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"Chachee help me with dupatta," Khadija came struggling with a long cotton dupatta and with a frown standing in front of me.

"Okay, okay stop fighting with it," I said with a chuckle placing my prayer mat on the sofa. Currently all the ladies were in the lounge of mama and baba's house preparing for fajar as boys went to masjid.

Today we all were finally going on a much awaited picnic which Wali and I were able to get every elder agree on when we came four days ago. It was a real struggle to make everyone understand that our entire family needs to do an outing before we go back coming Wednesday and get busy with our schedules, so finally with a lot of planning and getting Sabih to ask his friend for a hut on the beach we all are supposed to leave in couple of hours. According to the plan first we will be stopping for our early morning breakfast plan and then continue our journey.

"Done," I smiled and Khadija beamed. "Let's go and pray, shall we?" I asked standing up picking my prayer mat and Khadija eagerly nodded clutching her small one and following me where everyone was already standing.

By the time we were done praying the sky was in the light shade of blue and all the men were sitting in the lawn waiting for their tea, so Rafia, Rumaisa and I asked all the ladies to go join them before we serve the tea and finally get ready to leave. While Rumaisa was fixing tea and Rafia worked on coffee I quickly dish out sandwiches to kill the extreme hunger all the men were complaining about, setting up the tray girls and I walked out talking about the excitement about the picnic as all of us gathered last night so that we can leave together today, Rumaisa was telling how hard it was to put Khadija to bed as the little girl was excited to sit with the elders. Rafia and I were laughing on all the methods Rumaisa used.

"My bhabis are literally the saviors!" Abeer cheered while Sabih and Zaydan loudly agreed, the three jumping on their feet making their way toward us and picking their coffee and tea along with sandwiches while others were teasing them from behind.

After serving everyone the three of us also made our way towards where our husbands were sitting and enjoyed our coffess listening to all the precautions baba and uncles were giving.

"So instead of having a online movies and chill sunday with you I have to enjoy it with my family," Wali looked at me with a dramatic frown making me choke on my coffee and he smirked.

"Haye Khadija kia hoa?" I heard phupo and glaring at Wali I turned to her, "Kuch nahi phupo coffee bahot garam thi," I stupidly stated and heard Rumaisa snicker beside me.

"Acha bachon! go get ready if you all really want to go across the city and have halwa poori too." Baba quickly gained everyone's attention and in few seconds all of us were walking back inside.

After clearing up the kitchen when I walked back to our room Wali was already in the washroom getting ready, I took out a patterned half sleeves button up shirt and a pair of jeans for Wali while a floral long sleeves blouse which was paired with dark jeans and light pink hijab, by the time I was done arranging our bags and picking suitable jewelry to wear Wali was out of the bathroom so wasting no time I quickly went inside to get ready.

I was wrapping my hijab when a slightly stressed Sabih knocked our door and asked Wali to follow him and after ten minutes when Wali returned with his features equally tensed.

"Is everything okay?" I asked walking towards him.

"Yeah everything is fine," He replaced his frown with a smile and looked at me, "Are we done? Everyone is waiting."

"Yeah but--"

"Let's just enjoy today," he said while kissing my forehead, a statement made to drop the topic and instead of arguing I smiled with a nod.

***

We were driving along with the wind with our windows rolled down and feeling the soothing wind across our faces while humming on urdu songs which Jasir made us play through his ipod we were relishing the lively Sunday morning. We were on our way to the hut, Sabih was leading all of us. Passing the snacks, remembering old memories and just living in the moment we all had genuine smiles on our face forgetting worries for a day and being with our families.

"How far are we?" I questioned Wali who was in great conversation with Asifa.

"Thirty minutes more if Sabih is leading us right," Wali smirked and shaking my head I nodded as I see the duo falling in their conversation again. I smiled looking at Asifa and how my little girl was happily enjoying time, they were teasing me and smiling creating their own little jokes. Resting my head on the seat I turned my head to look outside resting my left hand on the door I closed my eyes.

"Listen though I am going you better make this visit quick." Adnan snapped as I sat in the car.

"Adnan it's a dinner I can't make it quick," I reasoned looking at him. I knew if he is going like this he'll not let me enjoy the night I get once in a month with my family.

"I don't care."

And with that I prayed to Allah for giving me the night which light the burden of my heart I keep carrying.

