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Noorie's pov

Sometimes,we don't always get what we want. We all plan,but Allah is the best of planners.

In my 24years of existence,I have never think that marriage will be forced on me. I made a big mistake by accepting Mahmud's proposal in the first place. Maybe if I had said no,I wouldn't find myself in this terrible situation now. I was just trying to be a good granddaughter,but what did I get in return? A forced arranged marriage.

Why is life so unfair to me?

If I had known,I wouldn't have said anything to my grandparents about my feelings for Affan. I should have listened to Asmau. Maybe if I had kept quiet,things wouldn't have turn out so bad for me.

It been a month since ya Fareed's wedding. It been a month since I met and talked to Affan. It been a month since I made ridicule of myself by telling my grandparents I am no longer interested in marrying
Mahmud. Had I known,I would have just kept quiet.

I can remember vividly when I was summoned to my grandparent's room the second day after I informed them of my feelings for Affan.

Kaka told me he can't cutoff the wedding. He said he is sorry,but I have no choice than to marry Mahmud if truly they are my grandparents and I respect them. Goggo also went further,telling me about how they don't want to tarnish their image infront of the Modibbos. I don't know what went wrong. Kaka assured me everything will be fine,but no. He lied to me. I don't know how Goggo managed to convince him.

As if that wasn't enough. Goggo said whether I like it or not,my marriage has been scheduled to happen in the next three month. Why waste time? That was what Goggo said that day. I can't believe my own grandmother can do something like this to me. I can't believe it. My happiness doesn't matter to them atall. I have only two months left. Only two months before I become someone's wife. I can't believe this. Only if my mother was like other mothers. Only if my mother treats me the right way a mother should treat her daughter. Maybe all this wouldn't have happened. I am all alone in this world.

Talking about my mother,Asmau informed me that she gave birth this morning. That was the first thing she told me immediately I entered the house. I had nught shift yesterday and came back home this morning.

I don't know if am suppose to call my mother and congratulate her. The woman might not even pick the call. I can easily go to her house and see her,but what if she embarrass me? It better if I just stay at home and rest. I don't want more problem.

"Babe! Standup let's go."

"Where are we going to?" I asked Asmau who is now sitting on my bed,indifferently.

"You have a junior sister! Aren't you interested? Come let's go and see her." She replied,grinning.

"I am happy,but......" I trailed off not knowing what to say. I am really happy about the new addition,but I don't know if my mum will like to see me near her new daughter.

"Your mum right?" She asked,sympathetically. Asmau knows me like the back of her hand. Without saying anything,she knows what is wrong already.

"Yes." I murmured. I know she heard me loud and clearly.

"You are making matters worse,Noorie. Perhaps you haven't noticed,but all your mum wants is attention. She likes it when you are so bothered about what she thinks. Don't get me wrong,she is your mother. You are allowed to be bothered about her,but you don't have to keep showing it. If you sit here and wait for her to come and apologise for everything she did to you,then you are dreaming. She won't come. You have to mend your relationship with her yourself. If she keeps pushing you away,move closer to her. If I was in your shoes,I would have gone to her house. Play with my baby sister. Act like I don't give a f***. If you ignore the little things she does to hurt you,trust me she will stop hurting you. She will give up on hurting you." She took in a deep breath and continued. "Noorie I am sorry to say this,but you are too soft. Everyone takes you for granted. You act like a dummy sometimes. This isnt about your mum alone. This is about everyone. They take you for granted. They force things on you because they know you have no choice but to take it. You really need to change,Noorie. If you want everyone to respect you,you have to change.

"Is this about Goggo and Kaka?"

