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

Allah is with the doers of good." -Quran 29:69


 

Amira Sultan p.o.v
 

" Ohh look who is here " Zainab's high pitched voice snatched the beaming smile from my face .
 

" Assalamualaikum " I greeted nevertheless .
 

" You are back after snatching my groom " she hissed, making my step falter .
 

" I came to meet about " I tried to ignore her taunt. 
 

" He is not here to get lost " before she could slam the door on my face. Samiya 's happy voice interrupted .
 

" Amira Baji is that you " she looked startled yet happy .
 

I couldn't help but push past Zainab and hug Samiya tightly .
 

" I missed you so much, " I cried .
 

" I miss you too, " she cried, hugging back .
 

" Where is Abbu , is he okay ?" I inquired 
 

" Yes, Abbu is absolutely fine. " I heard Zainab's voice from behind .
 

" In Fact everyone was happy without you, " she added .

Why she is always so bitter towards me I don't understand .
 

" Appi will you stop, " Samiya yelled angrily .

" Don't you dare talk to me like that " she launched toward Samiya but I came in between .
 

" Zainab for once will you stop your hatred toward me " I snap .
 

" I just came to meet abbu , I will go back " I sigh " where is he " 
 

" He is upstairs " I heard Ammi's voice .
 

Surprisingly there wasn't any hatred toward me like she used to .

" But Ammi -" before Zainab could protest . Ammi allowed me to go upstairs .
 

As I was ascending upstairs I am pretty sure Zainab was throwing dirty looks all along .


 

Khalid Mirza p.o.v


 

" Amira ! Amira ! " I called out no response ..

" Where did she go , I haven't seen her for a while " I mumbled .
 

My leg automatically walked toward the kitchen , my step halted .
 

" Can I go to meet Abbu? " her angelic voice rang inside my head .
 

" Damn " I closed my eyes .
 

"She is not home " I felt stupid searching for her whole house .
 

I was about to turn back when I heard Nafisa talking about Amira .
 

" I am so happy , she went to meet her parents , she was missing her father a lot " I heard her .

My lip twitched thinking about her face beaming with happiness .
 

" I bet she will come back crying " I heard Mehjabin, the girl who turned out to be Amira college and a friend .
 

" Why would you say that? " Nafisa said .
 

"There is no one over there who loves her, " Mehjabin sighs .
 

All of a sudden , I got curious to know more about Amira. 
 

I knew it was wrong but I couldn't help them talking about my wife. 
 

Wife ?? Seriously .
 

" But she always talks about her family and how much they love her, " Nafisa asked .
 

" Don't you know Amira , she never talks bad about any one let alone her family " there was sadness in her voice .
 

" You know , I used to be jealous of Amira thinking how amazing her live is because she is always smiling full of positive , its happen only when a person never seen pain in their lives " 
 

I lean a little ..

" But I was so wrong , one day she didn't came to bakery shop it turn into weak and after she came back , she was more paler and thinner than before "

There was pause .
 

" When I asked her , she said she has fever but , she fainted during serving one of the customer , when I took her to the hospital I got to know , she had bruised all over her body and she hasn't eaten anything in a week " 
 

" What " Nafisa's voice rose .
 

While I clench my fist .
 

" When I threatened Amira that I would call the police , she told me everything ..... how her step sister and mother made her love hell , how she has been lock in her basement over a week in the absence of her father "

" Amira had a really difficult and lonely life , she had no one to love her , take care of her "

" Poor Amira..." Nafisa said .

 

" I feel bad for her, " Nafisa said softly .

" Yeah me too "
 

I walk back to my room slamming my door shut .
 

Amira had a really difficult and lonely life , she had no one to love her , take care of her " 

 

her step sister and mother made her love hell , how she has been lock in her basement over a week

 

I rub my face again and again remembering all the horrible things I said and done to her .

 

You will be the maid of this house
 

"you are nobody to me , I am just bearing you because of you good for nothing father who took loan from me and cannot pay me back , I wanted to marry you sister but I am stuck with you , you are irritating , you are not even beautiful , you are narrow minded women , who doesn't even know how to wear clothes and you think I like you .... YOU
 

" You have a habit going against my words right , so now as a punishment you will stay here for two days without food and water "

 

" Dammit ! Dammit ! Dammit " I punch the wall again and again feeling overwhelming guilt erupting my chest .

 

" Really Khalid really " I felt a voice similar to me echoed from behind .
 

I turn to see myself smiling mockingly .
 

" Wh- who are you? " I furrowed my eyebrows .
 

His laugh echoed, terrifying my soul " so you don't recognise me ??? "

" N- no " I shuttered.

" I am you ... Khalid Mirza '' he tilted his head .

" Your subconscious " he whispered in a mocking way .

" Go - go away " I turned away, fearing myself .