باسم الله الأكثر رحيما

biaism allah al'akthar rahiman

إذا حان الوقت للصلاة، فيرجى الصلاة قبل قراءة هذا لأن ليس هناك ما هو أكثر أهمية من الصلاة

'iidha han alwaqt lilsalaati, fayurjaa alsalaat qabl qira'at hadha li'ana lays hunak ma hu 'akthar 'ahamiyatan min alsalaa

(if it's time for prayer then please pray before reading this because nothing is more important than salat)

ASSALAMUALAIKUM

Here's Chapter 23

Yeah it's an early update.....

Enjoy........

Dedicated to

"Congratulations Iman. I'm so happy for you." Fatima said in a venomous tone.

Why would Zayn bhai propose to me?

This is utterly ridiculous.

I can't believe this.

Fatima is looking hurt about the whole thing. I can tell from her expression that she likes Zayn bhai but she's willing to leave him for his happiness but she should know i'll never marry zayn bhai. Ya Allah why are people who are close to me trying to marry me. First it was bhai and now zayn bhai.

I'm tired of all this. Worst of all I'm married to someone who doesn't want to see my existence.

"Fatima are you okay?" Mahreen asked.

We're currently in her room after that announcement Zayn bhai did. Mahreen and the rest of their family are leaving tommorow. I'll miss her doe. She sometimes remind me of my first and best friend.

"Yes i am..... what am i saying, I'm not fine m I guess i should go back home now. There's nothing left here anyways." She bursted out.

Wow... that was unexpected..

How can Zayn bhai be so blind to notice that fatima likes him. O thought I saw love in his eyes for her.

Maybe it's a revenge marrige. He's being nice to me which is orderly unacceptable so i think he's planning something against me by marrying me.

Forgot that now. I need to get Fatima back together.

"Fatima can i ask you a question?" I enquire.

"Sure." She replied meekly.

"Do you like Zayn? I want the truth."

"It'..s n...ot li...ke tha...t I...man." she stuttered.

"That doesn't answer the question fatima. Just say it, we're not judging you." Mahreen said.

"Okay yes, i like zayn alot but that won't create problems for you iman. I think it's better if i leave." Fatima's voice held a cry as she made her way towards the door but stopped when she heard my voice.

"why don't you talk to him about it or maybe your parents or even khala." I suggested.

She moved her head towards me in a swift motion,staring at me with wide eyes.

"No no iman, before i started having these feelings for him,he was and still is my best friend so i'll always rejoice in his happiness no matter what the situation is and no matter how it'll hurt me. If you make him happy then who am i to come between you two." Fatima's voice was breaking down.

I hate to see someone this way and it's all because of me.

I'm the cause of her tears.

What can i really do?

I'll just tell her that i won't get married to zayn bhai. Even if i wasn't married to azan i still wouldn't have married him. Why? Well because i don't even want to get married now but who am i to complain when khala is just doing this for my sake.

Still I'm confused about the whole situation.

I know baba wants everything dad left for me but i was told it's when i turn 20.

I also know that bhai is just lusting after me or should i say trying to use me but i don't know for what. I couldn't forget the sentence bhai said. "Too bad you're just a pawn in a game...."

Also the creepy anonymous letters i always everyday get in college.

The person always knows exactly what I'm doing.

Enough thinking about this for now.

I need to focus on Fatima.

I should tell her now before she breaks down.

"I'm not marrying him Fatima so please don't loose hope yet. Tell your parents about i-"

"No no no no. Look what I've done. Please Iman don't do this. You'll crush him if you reject him please, i don't want to see him broken. I'm so stupid i shouldn't have confessed to you, i should have kept these stupid feelings buried inside me and never tell anyone. Zayn will hate me if he knows I'm the reason behind you rejecting him. Please don't reject him. Please don't break his heart." Fatima grabbed my hands pleading.

Wow....

This reminds me of my self. She's sacrificing her happiness just to see the him happy.

That's what I've been doing for years. Sacrificing my happiness just to please my family and earn something if not love but respect but the world is more cruel than i thought.