As we reached Abdullah chachu's place he got out of the car and made his way towards the door without waiting for me, sighing I joined him and waited for the gate to open and few minutes later we were welcomed with an ecstatic Jasir and a smiling Bilal.

"Asalam O Alikum, Adnan bhai!" Jasir grinned as he extended his hand but my heart sank when Adnan didn't even acknowledg the boys and walked inside and it got worst when the excited smile on my little brother's face turned down into a frown, "why doesn't he like us?" he turned to Bilal and before his brother could answer I moved forward.

"Aren't you gonna meet me?" I dramatically complained and saw Bilal smiling.

"Api," Jasir again smiled and hugged me while I kiss the top of his head. "We all missed you and amma has bought your favorite chocolate caramel ice cream."

"Oh yes!" I smiled widely at the boys, "And Jasir Adnan likes all of you he is just mad at me,"

"Api we don't believe that! You say that every time." Jasir complained looking at me.

"And it doesn't matter api! We also respect him because of you." Bilal firmly stated and then the two of them dragged me inside where I found Abdullah chachu sitting with Adnan smiling and trying to have a conversation and it was clear that he wasn't even interested.

"Meri beti!" Chachu got up with a wide smile and as he reached he me took me into a fatherly hug I was missing.

"Asalam O Alimkum chahcu!" I replied with an equally warming smile.

"Kesi ho?"

"Alhamdulillah! Baba nai call ki thi kul pooch rahay thay bahot apka." I conveyed baba's message to chachu as my parents live in another part of the country chachu and his family are the people I have here.

"I'll call bhayia." he nodded and then placing his arms on my shoulder led me where everyone was sitting.

Chachu and Adnan got busy with their conversation again and I started enjoying my time with chachi and little Asifa, just being seventeen months old she is one hyper kid. I was playing with her as she was in my arms while Jasir was sitting between Adnan and I when chachi came out again bringing Thai soup as a starter.

"Ya Allah look at you two! Can't wait till our Khadija and Adnan have kids," chachi grinned at chachu and he tenderly smiled at his wife not knowing that they have just poured cold water down my back. I froze in my place not daring to look at Adnan but his chuckle snapped me out and in his casual manner he tore my heart apart. "Kids well chachi that's not a question right now, they are big responsibility and I don't know about Khadija she must think like this but I am not ready to get on diaper duties already." He said getting his soup bowl not even caring about the deadly silence he created.

It was the first alarm of my downfall.

I was brought out of my agonizing memories as I heard Wali singing a song beside me, putting my hands back on my lap I looked at him but he was deep in his thoughts, his mind consumed by the tune which the music player was playing and his lips were beautifully singing the words, I have never seen him singing in our past eight months of being together but the way he was tapping both his thumbs on steering wheel and the faint smile on his face with his relaxed face and the way his lips were moving it melted a big part of my heart and lighten the weight my chest was carrying of the memory.

"kahani mohabbat ki hai mukhtasar
gaya dil se phir woh na aaya idhar
kabhi koi tha meri rahon ka ik humsafar"

He was singing a very old song by Strings and I smiled at his carefree expression, my eyes caught Bilal who was impressively smiling at Wali too.

"Wow! Wali bhai you really have a nice voice!" Asifa said in awe as the song ended and as if Wali came out of his trance, he bit the corner of his lip and then chuckled.

"Well thank you." he smiled and then turned to look at me, with an amused expression I mouthed my compliment.

***

An hour ago we reached the beach and set our stuff, so now when boys and kids were playing cricket at the shore or attempting to play the game all us ladies were sitting on the picnic chair at the backside which was towards the sea, enjoying the cool salty air and talking about everything and anything. The hut was two story house, lavishly made with four rooms on both the floor, an American kitchen on the ground floor, a small lounge, front porche and then a backyard which was opening at the beach. The top floor had a large terrace and bedrooms. Though we were just here for the day but the place was perfect to relax and enjoy the time. The men decided to take the first floor giving us the ground floor with kitchen and fridge and we happily agreed.

"Ladies? Guys are saying we are going in water so get up and join us!" Zeeniya and Abeer caught our attention as they came running towards us.

"Let's go then!" Phupo stood up and all of us followed the suit.

Walking on the sandy beach we finally reached where all the men were while mama was handling Ahyan with phupo, Rafia, Rumaisa and I walked further while Rumaisa clutching Khadija's hand tightly because her excitement was making her run every where, I looked around to find Asifa, Zeeniya and Abeer playing together.

