Married to Mr. Mafia by Nusrat Jahan (books to read this summer txt) 📕

“Forgive others as quickly as you expect Allah to forgive you.” -Anonymous

Amira Sultan p.o.v

" What is wrong with me? " I pace from one place to another .

" Why am I feeling restless? " My chest felt so heavy since the time I told Khalid those harshful words .

and you don't deserve anyone's love and that's why your own mother doesn't love you "

Closing my eyes tightly I sat on the edge of the bed .

But his broken face flashed in front of my eyes .

" Oh my Allah '' I stood up and almost felt like crying .

This is the reason I don't say hurtful words to people; it always backfires on me .

"But he raised questions about my character" I defended myself .

But that doesn't give me the right to hurt anyone's hearts , my subconscious said .

" Well he doesn't have a heart, " I argued, turning around .

How do you know ?

" I do , he questioned my chastity " I gritted out .

" That too without any proof " I was fuming in anger .

Is it you talking or shaitan

This thought immediately made me calm .

" But -" I tried to justify myself but I stopped .

He misunderstood you …

He is a human being named Amira ..

His men said there was a man 

What was he supposed to do ?

" Trust me !" I said out loud to myself .

It's like my mind was divided into two .

Does he know you

" No he doesn't but it's his fault " I cried like I would go mad from my internal battle .

"Oh Allah " I hold my hand feeling exhausted .

Just then I remembered the teaching of Our beloved Prophet (Peace be upon him) said: “Whoever suffers an injury and forgives (the person responsible), Allah will raise his status to a higher degree and remove one of his sins.”

I quickly felt guilty " I shouldn't have said those words to him no matter what " I cried feeling broken .

" So what if he said bad things about me , if I behave like him then what will be the difference between us? " I felt ashamed .

" He will be answerable to his sin and I will be answerable to mine " I tried to make myself understand .

" This is not what Allah s.w.t. wants , I am Allah s.w.t servant , I cannot behave like this " 

" I need to rectify my mistake " I wiped my tears with determination .

Quickly wiping my tears I did my wudu and prayed two rakat for forgiveness .

Standing up I thought to apologise to Khalid as well though little part of me didn't wanted to but then again I am doing this to save my akhirah I mean just imagine you will end up in hell just because you broke someone heart with hurtful words I mean no person in this world is that worthy that we ruin our akhirah for someone .

Nope I won't let this happen to myself . I will apologise and end this topic for my mental peace. 
 

I stood in front of his door " come on Amira you can do this " I encouraged myself .

I took a deep breath then knocked with a hesitant hand .
 

Knock ! Knock !

But surprisingly the door opened automatically , I think it was already open .

" Kh- Khalid, " I called out. His room was pitch dark .

" Khali-  " tripping on something I fell on hard…

" Ow " I groaned holding my elbow. It hurt so bad .

My eyes fell on the finger lying on the floor , moonlight falling on his body .

My eyes widened in panic " KHALID !"  I shouted running his way .

" Khalid … " I shook his shoulder in fear , his eyes were open but he wasn't moving .

" Go away …" he whispered , there wasn't any anger but emptiness that pinch my heart .

Not knowing what to do , I quickly switched on the light only to stare at his room with horrified eyes .

There is no single thing unbroken ….

" What have you done-" my words died in my mouth when my gaze fell on his palm .His long cut blood had frozen , there were a few drops here and there as well .

He kept staring at the ceiling and didn't seem to be bothered and fazed by it at all .

I was in a state of hysteria . It is painful to watch him lying lifeless like this … THE KHALID MIRZA whom everyone is scared of lying on the floor broken .

Did my words hurt him this bad ??

See Amira I told you don't talk bad to anyone , see what you did .

Pressing my lip together , I kneel down beside him , immense guilt creeping inside my chest .

I mean I know I was angry but I don't wish him pain .

" Your hand, it's bleeding " I said softly , I know he is aware of it

I took a hold of his hand softly to examine it but he jerked it away sitting up instantly .

" I . Said . Go . Away " even though his tone was harsh , I can easily see the pain in his eyes .

I took a hold of his hand again but he jerked it away . I did it again but he pushed me back this time .

" Stop it Khalid , are you an idiot? " I grip him tightly so that he can't jerk it away again, still careful of his injury .

" Don't you dare to push me now " I glared at him .

I don't know how I got so much courage but I guess it works as he didn't push me this time .

Standing up , my eyes search for a first aid kit . Alhamdulillah I got it in no time .

I took a hold of his hand " it might burn a little " I said softly while his eyes softened as he looked at me strangely . Unfortunately the cut was deep , and my traitor eyes betrayed me as tears soon started to fall . It's all because of me .

He kept looking at me without a word . He didn't even wince when I wiped the blood from his wound instead I was the one wincing .

" Why are you like this Khalid? " I mumbled, feeling broken .

No words …

Slowly his hand pushes back a lock of hair behind my ear and my eyes immediately snap at him . His eyes held so many emotions that I couldn't catch it .