Mention of rape ahead-

"Am-ammi na-nahin karen n-na ai-aisa!" A crying momina whispered from beside her mother, who's tight grip on momina's arm was hurting her, stopping her blood from flowing, her sobs echoing in the air, the silent Atmosphere where she was getting married to someone who's gaze had always made her puke, who's disgusting hands roaming around her body made her shiver in a way where she wanted to die, what was the reason momina had always thought about sikandar to marry her? it was because sohail could never give her the feeling of love.

(A-ammi a-mmi, do-dont do t-this please!)

Momina has been always given to sikandar, who had married outside, breaking their culture and now, there was left only sohail. The health of sajid had changed drastically, after sikandar had left with Noor-Ul-Ain.

Sajid was unfortunately diagnosed with Glioblastoma, A brain tumor that would only allow him to live sixteen months, but they were more unfortunate that they get to know about all his problem when he had no time to live, if he would take the medicine then upto four months.

His only wish was to meet his son back, ask for forgiveness and to get his daughter and his son marry! Sohail was never in opposition of getting married, but his intentions with Marriage was never the one that could get him a happy life.

Now, he was content sitting Infront of badly crying momina, who's hand were gripped by his phuppo, the white and pale skin only turning red time by time, his intentions getting vile along with his thoughts, imagining her laying beneath him, covered in the mark he will give her, as she would cry and ask for his mercy, that he will decline giving and would increase his tempo!

Thinking about all those things were enough for him to hurry the nikkah up, the nikkah was intimate, Small ceremony. The Nikkah was done after five minute to count maximum, the Nikkah that had bound her to person who disgust her, the person who can never be call human!

Momina had found herself sitting on his bed, she had never once stopped crying, she doesn't know how much time had passed, nor does she wants to remember anything related to being tied down as his, all she remembered was how her husband had stumbled inside the room, reaking of alcohol and how he had forced her down the bed before stepping atop her to ravish her!

She only remembered herself crying, asking for his mercy that he never once showed her, all she remembered was herself bleeding yet he never once stopped, all she remembered was how she regretted not running away, all she remembered how much he had taint her! All she wished for his doom! All she wish was for his punishment! Before she had passed out completely! She knew he will be beast, she knew he was disgusting and vile person, but what she doesn't knew was why he had moaned the name of Noor-Ul-Ain, why had he imagined momina as Noor-Ul-Ain! Cause she was all but aware of how he had ruined the life of someone!
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"G g...ap itni fikhar nhi karen!.... Market hi to hai sikandar! Ap bacho k tarha karrahe hain!....arey nahi, ap or shehryar lala jahan hain wahan jao! Mai le ati hun samaan bazaar se" Noor-Ul-Ain made sikandar understand who was somewhere with shehryar, on the land he wanted to buy, but hearing Noor-Ul-Ain had to get something from market, had immediately offered himself!

(Yes, Don't take this much tension! Its only Market sikandar! You are being a Child!... Arey no go where you and shehryar brother are! I'll bring things!)

Only for her to reject the offer. Noor-Ul-Ain had partially adjusted to her life, it wasn't hard for her anyway. Sikandar never once left her side, Noor-Ul-Ain had learned alot from life in that small span of one week, she knew how it is like living without electricity and she knew how it is having husband angry on you.

Sikandar got hard time searching for job, as his brother sohail never left a chance for him to not be humiliated Infront of the village! His anger by the time he would go home, would burst on Noor-Ul-Ain! He had spread alot of false rumors about him, from having to slap his sister for his wife to marry the girl who he had slept with! Sikandar was just glad his wife doesn't care about what other's say!

Currently, she placed her dupatta on her head, her kameez was of lawn, of baby pink colour, every piece of clothing looked good on her, the head turning.

She had to pick something up from the local market, her kitchen was almost empty and she wanted to cook something heavy for sikandar who would return home tired! Her kitchen? Oh, she had start taking lessons for her cooking from her mother!