"Hey ladies!" Yahya grinned as the three men walked towards us with a wide grin.

"No messy stuff Yahya I am warning--" and before she could complete her sentence Yahya took Rafia's hand dragging her with in the water soaking her body till her chest.

"Yahya!" we heard her shriek and her husband laughed and soon the two of them were busy in water fight attracting others and soon it was the younger Ahmed clan dragging each other in the sea, pulling and diving in the water.

After water fun was done guys brought out a volley ball and we all teamed up playing the game by the time sun reached on our head we were more hungry than tired and made our ways back to hut while our clothes were already dried on our body yet we made to the rooms to change. After getting a quick shower I changed into a cotton kameez shalwar, to let my hair dry I left them open but wearing my dupatta on my head I walked outside, now after a shower my body was aching but we were still here for another few hours.

Getting into the kitchen where mama and all other aunts were dishing out biryani, kebabs and salad we brought with us I quickly rushed towards them and helped while Rafia and Rumaisa also joined us after settling their kids and soon the entire family was gathered in the lounge enjoying the lunch, After the lunch was done Zeeniya and Abeer were asked to make tea for everyone and serve which led to yet another bickering from Zaydan, Yahya and Murtaza teasing the girls.

And just like that laughing and enjoying we spend our entire day with each other making memories and saving pictures, it was after maghrib prayers baba ordered everyone to pack up and leave the place so gathering all our stuff we filled up our cars. Wali and I decided to drop Bilal, Jasir and Asifa first and then getting some take away food we finally made our way to our apartment. It was when I entered the dark apartment I realized how tired I was, while Wali went in the kitchen to dish out the food I went to put the clothes in the washing machine because fortunately it was Monday the next day and the maid would be here to help me out and after that I quickly went to take a shower and change.

Wrapping towel around my hair I stepped out in my loose t-shirt and trousers to found Wali sprawled on bed while there was tray of food placed on the coffee table and he was watching news.

"Go change I am waiting for you!" I dragged him up by his arms and standing on his feet he stretched his body and lazily made his way towards the washroom.

I was drying my hair and then after combing it, I quickly applied moisturizer on my sun burnt skin which happened even after the thick layer of sun block I applied when Wali finally came out in his shorts and tank top.

"I have never been this tired." he groaned as he sat on the couch in front of the coffee table throwing the towel on the opposite seat, shaking my head at him I walked towards him and picked the towel placing it back inside the washroom as I came outside Wali had his eyes closed and lips slightly apart, taking my place beside him I ran my fingers through his slight wet hair and he opened his eyes looking at me with a lazy smile, moving forward I kissed his temple and he dragged me near him through my waist.

"Let's eat and then you can sleep peacefully," I whispered against his cheeks and he nodded. Pulling back I served both of us and in peaceful silence we ate occasionally remembering part of today's events.

***

Wrapped in a duvet I found it strange to not have Wali's arm around my waist or his back pressed to mine, turning on his side I frowned when I found his side cold and his absence in the room deepened my frown. The room was filled with late morning sunlight and the clock was striking 9:30, pulling myself up I looked around and saw a towel placed on the couch that meant only one thing he must have a shower but where was he?

As I was getting out of my bed I found a paper pressed under my phone, picking my phone and the paper I read the note and reread it, annoyance filling my mind.

I am so sorry I got to leave early. There was an important call at the office all of us are there. You were peacefully sleeping after taking painkillers I decided not to wake you up.

Love. Wali.

I put the paper aside and called his phone but as my ears heard the recorded voice I groaned.

"What could be so important that he can't woke me up!" I grumpily said to no one and stood up but there was a shot of pain in my lower abdomen making me freeze to my place and groan. Taking my painkillers I placed them on the bedside table and then slowly made my way towards the washroom, after the midnight my monthly cycle decided to pay me a visit a whole week earlier and now with a sore body I also have a killer headache and worse mood. Getting out of the washroom I took my medicine and walked outside my bedroom, with no power to fix a proper breakfast I picked out the box of cereal and milk and filled my growling stomach with it. After my hunger was satisfied I popped down two pills with the help of water and made my way towards the sofa and lay down trying to rest my still hurting abdomen with my mind still battling with thoughts of Wali.

He should have woke me up!