"Fatima.... please try to understand me, even if you were not in love with him i'll still say no." I said and the grip she had on my hands tightened.

"WHY HUH? WHY CAN'T YOU ACCEPT HIM? ARE YOU TOO GOOD FOR HIM." her nails were digging my skin which made me wince.

"Fatima stop this. Calm down." Mahreen intervained.

"NO I WON'T CALM DOWN BHABI. FIRST LET HER TELL ME WHY SHE'S REJECTING HIM. TELL ME IMAN." She yelled still having a firm grip on my hands.

"BECAUSE I'M MARRIED." I yelled blurting out the dreadful content which i wasn't supposed to utter.

I gazed at fatima with wide eyes and found her eyes also wide like mine and Mahreen also had same expression as me.

Ya Allah. What have i done?

"Yo... you're m...ma..rried." fatima stuttered. By now the grip she had on my had has loosened and she moved away from me setting her self on the bed close to Mahreen who was still shocked.

"Um...i...n...no....i... was j..ust j...ok..ing." I stuttered.

"I don't believe you im. Your face clearly shows you're lying.... okay swear by Allah that you're saying the truth." Fatima said looking me straight in the eye.

I glanced at Mahreen and she mouthed for me to tell her the truth.

I'm doomed.

"Yes I'm married but please don't tell anyone." I pleaded.

"H....how can this b...e. you're so young. I'm older than you what am i saying heck you're just a year older than Alina. How come you're married? Where is your husband? Why does no one know about this? Why didn't you tell Zayn about it earlier so you won't break his heart? Why are you staying here instead of being with your husband? Are you a gold digger? No no maybe you're a spy or maybe you work for the mafia? What's your miss-." Fatima kept blabbering with her eyes full of hatred and Mahreen decided to stop her.

"Just shut it Fatima. That's enough. No more words from you." Mahreen warned.

I just stood there my eyes getting teary.

It's not her fault. I don't even believe it myself that I'm married.

I thought i'll fulfill my dream of being an independent woman but no i got stuked in a relationship where I'm just an unwanted wife.

I don't think the void in my broken life can ever be fixed.

I don't think i can be fixed.

I don't think I'm good enough for this world......I just mess it up for everyone.

I don't think my purpose in this world is to live a happy life......

"No bhabi let me speak. She needs to say it. What is she up to and from the looks of it, it's definitely clear that you knew about this bhabi." Fatima screeched.

"You want to know everything right. I'll tell you n-." I cut Mahreen off.

"No don't waste your time explaining. All i want you to know is that khala and khalu already know that I'm married but i seriously didn't expect these kind of reaction from you but then again we're not even friends." I spoke sadly. Making my way towards the door,i sighed heavily turning the door knob when fatima stopped me placing her hand on mine which was holding the door knob.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to react that way, i was just shocked and acted irrationally. Please forgive me and explain things to me, i promise it'll be our secret." She spoke softly.

I guess i'll have to tell her..

Well what choice do i have?

"Well it all started when......." I told her the whole story. Well not everything, just from when bhai asked for my hand.

"Sothismeansyouareazanbhai'swife." Fatima said in one breath.

I really couldn't understand what's she was saying doe. I gave her a confused look and Mahreen asked her what she said.

"Oh sorry,i was just so stunned. What i was saying is that so this means that ims is azan bhai's wife. This is so shocking. Yo..u.... I can't digest this but you've got some sick cousin girl." She raised her hands in a dramatic way.

I can't digest it too.

"Please let this conversation not leave this room. It started here and it should also end here." Mahreen said sternly and Fatima nodded in confirmation.

I was about to speak when Mahreen's phone beat me to it.. She took her phone gesturing us she had to take it.

"So are you still leaving?" I asked.

Hope not..

"Of course not. I have a reason to stay now. Thank you ims bhabi but i'll also be leaving in a couple of weeks as summer online classes will soon be over so i'll be going to university in person." She smiled.

Wait she called me bhabi...

Wow what a humungous joke.

"Wow girls....looks like we're staying for two weeks more. I'm so excited, let's make this two weeks memorable cause i know you guys we'll never visit me even if i'm just an hour drive away." Mahreen scoffed.

