both in AFG, UAE and USA as well).

Known to all as an arrogant, rude, proud, ambitious, handsome and heartless.

But Arzoo had no idea of him, or his nature so how will she live with him when they have an earth and sky differences between them.

She took deep breaths and went outside of the room.

To her surprise she saw Mrs. Zarina sitting in the lawn having a glass of fresh juice.

It was a huge lawn, braced to different colors of flowers and a huge swimming pool too.

Surely this house was a big mansion. But for her broken heart nothing was soothing. Everything were looking dull to her.

'' asalamualikum ''

She approached her and greet her Mrs. Zarina opened her embrace for her which she hugged her wholeheartedly.

'' walaikum salam how are you my child''

Arzoo sat beside and took her hands in her hand

'' I am good how are you feeling?''

She give her a weak smile.

'' better now but why are you awake this early?''

Arzoo tried her best to look happy and satisfied with her new life.

She swallowed the limp rise in her throat and looked at her and formed a small smile.

'' it's my habit I can't go to sleep after my prayer''

Mrs. Zarina studied her face for a good minute which made Arzoo nervous, she avoided her eyes and looked down to her lap. Mrs. Zarina sighed and hold her hand while Arzoo was looking down to hide her swollen eyes.

'' your eyes are saying another story''

Arzoo looked at her then her eyes lower down again trying hard to not cry in front of this weak and sick old woman, who was struggling herself to look strong for her family.

'' I know my child, whether you hide it or not but I know how my son is, and how is he treating you. But trust me he is not that bad, he has a very soft heart, he is humble but he is not showing it.

Amaan is different from his age of men.

He is very strong both outside and inside, he care a lot about his family and he is a very possessive man my child.

He is stubborn too, at times very difficult to live with him but he is not bad''

She sighed and looked to the garden and continued

'' your father in law started his business in US. And I was doing great.

We were happy. Amaan and Anabia were kids. They were having everything they ever wanted.

AR AFGHAN CUSINES was doing great, back then it was one hotel. But day by day it emerged in to a big success. Then it had a big fall. One of our rivals spread wrong rumors about our hotel. They said we are using pork in our dishes. It fall like it never existed. We lost all. The muslim communitys boycott as. They throw as from the area where we were living. We place but the rumor was spread like wild fire. They were not allowing your father in law in masques too. Finally we decide to shift to other state.

Amaan's father sold the hotel. It was done. I got sick, we lacked money. We were lost.

You father in law started teaching at a nearby school, he would earn that much that we could spent our life. My sickness was not helping him. He started to teach maths at home and would earn little money. But still it was less. Amaan was a smart kid, he was observing it all. When they started to go to school, they didn't have bags. But I sew for them. Amaan would never say a word, but Anabia would cry that her classmates have better bags than her. Later your father in law start his hotel but it was not a hotel but a food truck. After fighting with blames and poverty, finally our exam was over.

When we found some money, he opened a hotel, a small one.

With the help of god soon it was a big success. Slowly and with time things were coming in to its place.

Among all this time, what we didn't notice was that Amaan was lost. He was not talking much, he was calm. But they were a storm in his eyes. Gradually he was getting his steps in to his father's business.

He was very small when he entered his father's business and that was our undoing.

He worked hard and we thought it was good for him to be responsible but we were wrong. He was studying and working with his father at the same time.

When he became a machine we didn't see that and when we did it was late.

He had no morning and no night all studying and working.

At such young age he succeeded a lot, but we lost him, we lost touch with him, his father and I lost our son and Anabia lost her only twin sibling. In less time he expanded the business while he was graduate too.

He expanded it in too many hotels across the country and hospitals. Then he changed the names to AR COLLECTIONS.

He could only say that I have a family but, he was never with as in any occasion of anything else.

I know he never cared about you, although he was full aware of your life,

Your parents,

And your relationship with him but he simply didn't care at all.

But I know him because I am his mother and a mother knows about her kids, she knows about things before it happen to her kids.

I know that he is the best son ,

The best brother,

And he will be the best husband too.

But he is too lost in his world that he is simply not accepting the change in his life.

He is not accepting you right now............ right?''

Arzoo was shocked on her every word.

Especially her last word accept.

How does she know?

She swallowed and just nodded couldn't make it to reply to her.

She smiled and took her hand again and while looking at her she continued.

'' you are shocked how I know?

No he didn't say anything to me or anyone.

He doesn't have the habit to say something to anyone, he keeps everything to himself.

But I know him.

He was not ready for this marriage, simply because he doesn't want someone to disturb him in his so much busy world where he is, and he made a shield for himself.

Give him time and never leave him.

Be patient.

I am having an operation in the coming few days I don't know if I will make it out of not. But I want you to promise me that you will be with him ,

You will make him realize that he has a family life too,

You give him love, give him care, give him family.

Work on this marriage my child just have patience with him. He is not bad he just need time. please promise me that he will be ok''

Arzoo was lost in her words.

How can she promise her when she herself is not sure, wither she can do it or not. But still she had no place to go or no other choice.

She looked at Mrs. Zarina , it broke her heart to see how broken she was looking.

Her eyes were pleading her to promise her, that she would take care of her son.

Arzoo took a deep breath, and wiped her eyes.

She took Mrs. Zarina's hand and kissed it. Looking at her eyes she said words which were coming from her heart but not mind.

'' I promise, I will work hard for this marriage to work''

Mrs. Zarina hugged her and wiped her tears.

Amaan's word were still fresh in her wounded heart, but she had no choice.

this was her fate, and she had no other option but to go with the flow.

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