Moving between different channels I finally turned off the TV, I was clearly annoyed now, he hadn't called to check up on me when he knows how worst my pain can go. How serious can the work be? I was still mumbling when I heard the door bell and walking towards the door I opened to find our maid standing outside and realized she was a whole hour late.

"Dair kio hogayi aaj?" I found my voice surprisingly harsh, taking deep breath I shook my head. What's the point of lashing out on her.

"Woh baji..."

"Koi baat nahi, Uzma. Kul picinic kai kapray puray hain washing machine mai, aap dholay. Or jub kaam hojayai to nashta buna lijyia ga apnai liyai." (It's okay, Uzma. The clothes form yesterday are in the washing machine, wash those and when you are done with your work so make yourself some breakfast.) I said in a whisper as by now my pain was increasing and I was in dire need of hot bag. Walking towards the kitchen I took out the hot bag I brought with me from home and putting up the electric kettle I waited on the chair. After filling it up I made my way towards my bedroom. Getting inside I closed the door behind me as Uzma was mama's trustworthy worker so I relaxed as I made my way towards the bed. Laying down I put the hot bag on my stomach and covered my body with the duvet and let the painkiller affect me, soon I found myself slipping into slumber.

The ring tone of my phone woke me up scrunching my eyes I tried to adjust to the bright sunlight filling up the room indicating it was afternoon, groaning I sat up and picked my phone to find Rafia's number on the screen.

"Asalam O Alikum," I found my voice hoarser and coughed to wake myself up while rubbing my eyes.

"Walikum as Salam were you sleeping? I have been calling you from past half an hour." I heard her exasperated tone and sighed.

"Yes I was, I was having cramps so I took some painkillers and dozed off," I replied tucking my hair strands behind my ear and looked at the clock, it was 1:50 in the afternoon and I really had three hours of good sleep.

"Oh... I actually wanted to come over, Yahya is not here and he won't be returning till maghrib, Rumaisa had gone out with Murtaza bhai and all the ladies are going for last minute shopping but you should rest I'll go at ammi's." she replied and I sighed, I didn't have to do anything and I won't be able to kill my time so having someone over is the only idea, "Nahi Rafi, come over and bring Kinza and Laraib with you. I am alone too." I said looking out of the window.

"Are you sure?" She asked worriedly.

"Yeah and I would be bored anyways." I smiled as I noticed my nails, I have to trim them as well.

"Fine we'll be there in an hour and a half." I could already feel her smiling and I smiled in return.

"I am waiting." with that I ended the call but bit my lip in annoyance when I noticed my phone screen was deprived of any notification from Wali, not a single call or message. Locking phone I pushed it aside. Huffing in annoyance again I fell back on the pillow, though my cramps have subsided but the soreness was still there and this uneasiness was there to stay. After good few minutes of just staying there in silence I finally decided to get out of the bed. Lazily making my way towards the washroom I entered inside and locking the door behind me I stood in front of the sink, my face was looking paler like it usually looks on my first day, sighing I splashed water on my face and after cleansing I stepped out of the washroom. Putting the towel aside I set my bed and found that Uzma had already done the rest of the cleaning. After being satisfied with the cleaning I picked out light embroidered brown and yellow kameez shalwar, applying a slight make up including kohl and light shade lipstick I changed into my dress and then tied my hair into a side braid. Getting out of the room I went towards the kitchen to prepare something for everyone, with the ingredients present I decided on pasta as I know girls love them along with the broast I marinated few days ago.

Wiping my forehead I turned off the gas when the door bell rang, cleaning the shelf I picked up my duppata from the dining chair and giving myself a last look on the wall length mirror in front of the doors I opened them and was greeted by Rafia who was carrying Ahyan in her arms with Laraib and Kinza behind carrying her bag.

"Asalam O Alikum," I smiled as I hugged them and then took Ahyan from Rafia. He was though two months but was Alhamdulillah getting healthier as he was growing older, dressed in red and black onesie and pant sets he was looking adorable, kissing his cheeks I moved inside following the girls.

"Api whatever you have cooked smell nice." Laraib smiled as she made herself comfortable on one of the sofas and I smiled at her, "Why don't you check out?" And with that she rushed to the kitchen Kinza trailing behind her.

"It's white sauce pasta!" I heard them squeal and chuckled as I sat beside Rafia.

