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Chapter 9

The door was opened by Amar. And he greeted her with a warm smile.

"How are you feeling?" He asked her as she stepped forward.

"I'm fine" she replied and went inside.
Following her, he noticed the bouquet in her hand but kept quite. In case he will make her uncomfortable at the sudden question, as she is already not feeling well. Her face was pale and he couldn't help noticing that only few depressing days affected her this much. He never saw Ayeleen in this state. She always had been a cheerful and lively girl, who liked to laugh alot. This was not his sister whom he always knew.Β 
Ayeleen silently went inside her room, as her mother who was in kitchen preparing dinner for her ignored her presence. And thankfully she didn't had to face her father, who was already in lounge watching news. Her sisters were not in room and it was also a good thing for her.
Aysel was the second sister after Ayeleen. She was busy in kitchen with her mother, helping out in dishes. While Azra was completing her homework and Ayan was helping her out.
She locked the door and placed the bouquet on the bedside table. Then she took off her dupatta and threw it on the bed carelessly. Her hair were mess. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself.Β 
She looked gloomy and melancholy was all over her face. She looked at her eyes and realized the dark circles beneath. Then she caressed her lips which had a small scar on lower lip.Β 
The memory crossed her mind and the touch of his lips renewed on her lips.Β 
She shook away the thoughts, as she didn't wanted to remember his presence. But couldn't help thinking about how her body reacts to him. How her sexual desires arose between her legs when he's close. How she start to feel hot and feel the wetness in her lower body.Β 
'but I also felt the same when I first time met Yahya, although we didn't even got close' an old memory clouded her mind, when she first time met Yahya in library. And how her body responded that he is the man she needs and only he can fulfill her desires. From that time she always thought, that he's the only one because after that her body never acted the same way near any other male. And now it was Umer who can make her turned on at once.Β 
But still she didn't wanted to marry Umer because she didn't found him compatible for her. He was abusive, and she didn't even know him. He was forcing himself on her and she didn't had any emotional feelings attached him. It was just attraction. While on the other side she always loved Yahya, she dreamed about him day and night. They always helped each other through thick and thin. They came a long way together and now suddenly how can she let another man enter her life?Β 
It was not just difficult but impossible for her. But her situation and fate, neither was supporting her. And on top Yahya was still not ready. How many more years she will have to wait? There was no answer to this question.
And all she could do was pray and ask God to save her from this beast.

She took out her clothes from cupboard and went for a bath.Β 
After taking a long shower, she came out and applied her skincare. While she heard a knock on the door.Β 
She instantly got up and unlocked the door at once as her mother never liked locked doors and she always scolded her for that.Β 
It was Aysel.
"Mama is calling you for dinner" she told her.

"I'm coming" she replied and took her dupatta and got out of the room.

The dinner was on the table, and everyone was sitting and already started eating.Β 
'only I'm the extra puzzle here. They are complete family without me' a thought crossed her mind and she felt extremely hurt. Even her parents didn't asked about how she was feeling.
She silently sat on her chair and started eating.

After completing dinner everyone left the area. And she was left alone, while Aysel and Azra was clearing table. As she got up to go back to her room, her mother came to her.
She placed her phone on the table in front of her.

"Here is your phone. Your father said you will marry Umer this month and tell that boy about your marriage and Don't contact him again or your father will deal with you if Umer broke this marriage because of him. His parents are coming tomorrow to fix the marriage date, so take a leave" she said everything at once, and didn't wait for her reply and went away.

Ayeleen was not used to it, she silently picked up the phone and got back to her room. Her sisters also came in and lay on their bunk beds.Β 
They turned off the lights and Ayeleen had to lay on her bed too.Β 
She opened her phone and logged in to her account. There were several messages from Yahya. She opened them with trembling hands. She couldn't help processing the words of her mother, which still rang in her ears.Β 
'Is she really going to say goodbye to him? They meant to be apart like this?'
There were several messages from Yahya telling her about how their business is saved now and his family has been saved from great loss.
And he is happy and he has a chance to talk to his parents about them.
Reading all those messages she didn't felt any guilt inside for leaving him. Because there was not a single message telling her that he loves her and care about her.

She replied 'now keep your business with you for your whole life. It was the only thing you ever needed. You never wanted me. Now don't contact me again because it's only business you care about' she knew that she was not being thoughtful and sensible. This reason was not enough to break the relationship of seven years. But after all she had no other reason to leave him.Β 
The message was seen instantly, and he was typing. But she didn't had any more courage to reply to his further questions. She immediately blocked him and deactivated her account. Then she took out the sim card out of her phone and without giving a second thought she break it into two.

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