She remember, she was ashamed that after fixing the whole house, it was sikandar who had made them food! She swore that time to never let him enter the kitchen! And she's expectationally an amazing cook!

She was walking around the street, that was burning hot today, along with no people there, her mind was busy calculating the money and the amount of things she had brought, she was completely unaware of anything until she heard a similar rang rover to her husband pulling up beside her, she could only look for the man seating on driver seat, when she suddenly felt something hitting against her head, from the back.

She immediately turned around to look at the man, her head hurt immediately. her gaze immediately went hazy, everything blurred and she fell down on the road, her mind and her tongue, only leaving the name of sikandar before everything turned black!
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Blue then black, then again blue and green then again black, this time it was orange but again black! And black for hours! Then clear navy dark blue! Finally!

Noor-Ul-Ain could remember how many times her eyes had opened, she could remember herself falling in the abyss of dark before her eyes open to the darkness of night?

Night? Noor-Ul-Ain mind was jumbled up, her whole body was aching along with her head, something feels sticky on her whole body and head, everything was blurred Infront of her eyes, she rubbed her eyes, there was too much chill! She opened her eyes fully to see around herself completely jungle!

She immediately sat up alertly her action sending shivers of pain in her whole self that she could care less!, her heart thumped as she took in her barren surrounding, her whole body shivered, she looked down herself to see herself naked? She gasped and tried to shift only for the spike of pain travelling from her spine to her whole body, a scream left her, her everything has been flashed Infront of her eyes.

She remembered buying things, then leaving, but then she felt her head that was paining! She was abducted in the bright day, she trembled as she remembered two man, who had taken her here, she remembered everything. How her mind was hazy yet she had heard everything between them.

Her whole world crushed under her feet, she was theft of her purity, why did she even live to see this day? Was she deserving of this pain? she was ashamed, she was stilled as she sat there for hours,as it feels like.

Noor-Ul-Ain was abducted, she was then raped, she was sitting on the place, without any cloth on her body, whatever happened flashed Infront of her eyes! Her eyes shed the first tear, of pain, of agony, of betrayal of many emotions.

She cried, she screamed, she pulled her hair, she was sure she had been tainted, the pain between her legs gave her the prove! Her nudity gave her the prove! She sat there crying, pitying herself! All the fear's she felt was for sikandar! The man who had given up his everything to be with her! She, Who wasn't just his anymore! Her heart threatened to rip apart, her throat hurts, her heart, her body, her head everything hurts.

She stared at the nothing Infront of her, her throat hurt with the sobs, her body shooked, she hide her nudity with her hand, she felt pity for her own self! She felt she would die! Maybe it was better dieing? Maybe she should just kill herself! But why should she? Did she asked for it? Did she not dressed accordingly? Or was it her fault?

After what feels like hours, she wiped her tears away, her clothes mercilessly thrown beside her, the same kameez, shalwar and dupatta she wore to show her husband! The same dress that saw her being left with no self respect!

Her hands pull her dress, that surprisingly wasn't torn as he knew she will wear it, as he knew he'll make fun of her, the fine piece of clothing mocked at her! her hand wiped away the tear's from her cheeks. The tears of pain, humiliation, agony, and determination!

Determination to prove him, she could never be the one to be broke! That she could never be the one he would stomp on! She left the place, without looking back, her journey towards her mission started from that moment as her feet dragged her towards the house, that she wanted to built as home with her husband!

Who will sure leave her knowing how impure she had become, who will never love her the same, she immediately entered the bathroom, she took her clothes off, her eye's dried completely, she'll not cry again, not now, not ever. With the new determination, she opened the shower, stepping under it, she rubbed the soap in her whole body.

She scrubbed herself as hard as she could, she scrubbed until her body became red, she scrubbed until she saw the droplets of blood dripping down, she scrubbed her impurity and his touch! She scrubbed yet she never cried!

Her body never felt fresh, it still crawled with his hand, it clawed her, it make her want to strip her skin, yet she stepped out of the bathroom, her first gaze meet with sikandar, who upon seeing her smile, that she was sure will never be for her after she'll tell him what had happened! She kept quite.