"I was craving it so badly!" Rafia sighed resting her head on the sofa, "I am going to have the biggest share."

"Not a chance!" The two of us turned to Kinza and Laraib who already served themselves and came out with their plate and coke cans.

Rolling her eyes at them Rafia scowled, "Their is something called manners and clearly you two have forgotten it! Raiding--"

"Let them have it Rafia! And go help yourself too while I fry broast." I quickly shut her up before she starts her lecture.

"Aaj to pakki dawat hay." Kinza grinned and I winked at her.

Sitting on the sofas and our eyes glued on the large screen TV with the lounge getting fresh air through the balcony we four were enjoying an old hindi movie while Ahyan was sleeping in my bedroom, we had eaten lunch couple of hours ago when I took painkillers again and after gossiping for a while we decided to look for something good on TV and fortunately an old but one of our favorite hindi movie, Hum apkai hain kon, was being played.

"You know ammi tells us that they wore the same color outfits in mamu's wedding like Madhuri's in this movie," Rafia grinned from beside me and I nodded. Apparently when the movie was released my second last uncle was getting married and my aunts and mother took the ideas for color codes from the movie.

"It's pretty genuis if you ask me." She whispered again and I chuckled nodding my head, "Madhuri is one of a kind."

Before I could reply Kinza jumped in our conversation, "Would you shut up? We hear this every time we watch this movie."

"I swear!" Laraib groaned from beside her and Rafia stick her tongue out at the pair and they rolled their eyes.

Today instead of enjoying movie I was continuously toying with my phone, I was not only irritated, I was completely agitated. How could a person be so busy that they can't simply ring for few damn minutes? It's not like army of the country was around him or the president needed some advice from him!

Unlocking my phone again for umpteenth time I sighed, I have called him multiple times myself out of which two times his phone was powered off while on other occasions he was unreachable. I wanted to ask Rafia about Yahya but at the same time I didn't wanted to sound impatient and clingy.

"They are busy with some important contracts as all the owners are here there have been some disturbance in Virginia, they are handling it. Sabih flew back to Islamabad today while Yahya and Wali bhai are managing things here. It will take time," Rafia surprised me as she said in a hushed whisper so the other two could not listen as she squeezed my hand.

"I can understand it but the least he could do is call me for few seconds, he left when I was sleeping. The last I talked to him was when he woke up for fajar." I replied biting my lips stopping them from quivering and not moving my eyes from the screen. I don't know why I was being so overly emotional and it was annoying me too. Before she could reply a loud wail was heard from my room and sighing she stood up and walked towards my bedroom to handle her son letting me drown in my thoughts.

"So you would be here for dinner?" I asked Wali toying with the sapphire pendant, looking at him as he was busy with the tie.

"In Shaa Allah I'll try my best because this specific client isn't an easy one." He smiled at my reflection in the mirror and I found myself being disappointed a little, it had been twenty days since we got married and this client was important in the business I know it but the idea of not having him at the table while I am having my dinner now seems strange. I have fallen in the schedule with him more easily than I thought and he has been very concerned about it too, like calling and keeping in touch with me, getting home at the time he says and all those little thoughtful things he keep doing.

Walking towards me he took my hands in his he kissed my forehead, "I'll be back soon. And don't move around much I already have asked the driver to drop lunch for you so don't worry and rest." he said looking into my eyes and he had command in his tone and eyes so I nodded with a smile.

"Good." he said taking some steps away and then picking his files from the bed along with his phone, wallet and car keys he walked out of the room and I followed him. We reached downstairs where he had already prepared breakfast for us before I could wake up. Ordering me to sit and take milk he ate his oat cereal while tapping something on his phone, the crease on his forehead relaxing once he gets satisfied with the work.

"It will be all good In Shaa Allah, I'll be praying here." I smiled as I dared to take his hand in mine and his lips which were pressed together curved into a small smile as he locked his phone and nodded, "In Shaa Allah." And with that he stood up reminding me to rest again he left the apartment.

And that day as promised he returned before dinner, knowing the intensity of his one on one meetings I was sure he would be late but he was there and I couldn't hide my grin when I opened the door to welcome him, exhaustion was filling his eyes yet he smiled as he saw me.

"I'll go and check Rafia," I said while pushing all my thoughts away which have been consuming my mind since I have woke up, "Why don't you guys pray asr and I'll make coffee for all of us?" I said getting up to Laraib and Kinza.

