Asslamualaikum
How are you all my lovely readers.
Jazakallah khair to gazallabibi and servantofkhaliq for your comments.

I know my story is a bit weird and my writing is just pathetic.
So my heartiest thanks to both of you for still commenting.

Yusra's P.O.V:
I dont remeber how long i was prostating to my lord.
I cried my heart out to Allah.I was seeking guidance and patience from Allah.
I knew that
'Allah s.w.t does not burden any soul more than he can bear'
And he will give me strength to face all my obstacles in life.
I was not feeling sad or angry on Suleman.I was feeling disappointed by my parents.
They could have told me before the nikah.

I am not angry on Suleman because he did the same what i did. We both followed our mothers command. After meeting Khala i knew how sick she is.

'Ya Allah help us'i begged to my lord.

No matter what happened or happens in future i want this marriage to work. I will try my best to keep this relationship working because i am naive enough to know that 'Nikah is a pious thing and it is not a game'.

After finishing my namaaz i decided to sleep.
I was feeling peaceful after the prayers.

As i was keeping my bangles on the side table so that i could sleep i saw the time display on the telephone.
It was nearing Salatul fajr. I decided to pray fajr and then sleep or else i could miss my prayers.

I was sitting at the edge of the bed and waiting for Fajr azaan.
My eyes landed on Suleman.He was sleeping peacefully on the couch.
He had a long angular face.He had a small beard,no moustache. His silky black hairs were spreaded on the couch handle.
Suleman was sleeping in a very compromising position.His huge self not able to adjust on the small couch. Seeing him snuggled in the couch a chuckle escaped my mouth.
Suleman was looking cute.

Then all of a sudden i realised that if i will wake Suleman now we can pray tahajjud together.
And i will get my reward from Allah s.w.t.
And i can hear quran in his beautiful voice.
'Now i should make use of my haafiz husband' i thought.

I went near his head and tried calling his name. But he dint stirred. Then a brilliant idea came to me and i screamed"Sulemaaaan"

"Wha What happened?" Suleman sat with a shock.

Seeing his shocked face made me laugh.

Suleman was rubbing his blood shot eyes ,his hair were a more mess here and there on his forehead. And Suleman's huge self pounced off the couch ready to attack.
Witnessing his ninja mode made me laugh more.

By this time i was sitting on the floor having the laugh of my life.
"What happened Yusra?"Suleman questioned angrily.
"No nothing" i answered between the laughs.

"Then why did you scream"Suleman asked gritting his teeth.
"To wake you up"i replied stiffling my laugh.
"Why" he questioned raising an eyebrow.

"I wanted to pray tahajjud with you" i replied.
"You really want to pray with me"Suleman asked his face turning soft.
" Yup i would like if you will lead" i replied with sincerity.
"Fine i'll just do wuduu" Suleman left for the bathroom.

While Suleman was doing wuduu i laid both the musalla.

Suleman emerged from the bathroom.and stood on his musalla.
I stood behind him.
Suleman started the prayer.In the first rakat it was Surah Yaseen and the second rakat it was Surah Rahman.
The heart and bride of Al-Quran.

We finished the prayer and raised our hands in dua.
By the time we were making dua. Salatul fazr azaan was heard.
I was wondering where the azan is coming from, there must be a masjid nearby.I reasoned. But then Suleman got up and pressed a button on his phone.
'Stupid me'
I stood to pray fajr.
Suleman also prayed his sunnat and left for the masjid.
He said he'll locate one.

After the prayers i was very sleepy. So i decided to sleep. I couldnt finish my adhkaar also for the day. But i had not slept at night.

I slept as soon as i lied on the bed

Suleman's P.O.V:
Someone screamed my name.And my mind wandered towards Yusra.She was the last person in the room i slept. I got up hurriedly from the bed ready to attack.

But then i saw Yusra laughing, sitting on the floor.
I thought about laughing with her but i was angry. She just cant scream my name to wake me up.
I enquired angrily for her childish behaviour.
And she replied that she wants to pray with me.

I was more than happy.
Whatever the siuation is,atleast we are civil with each other. Yusra is taking things slowly and in the right way.
I recited two of my favourite surahs. The heart and bride of Al-Quran.

After finishing tahajjud and dua, the azaan was heard.

Yusra was foolishly looking around the room.
But i know it was not good to laugh on her so i quitely pressed the button on my phone.

I had prayed the sunnah in the hotel and left to pray fardh at masjid.
I found a masjid near by alhumdulillah.
I prayed fajr,ishraaq and then left for my room.

When i entered it was all quite. Yusra was sleeping on the bed in her wedding dress. She must be very tired to sleep in that dress. I took a musalla spread it on the floor and laid on it. The couch is very uncomfortable for me.
I slept again and this time on the floor.

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Yusra's P.O.V:
Somebody was softly saying my name very much near my ears.
This is not Yousha he will never wake me up like this. This is not Mamma either she always push me off the bed. Roops scream my name and shake me like a hurricane.
Then who is this slave of Allah.
By the time i was recognising the voice, the person got impatient.The person was now saying my name in a higher a sharper tone.
All of a sudden it occured to me this is Suleman.
Before he screams my name and take revenge.
I decided to open my eyes.
There he was so near. Our eyes met. His lips were just above my ears and he was saying my name.
Sensing the awkwardness of the situation. Suleman quickly starightened.
"Assalamualaikum" Suleman wished.
"Walaikum salaam" i replied.
I sat up wondering how long i had slept. Suleman was dressed freshly in khaki pants and white shirt, looking handsome.
'Come on i can compliment my husband'
"Are we going somewhere" i enquired.
"Yes,i'll explain later.But first we will have lunch.You have to pray zuhar too. And you too can freshen. I guess that is uncomfortable" Suleman replied referring to my wedding dress.