"Not only them. We have been with each other since childhood. I know about almost everything you do. I know most of your friends. Most of your friends also take you for granted. They don't respect you. No one respects you. I purposely invited Affan to Ya Fareed's wedding because I know Mahmud will also be there. I wanted to see how you will handle the situation,but of course you handled it badly. This whole marriage thing was forced on you and Mahmud. The least you could have done was talk to Mahmud. You guys should have made a plan or something. You should have come up with something,but all you do is cry. If you have big problem,you cry. If you have smaller ones,you still cry. You don't find solutions to your problem. You only cry, Noorie." She used her hand to raise my face up. I was staring at her with my puffy eyes. Asmau is right,all I do is cry. That is what I am still doing. Crying like a baby. "You don't think before doing something. You are fond of making decisions when you are angry. There are thousand ways you can tell Goggo and Kaka about your feelings for Affan,but you chose to do it foolishly. Now look at what you have done. I told you to calm down. I pleaded with you not to tell them anything just yet,but what did you do? You angrily left the room and told them you don't want to marry Mahmud again. How does is it even sound in your own ears? Well the deed is done. You have successfully added to your problems."

"Am sorry. Am sorry for not listening to you. I am very sorry." I apologised,sobbing.

"You have to move on,Noorie. I am not telling you to forget about Affan,but you have to move on. If you end up getting married to Mahmud in the next two month,do everything in your power to make your marriage work. Learn how to love and tolerate him. He isn't that bad. That's the only advice I have for you. Now getup from this bed,freshen up and join me downstairs. We are going to see our baby sister. Okay?"

"Thank you so much Asmimi. I love you." I threw my arms around her shoulders,sobbing really hard. I don't know what my life will be like if I didn't have Asmau as my sister.

"We are running late cry baby." She mumbled and left the room after our hug.
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"She looks so cute. Masha Allah!" Asmau gushed,looking at the baby again and again.

"Let me carry her." I said to Asmau and stretched my hands. She dropped the baby on my stretched hands and I carefully held her securely. She looks so small and beautiful just like our mother. I still can't believe I have a baby sister. 

"You both look so cute together,Big sister!" Asmau winked and brought out her phone to snap us. Asmau was right. If I don't pay much attention to my mum,she will get tired of hurting me. I greeted her and she replied my greetings today. That's a first.

"Aunty! What's my baby's name?" Asmau asked my mum.

"Why should I tell you my baby's name?" My mum asked with raised eyebrows.

"I deserve to know my baby's name. Please tell me." She beseeched.

"I also don't know either." She replied,rolling her eyes.

"I have to wait for the naming ceremony. It not fair." She mumbled under her breath. I watched with kin interest how my mum and Asmau are talking. I have always wanted that kind of relationship with her. I am really jealous of Asmau. She has a good relationship with everyone unlike me.

"Noorie! Noorie!" Asmau called,interrupting my chain of thought. I turned to her and saw both of them looking at me intently.

"You called me?"

"Yes I did. The baby is asleep,drop her." I passed the baby to my mum and excused myself. I went out of the room before anyone could say anything. I don't know what happened,but I just feel like crying. I am tired of everything! Everything!

I sat down on a sofa in the livingroom quietly,staring at the television. Alot has happened in the span of 6months. Goggo is busy planning my wedding. My wedding. Something I wish I could stop. I wish I could just runaway on that day,but if I do that I will look weak. I am ready to face any challenge that comes my way. I have to talk to Mahmud. He is the only one that can help me.

"Your mum will like to see you." Asmau muttered,breaking my chain of thoughts.

"Me?" I asked,unsure. Why will she want to see me.

"Yes you." She replied and left the livingroom. She is probably angry with me. She told me to be strong,but what did I do? I ran out of the room like a baby.

I went to the room and knocked on the door before entering the room. My mum is the only one in the room. Where is Asmau?

"You sent for me?" I am really really scared. My mum is behaving strangely.

"Yes I did. Come and sit down." She patted on the  space near her. I quietly walked there like a child that has been scolded and sat down quietly.

"I want to talk to you." She said with a neutral face. Talk to me. What does she want to say. Okay,I am really scared.

"Okay." I replied,nervously.

"You don't have to be scared. Anyways,I know you are wondering why I want to talk to you?" She asked,looking at my face.

"Ye...yess." I don't think i have ever sat so close to my mum before. I am scared.

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So what do you think her mum wants to tell her?

Is Noorie really weak like Asmau said?

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