"Oh yes! Namaz baki hay." they guiltily looked at me and smiled, quickly turning off the TV they rushed to the guestroom to prepare for namaz.

I entered the bedroom to find Rafia spreading blanket over Ahyan but as she heard the door opening she turned to me with a smile, "I was just coming outside. Yahya called," and I nodded, "He told me to tell you that though Wali bhai hadn't called he has been busy like crazy in the office apparently someone he hired on someone else's recommendation has done some fraud to the company, Wali bhai had been busy but according to Yahya he was stressed on not getting to you and his frustration was clear about it too." I didn't replied to her statement, "I think you should call him in a while I guess right now he has gone to airport with buray abu to drop some business acquaintances. Yahya was saying maybe that relax him a bit." She said eyeing me and I gave out a humorless laugh, clenching my jaws I replied, "Funny isn't it I have been trying to call him and apparently he is so busy that he can't pick it up for a second. It's okay Rafia you don't have to make me feel better."

"I was just--"

"Leave it, Rafi. It doesn't matter!" With that I dashed inside the washroom.

***

It was sometime after maghrib that Rafia had just left and with a bowl of the leftover pasta I was lying on my bed watching some drama when my phone ringed, picking it up I looked at the caller ID and rolled my eyes.

Finally his highness remembered that he has a wife.

I wanted to end the call but my heart made me do otherwise.

"Asalam O Alikum," I heard his voice which was completely exhausted and all the anger which was piling inside me cooled down, I could already see him tired, resting his back on the seat with eyes close and his sleeves rolled up while he must be rubbing his eyes.

"Walikum as Salam," I tried to be as composed as I can.

"I am sorry I didn't called all day. How are you? How is your pain?" I heard him sigh.

"I am fine. How bad is it there?" I asked biting my lips.

"It could be worst but we found out before that. He was leaking the project idea to one of our biggest competitors."

"Ya Allah. So what are we going to do?"

"The directors have got him, we could hand him over to police and get it done with whole court and stuff but dad wants to end this soon. So he is being inquired the moment we are talking."

"You should not blame yourself for this, Wali."

"It is my fault I should have inquired things about him but--"

"Wali it isn't your fault." I said it more firmly this time and I could sense him smiling weakly.

"Acha anyways I called to inform that be ready by 9:30 we are going out," he cleared his voice and said.

"Wali--"

"A peace offering, okay? I have to go now. See you soon. Allah Hafiz." and before I could reply the call ended.

I sighed as I looked at my phone screen and fall back staring at the white ceiling, after wasting half an hour thinking about our dinner and what to wear I got out of bed and lazily made my way towards the closet, getting inside I scrunched my nose and looked between all the expensive piece of clothing I had, there were an array of embroidered and different color dresses but the man who helped me choose wasn't here. After few minute of contemplation I decided on a dark blue knee length kameez, which has silver embroidery all over it, but one side of the border and its opposite shoulder side had flowers of different bright colors embroidered with thread, the shirt was paired with dark blue silk straigh pants and blue net dupatta but instead of it I took out a light grey and pick hijab to go with it. I had couple of hours in my hand to get ready.

Cleaned up and fresh I was applying my make up to hide the paleness from my face, after being done with foundation and concealer I applied a thin layer of powder, a light pink blush, pink lip gloss to my lips giving them life again, a thin layer of kohl and then ending my make up with giving volume to my lashes, satisfied with my look I turned to change into my dress, carefully picking up the shirt I slipped it over my head and then wore my trousers. After it I returned back to the dresser to wear the sapphire earring and then opened the drawer to take out the bangle he gifted me, I wore them with a smile on my face when my phone buzzed with a message.

Walking towards the bedside table where my phone was charging I smiled when I saw it was from him, smiling I quickly unlocked the phone and opened the message, my eyes went wide as I read the content, the shock turned into agonizing pain and then into the destructive waves of anger.

Things just become worst we have to cancel the plan. I am sorry.

He decided to do this over a message, I threw my phone back on the bed and aggressively wiped the tears which were continuously flowing.

How could he?

Dammit! The dinner doesn't meant a thing but he should have called!

