Married to Mr. Mafia by Nusrat Jahan (literature books to read .TXT) 📖

" Yeah , because someone didn't keep her promise " she sounded angry .

" So someone is not gonna talk to me " I raise my eyebrows trying to peek at her face but she turns away .

Awww so cute .

" No " 

I sigh " fine , I bought sweets but fine , I think I should go " I tried to stand up but she held my hand .

" If you dared to move then I will give you one tight slap " I flinched as she raised her hand .

But soon , she softly caressed my face with teary eyes " where were you Amira "

Tears slipped from the corner of my eyes as I hugged her tightly " I am sorry Ammi but I got married in haste I didn't have any choice " I put my head on her shoulder .
 

When I started coming here first , she didn't talk to me at all trying to avoid me at all possible but since I was so persistent I won her heart . She told me that I am reminded of her deceased daughter. 

So I started to call her my Ammi and she treated me like her own daughter .

She joked that if she had a son then , she would make me marry him .

She wanted a daughter in law like me .

" You got married " she wiped my tears .

" Yeah …." I didn't tell her the truth .

" Does he treat you right " there was concern in her face .

I debated whether to tell her the truth or not but then I realised it's better if I don't , I don't want her to be worried for me .

" Yes , I am really happy with him, " I smiled .

She smiled sadly " you are not a good liar " 

" And lying is bad, " she added .

I look down feeling tears brewing in my eyes .

" Things will be fine Ammi " I blink back the tears .

" I'm sure it will , you know why ?" 

I nodded " with every hardship there is an ease " we both said in union .

I kept my head on her lap , while she caressed my cheek lovingly telling me about stories of the prophet and I listened to her attentively .

 

After waving everyone back , I sat in the car asking the driver to take me back home .

Home ….

 

Reaching half of the way , I realised I forgot my purse over there. I ask the  driver to take me back .

I ran inside and went directly to the Ammu room only to halt in my step .

Hiding behind the pillar , my eyes widen . I saw Khalid kneeling down in front of Ammi begging her for something yet she didn't spare him a glance .

What is he doing here ???

" Ammi please…. Please look at me " I gasp covering my mouth .

"Ammi, " I whispered, astonished .

"Ammi is Khalid's real mother " I mutter in shock .