There was a bag besides the bed.
"Your uncles brought it yesterday" Suleman filled in the details before i coud enquire.

"Ok i will just wash my hands and come for lunch" i said before leaving for the bathroom.
There was a tray already on the table.

We had our lunch together.I was curious where we are going but i can keep my curiousity within me for some time more.

So i quetly had my lunch,prayed zuhar and went for my bath.
'How much i love bathing' have i mentioned before.
The bag had all my clothes. Clothes which i never saw in my closet. I guess they are new and since my uncles got them here they must be mine.
I removed a simple cotton chudidar kurta. Actually that was the simplest i could find, rest all were too heavy for my liking.

When i emerged from the bathroom all freshed up.
Suleman looked up at me "Are your showers this long" he said eyeing his watch disappointment laced in his tone.
"Any ways its time for asr i think u should pray your fardh".
I obeyed and started praying. I could have objected but i thought otherwise.

As i was folding my musalla Suleman told me to wear my abaya. And then it occured to me that i dont know where we are going.
As i was wearing my abaya i enquired
"Where are we going"
"To seek answers"Suleman replied

"What" i replied all terrified looking at him with glassy eyes.
"I dont want any confrontation with my parents. I dont want to know the real reason" i voiced my fear in a teary tone.

Suleman's face immediately softened and he came towards me
"Yusra i want this to work.I want 'us'to work. You and me. You are my wife. I cant do any injustice to you. Trust me i want us to have the same life like i have with Samaira. And we cant be 'us' until and unless you know the real reason" he pleaded softly.
"I am not forcing any relationship on you but we can atleast be friends. We can take this on slowly. But trust me i want to give my 100% to this relationship." Suleman continued.

I just nodded. And we left the room.
I felt good that Suleman also wants to make this relationship work. I will have a friend atleast.
I need to know the reason why my parents did this to me.
Samaira that is what my co-wife is called.

As we exited the hotel i saw a black Honda Civic parked.
Suleman opened the passenger door and gestured me to sit. I obeyed quitely. He sat in the drivers seat and started the car.

As the car was moving i wondered whether i want to know the truth.
A part of me wanted to know why my parents did this to me and a part of me was afraid to know the consequences.

I was so nervous that i dint recognised the car has stopped.
I looked outside the window and there stood my house.

"I dont want to do this.
I will make us work out. Suleman all i need is a little time. Please" i begged to Suleman with teary eyes.
"Yusi you have the right to know the truth. Please do this one thing for me. I will never ask anything more from you. Please" Suleman pleaded holding my hands.

I just nodded and unlocked the door.

"You can wait in the living room. I want to talk alone with my parents" i said to Suleman while leaving the car.
"Ok I will come back after praying Salatul Asr. Keep the door open" Suleman replied and gestured me to go with a beautiful smile.

I slowly stepped towards the door.And the front door opened revealing a worried Khala.
"Are Yusi beta. When did you come." khala asked hugging me.
"I was just leaving for my home. Come i will make tea for you" Khala gushed me inside.
"No Khala you leave. I have some work. I will drink tea with Suleman when he will return from masjid" i replied politely declining the offer.
"Where is everyone gone" i questioned looking at the empty living room.
"Your Baba is gone to Pune, some hospital work.Mamma is in her room.And Yousha is gone out somewhere."Khala answered.
"You sure you are ok.Shall i leave" Khala questioned again.
"Yes positive.You can go.But dont lock the door, Suleman will be coming soon.
I am going to meet Mamma" i replied heading towards the staircase.

As soon as i reached my parents room i was nervous again.
But i have to do this i said to myself and i knocked the door.
"Come in" Mammas voice came from inside.

As i entered Mamma was looking the same as i left.She was sitting by the window looking outside. She dint even cared to look who entered.
"Assalamualaikum Mamma" i wished nervously.
"Ohhhh Yusra, you are back so soon" Mamma replied getting up from the chair.
Her face was emotionless ,no shock,no nervousness nothing.
She dint replied my salaam like old times i thought.
"So Suleman told you about Samaira and his kids." Mamma continued.

Hearing Samaira's name i was shocked. Suleman was right they know everything.
Seeing my confused face my mother continued.
"What, i know everything about Samaira and Suleman's girls.
Suleman is a stupid boy. He was dying to tell you before the nikah but i am smart enough to avoid that. Dont you remeber your phone is not ringing. I switched it off.
That stupid boy even send Sumaiya to tell you everything before the nikah but i made an excuse that you are sleeping.
And now, he was so impatient that he told you on the very first night itself.
His loss or else he would have enjoyed you too."
Mamma said everything to me like its normal. She was having an evil smile on her face.

"Why?" i questioned croakingly.
Mamma came towards me and cupped my face so tight that it hurts. I am sure i will have finger imprinted on my chin.
"Why?" Mamma gave a throaty laugh.

I have a feeling that my mother is converted to a witch or something.She was acting all evil.

"Ever heard of revenge sweetheart.This is revenge" Mamma said laughing.
"You killed everyone whom i loved. So i married you to a man who will never love you. You will yearn for love your entire life" Mamma spat angrily hatred in her voice.

Seeing the confusion on my face Mamma questioned me angrily with disgust,hurt and hatred laced in her voice

" Do you want to know whom you killed"

Again Jazakallah khairan kaseera for bearing with me. I know i am the worst writer on the surface of earth.But writing helps me ease my worries.
So pls bear with me.

I wanted to write more in this chapter.But this is very long i guess. So i will write soon.Till then enjoy,comment and vote.

Whom do you think Yusra killed???
What do you guys think about Suleman????
Is Yusra doing a right thing by giving this relationship a chance???

Pls comment!!!!!