All the jewelry I adorned with love I was removing them with a heavy heart, ripping the cloth off my body I rushed inside the washroom and fiercely removed all my make up and hiccuping as my face was clear of all the fake layers I put on with the effort, my red eyes haunted me and I bit my lip so harshly that I tasted the bitter taste of my blood. Tightly holding the sink I poured my heart out till my eyes got tired and my knuckles were hurting, I don't know why this was hurting so much? Why instead of understanding his situation I was letting this effect me, why I was becoming so sensitive? But it was hurting and it felt like my heart wasn't willing to let it go.

Getting out of the washroom with tired feet I wore an old baggy t-shirt and pajamas and got to bed, my frustration was making me tired with no energy left in me to eat, I lied down on the bed covering my body with the duvet I stared the night sky, the clock stroke to 9:30 and I groaned when the pain shot again in my lower abdomen making me wince but looking at the clear night sky I waited for the darkness to take over me.

My eyes lazily opened as I felt the bedroom door was opened and his scent filled the room, I clutched on the duvet as he turned on one of the lights filling the completely dark room with a hint of light, the dark sky silently told me that it was the late hours of the night, I could feel him further inside and stopping at the edge of the bed and then his side ducked, his scent getting stronger by every second, I closed my eyes and felt his shadow on me as he kissed my temple and then got out of bed again, I felt him walking towards the washroom and then the door getting closed. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and then I waited for him to come outside while trying to go back to sleep. I have no power left in me to face him. Surprisingly I wasn't feeling any cramp.

I didn't know words would be stabbing my heart very soon.

Half an hour later he walked out of the washroom and the room was filled with the scent of his shampoo, few seconds later he got in the bed again, just behind me and then placing his arm on my waist he pulled me closer and my body got stiff by his touch and I was sure he felt it too.

"You are awake," I heard him whisper but the way he abandoned me whole day was still hurting me so I pushed his hand away and get at the edge of the bed. "Khadija?" I heard him whisper again.

"Wali I am not feeling well, just sleep okay." I found my voice deadly cold.

"You are mad at me and I can understand it," he said again in a much softer tone as he got near me again but this time I didn't let him speak anymore and pushing his hands away I got out of bed.

"How hard its is to understand that I want to sleep? This daily romance is not my thing and there is a time to be affectionate and as you are unable to understand, now is not the time!" I found myself yelling while glaring at him.

"Khadija what's wrong?" he frowned as he got out of bed too and moved forward towards me but I took step back. "Khadija yaar! I told you how stressing--"

"Oh please Wali! I have been working in this field too and I know what a work load is so spare me the speech because I know what it's like to be in your place but dammit! How much a single call can cost? And telling me the plan is over through a text messgae? Very mature of you!" I snapped as I mocked him with a clap.

"Yaar Khadija enough! My head is already hurting--"

"So I didn't ask you to touch me or is it your way of relaxing your own self?" I was crossing the line I knew it but words were just slipping out of my mouth.

"Enough!" he roared but I didn't let that affect me.

"You all, all the men are same!" I turned to walk out of the room but he gripped my arms and yanked back me crashing my body with his hard chest.

"What the fuck did you just said?" he hissed, his eyes were full of rage and the hold he had on my arm was getting painful.

"Wali," I winced.

"Listen and listen this carefully till now I have been ignoring how you keep comparing me with that ex-husband of yours, I just kept giving you space and still respected you no matter what because I loved you but today you crossed all the damn limits! Don't I know every fucking day since we had our nikkah I have to compete with that man who ruined your life," his words were slowly ripping my heart to shreds and with wide eyes and dry mouth I was listening him, "Even when I touched you it's not what a wife should give her husband, you look at me and I see him in your eyes even though I don't know him yet I love you because for me you are the only woman! But today you have done something which I am never going to forget. I am like every man? now let me show you how those man treat the woman." his voice send chills down my spine. "We are done here!" And with that he pushed me away making me fall on the couch and stormed out of the room, I flinched in fear when I heard the door getting closed with a thunderous voice and in few seconds the voice of the main door getting close was echoed through out the apartment.

Falling down on the floor I hugged my body as I bit my lips stopping myself from screaming.

"I didn't mean that, Wali. I didn't mean it." I kept sobbing whispering the word I should have said to him.

Woman like you can never make a man happy, I heard the voice of the man who ruined my life and was ruining the love between me and Wali, how coldly he stated this with a smirk on his face the last day I met him.

"He was right Ya Allah! Every one was right! I ruined it again..."

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I should take refuge in some hidden camp?

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TC,

Zehra :)