He confusedly furrowed his eyes seeing her motionless body, he folded his sleeves till his arms were showing "Noor? Wahan kyun hun idhar ao, kya lai bazaar se" she stiffened more, sikandar could feel her hesitation, he opened his mouth only for her to attack his lips in a passionate kiss.

(Noor, why are you standing there, come here!)

He stumbled back slightly, his hand immediately around her waist, he wasn't ready for the impact, he kissed her back nonetheless, his mouth taking the charge completely, he kissed her passionately with as much force she was showing, he held her up in his arm.

His wife seems to be in rough mood, he laid her on the bed, she impatiently pulled him atop her, he was astonished seeing her behavior, she was sure shameless but never impatient this much, he gave her what she wanted immediately, his mouth leaving her to attack his covered bossom, the decent swell of her breast pressed more against him, as she arched her back.

He pulled back, pulling her clothes he left her bare to admire her, like he does all the time, but maybe his wife wanted nothing more then his admiration today! He bared himself too before again his mouth found her breast, he covered her body with his marks, sucking the sensitive nub of one, while his hand worked on other, his ears blessed with the cries of his wife, how she whispered his name, how she screamed his name, everything screamed roughness today.

His mouth travel to down her, she looked at him with her tear's ladden eyes, his every touch removing the feeling of dread, his every touch made her feel loved, she sighed in content when his hand touched her aching core, sikandar was shocked at how she was behaving, but whatever she wants, she gets.

His hand, prepared her before he hovered over her, his mouth on her, as he entered her, her nails digged against his back, her back arched yet her mouth never leaving him nor she once opened her eyes!

He went as hard and as fast as she wanted him to be, he happily complied her every wishes, the roughness, eagerness was new to her but everything has new start today, new start of many things.

Sikandar slept cuddling her, Noor-Ul-Ain just ran the tip of her finger on his face, trasing every detail, her mind back to many place, she smirked mischievously, her every senses supported her, her heart supported her, even her deen supported her! If he thought she was tainted by him, then he was wrong to the core! She'll show him the real Noor-Ul-Ain! She'll show him she can be Noor and she can be dark!

If she was the light of every eyes? Then she was the brightest, to the point of causing blindness! Noor-Ul-Ain had her mind made up, as she gave him open mouthed kiss that he even replied in his sleep before slipping away from him to shower again, She prayed, she never once complained! She was given the path by Him that she'll follow, she just asked his mercy!

She, after praying open his laptop placed there, she was theft of sleep, mind as well she just ignored the little need of it, her finger fluently move on the mouse, until it stopped on the folder, named as 'Secret' her mouth pulled up in a smile and she clicked it open. However, she wasn't ready for what she had seen.

Why was there so many pictures of maya? Her sister in law? In his laptop? With him laying on her lap? With him kissing her cheeks? With her in his arm as he lifted her in bridle style?

Noor-Ul-Ain dam broke, whatever she had seen was not something that had her stopping her tears! Her heart hurts more then before. Maya and sikandar knew each other? They were THIS close? So many things roamed in her mind, she just quietly gazed at every picture for hours! She would never question him! She will never loose him! She will never let her live! How dare she be in the arm of sikandar.

Noor-Ul-Ain looked at the date, Five years before, he did looked young but she looked younger. Her heart burned with anger, her whole being needed to scream but she kept quite, quit being childish! She will show them what it was playing her! She calmly breathed.

Her finger again fluently worked, she smirked once again proudly of what she did, before she shut the laptop, and laid beside him. Her mind and heart sighed in peace when he immediately held her, she kissed him again before she slept, peacefully. Aware of the upcoming tornado! That she looked forward for!
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Assalamualaikum...

I don't have any words for this chapter! Im sorry, Im crying!!

And, Im sorry about the chapter! It wasn't my intention to write the last scene, but Noor-Ul-Ain is women who is different then all of us! She's just what we call, Ishq mai pagal?

I will shut up now cause my head is aching writing this!

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