Khushi P.O.V.  

"Shut up Hayat. You are laughing at me. You should be in my side" I said Hayat over phone... 

"But, Khushi why you are thinking about him so much? and I am sorry to say this but the man was very clever. He technically forced you to say your name. He made you fool, Khushi" Hayat said and started laughing again.... 

"Oh, so you are telling me, I am fool??? " I asked her angrily... 

"Oh, yes.. no..no...nooo I mean may be" She said, and before she could say anything more, I cut the call.... 

Fool, liar, cheater…..she should be in my side  but she agreed with him.

First the man called me shortie ء   And now she called me fool!!!!

Like seriously a fool ء..  Why the man is effecting on me so much??? Why can't I forget about him???? 

His brown eyes are so beautiful, he is so handsome... I don't know why I felt so safe when he was standing closed to me???? Why his presence made me nervous???? 

Why??? Just why???  But I have to admit that I was happy with him... 

I wish he would save me from them and take me from here. But this is never going to happen, how will he save me??? why even he choose a ugly girl like me???.... 

Looking at my parents photograph, I said, “Abbu ( father), Ammi ( mother), is the man really going to take me from here???

I feel like you both send him for me, I don't know why but I am feeling that the man is going to take me away from this hell.  

It was already evening. I have to get ready for party, so taking my black dress, I went to washroom... 

After putting on my dress, I went in front of mirror....    

When I was about to put my hijab on my head, Maya entered my room. Seeing her dress, I became shocked, in fact very shocked...

Was it even a dress????    " How am I looking, you nerd ???" asked Maya... 

"Maya, the dress is so short, please change it. Your dress is hardly covering you. This type of dress is not allowed in our Islam" I requested her... 

"You ugly bitch, you don't have any knowledge about fashion. You are looking like a black ugly witch in your black dress, just like your ugly mother" said Maya....

"Mind your language Maya. Don't even dare to talk about my parents, and don't forget that you are in my room" I said her angrily...  

"Since when orphans started owning room. Stay in your limit, you ugly fool" said Maya and went out of my room.... 

Tears started rolling down from my eyes.. I was hurt, so hurt. But she was right, I am an orphan. I am alone but I faith on Allah...

I know Allah will surely send someone who will take me from this hell and make me his queen...

So I just need to keep faith on Allah..... 

After getting ready, I went downstairs. Our hall was decorated very nicely and guests started coming to our house.... 

Uncle told me today to tell every guest that I am his younger daughter..... 

Maya was standing at the middle of the hall with uncle aunty and Murat vaia ( brother), when uncle saw me he called me.... 

When I reached to them uncle told me to behave nicely with guests.... 

Murat vaia ( brother) went away with his friends.... 

Uncle and Aunty went away to receive the guests.... 

Only Maya was standing beside  me...  

After some time Maya hold my hand and dragged me towards uncle and asked him, “Dad, where is he???" 

"Must he here " Uncle spoke turning and searching for someone... 

" There he is…”, pointing to a man, who was talking to a group of people..

His back was facing towards us, so I couldn't see his face, but I knew it must be the man...Mr. Hasan Khan... He had a broad shoulder....

"Come here" Uncle said and started walking towards the man. We were following him...

Maya held my hands and said slowly..," Just wait and see how I make him fall for me. How I trap him by my beauty. After all I don't have any competitor here, who will take his attention from me...

So he is mine, all mine. Then I will marry the multi - billionaire, the famous business man, Mr. Hasan Khan..."

Then she grabbed my hand and walked towards them...

We were standing beside uncle...  Uncle called him nervously, " Mr. Khan"..... 

It was the first time I heard uncle calling someone nervously...

Uncle always talks rudely with others...  The man turned around and....

What the???!!!!!!

Ya Allah!!!!?????

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