Wow I'm so glad she's staying.

**

(10:05pm)

THIRD PERSON'S POV

"We called you here to know your thoughts on zayn's proposal." Mr Qureshi said.

"Well what do you expect my opinion to be huh? That woman is my God forsaken wife and he's proposal therefore can't happen. S.I.M.P.L.E." Azan spoke emphasizing on the simple.

"As far as i know, she's your temporary wife and you'll be divorced soon in a matter of one month so why are you being so irrational." His mother spat..

"Irrational? You call this irrational?" He paused laughing loudly before speaking again. "she's still my wife and you can't get her married when she's still mine." -Azan..

"Watch me then. I got you both married in the first place and i'll be the one to break it. Just tell me when you started accepting her as your wife huh? How about your so called girlfriend whom you're dying to get married to? Well I've given you a go ahead so by next month we'll visit her parents and talk about your marriage and for that zayn will get married to iman and that too if she says yes and I'm definitely sure she will cause you've never treated her like a human anyways." He's mother quarreled.

I can't loose her.....he thought.

What about Alishba and my baby?

I don't know about that yet but all i know is that i can't let Iman go. The thought of her being with anyone else scares me.

If I don't let her go then zayn is going to tell mum and dad about Alishba's pregnancy and that'll make it even worse.

"You can't be serious mum. Why did you get us married if you know you're going to separate us huh? I've accepted this marriage and i know Iman also has. I'll get married to Alishba but Iman will remain my wife and that's final. Good night." Azan stood up angrily and left his parent room. Making his way to his room he bumped into Iman.

Iman was busy revising her notes as she had a test tomorrow and was unaware of her surroundings when she accidentally bumped into someone, her heart began beating rapidly as she saw it was azan.

"I.. I'm sorry." She spluttered.

"It's okay." He spoke calmly placing his big hand on her cheek, he began caressing her cheek with his cold thumb. Iman shivered as his cold hand made contact with her warm skin. Her eyes grew wide and she quickly moved away from him..

"Um... i'll go now." She spoke barely audibly. She picked her book which fell of her hands when she bumped into him and walked past him..... correction tried to walk past him. He pulled her back and she collided with his hard chest but she regained her posture and moved away.

Azan was furious. He was trying to act nice and treat her as his wife but she's giving him an attitude.

"You're trying to move away from me huh? I'm still your husband you know." He pulled her closer resting his hands on her waist.

"L...lea...ve m..e." she stuttered..

"Why would i leave you. I'm your husband after all. I'm your mehram and i have every rights to touch you." He paused tightening his hand on her waist. " Caress you." He removed his right hand from her waist and caress her lower lip with his thumb. "and even kiss you." He wisperd titling his head as if he was going to kiss her and that's when Iman used all her might to push him and it was hard enough to make him break from his trance.

"Stay away from me." She said a tear threatening to fall out but she held it back.

I won't look helpless in front of him...she thought.

"I won't stay away from you get it. You belong to me and not my brother. You're such a h*e, I'm your husband and i'm trying to get close to you but you're pushing me away and when it's zayn you'll act all lovely dovely. You seduced my brother and now he wants to marry you. I'm so happy that your parents are not alive to see how much of a sl*t they gave birth too. You're a disg-" Azan kept rambling when Iman cut him off with a slap. It stinged him much that he placed his hand on his right cheek which was now turning red..

"DON'T. Don't you ever in your miserable life mention my parents names from your wretched mouth. You can insult me, hit me, embarrass me, kill me and even call me characterless but don't you Mr Azan Qureshi call my parents names or even blame them or else you'll regret it. I swear by Allah the consequences will be really deadly." Iman growled, tears rolling down her cheeks.

I'll never be weak again.

I'll never let them walk on me.

I'll never give them the chance to insult me.

I'll never.....

They'll see a new Iman.....

A new Iman......

**

Hello everyone..

How are you all doing?

So how was the chapter?

Did you like what Iman did to Azan?

Anyways they're no questions today but I'm still going to say this.

Till next time

Nour xx