Coerced To Be His by Yarmia Tariq (room on the broom read aloud .TXT) 📕

In morning, after breakfast with her he straight went to his office but not before sharing a good kiss with her. She really didn't know what she was stepping into but it felt surreal. The person who was breaking her now became her healer. She didn't wanted to acknowledge any reasons or consequences, but she was being loved. In million years, someone was telling her that he loves her and wanted to cherish her. She wanted to have it, because she deserved it. 

And most of all, her baby and his father that's what she wanted as a complete family. But still a underlying thought of freedom provoked her like a needle. But she let the days pass in peace. 

Umer didn't know how things were changing between them so quickly. He still couldn't muster up the courage to apologize to her, but he desperately wanted to. To start a new life with her, a new beginning because last night gave him hope. His child was in front of his eyes, his wife whom he loved dearly and their was nothing more to yearn for. 

It was a cold, freezy night. He came home early from his office and joined her dinner. Yousef was getting older now, so he had his separate room prepared and it was in final stages of furnishing. Everything from top to bottom had been Ayleen's choice for her son and he didn't mind it at all. He was happy that they were finally getting along. 

After completing dinner he went to his study room for his work. While Ayleen took Yousef upstairs for sleep. She knew that he will take long for his work so she tried to close her eyes too after making Yousef sleep. But some underlying worry didn't let her rest. She didn't know what it was but something wasn't right as she felt. 

In worry she went downstairs to see Umer in his study room. She took slow steps the dark house as little sounds even echoed. The door was slightly open so she took a peek. Umer was sitting on his couch as usual, but there was a picture in his hand. As she looked at him, she realized that he was crying. Fat tears rolling down his cheek as he caressed the frame with his fingers. She didn't know who was in the picture for whom he was crying so much. But it felt like it was someone very dear to him. She didn't wanted to intrude or interrupt his personal space but she couldn't see him in pain anymore. She opened the door and entered. 

As he saw her, he wiped his tears with the back of his hand, placing the frame on table but opposite side. 

"Why are you here at late night? You should sleep Ayleen" he tried to changed the subject she was interested in. 

She sat beside him and took his hand in hers. She didn't wanted to give him a sympathy or pity look because she knew he hated it and was a self conscious man. It might hurt his self respect and she didn't wanted to do that. 

They exchanged each other's warmness with their skin making contact.  With other hand she diverted his face towards herself, which he was trying to avert in order to hide his emotions. She looked at him in the eye as he made an eye contact with her. 

Lightly she wiped the tear beneath his eye with her finger. And then she placed her head on his chest, hugging him. 

"I asked you to share your pain with me. Don't suffer alone. Sharing it reduces the affect it has" she whispered against his chest. 

He was rather surprised at her words because he didn't realized when she made a soft spot for him in her heart. He hugged her back, crying. 

She pulled back realizing his tears on her shoulder. 

"Tell me Umer what is it?" She asked again. 

Without another word, he hugged her again placing his head against her chest. She let him feel the warmth of her chest as she ran fingers in his hair, trying to relax him. 

"My father! I miss him. I don't know why! Why I just couldn't love them when they were with me? Why I didn't feel his importance when he used to call me. I feel so alone Ayleen. I met him on his death bed where he said some last words to me. Including apologizing to you. But I Know what to do anymore. I want to apologize to you but I know you won't forgive me and you shouldn't. Why I did this? I regret it so much. I wish I could turn back time and love him just like I feel right now" he against her chest as he cried more while wrapping his arms around her waist. 

"Relax Umer. He knows how much you love him. No parents wants their child to suffer. And do you think he will be happy if he sees you like this, hurt?" She hugged him tightly, trying to console him. 

"He will be watching you and he must be unhappy to see you like this. Even you made mistakes, it's not because you are a bad human but because human makes mistakes. But it's never too late. Move on and start a new beginning. Regrets won't bring you peace." She whispered to him as she realized he was listening to her carefully. 

"Will you help me?" He asked desperately as his tears started to dry in his cheek as some soaked her shirt. 

For a moment she thought she'll have to sacrifice her freedom for it. Her wish to have a perfect life will remain unfulfilled if she helps him. She was reminded of her words she told him, she will leave him after her son grows up then how she can withdraw back from it? 

But ofcourse you have to pay a price for a good deed. She knew her fate brought her to him itself when he she tried to run miles away from him and when he tried to search the world for her. But they just ended up meeting merely at a road. She was ready to step in his world and leave the past behind. The wounds he gave her can be fulfilled his love and her son. 

"I'll do" she replied after a good moment of silence. 

He sighed, relieved of her answer. He knew what he asked her and what took her so long to reply. He knew he will cherish his woman forever. He loved her. 

"I love you Ayleen! Don't leave me alone ever. I can't stay without you anymore" he whispered like a baby to her, not able to complain his real thoughts which he suffered in her absence.