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

“Allah tests us with what we love.” –Anonymous
 

Amira Sultana p.o.v


 

" How dare you ?" He stepped closer . I can imagine horns in his head now , he is that mad .

" What have I done? " I ask innocently while my heart beats in fear .

The guilt looked plastered on his face but it was replaced with a clenched jaw and blazing eyes that had my mind questioning my eyesight . His jaw is set as his teeth clenched .

" YOU CALLED A MAN IN MY HOUSE " he shouted and I trembled from head to toe . Last time he was angry I ended up in prison .

" Who is Ahmed ?" He questioned coming so close that our nose touched .

" I - I don't know " my voice trembles, blurring my vision .

" Liar " he seethed, coming closer like he would eat me alive .
 

" I - I seriously don't know what you are talking about" I managed to say as my lower back touched the counter .

I didn't call a man , Astagfirullah, why would I call a man . Especially when there is no one in the house.

" Then who is Ahmed '' he seethed out and the name got my attention .

Seher brother but what is he doing here ??

Seher was supposed to come

Did he come here to drop her?

Before I could defend myself , he grabbed my both hands , I winced in pain , he held an iron like grip .

" He is your lover isn't he?" His accusations made my eyes widen in panic .

I tried to release my arm from his iron grip " leave me Khalid " I am getting furious now .

He shake my arm harshly " why so that you can run into his arm "

His accusations were killing me inside .

Never in my life I imagined my husband would accuse me of chastity.

" Why do you care? " I gritted out .

" You don't think of me as your wife right? " I raised one eyebrow even though my heart was bleeding inside.

" It doesn't matter to you whether I have a lover or not " I tried to push him but his grip tightened .

" LEAVE ME KHALID !" I yelled at the top of my lungs pushing his chest as hard as I could .

He stumbled back .

My chest heaved up and down , I felt my blood boil .

I had enough … I tried to be kind to him as much as I could .

But it's enough , he questioned my character , my dignity without any proof .

" I knew it, " he spat venomously .

" You are just like her , characterless -" before he could say anything I raised my finger daring him .

" If you say another word about my character Khalid Mirza , You will see my worst side " I bare my teeth in anger .

He looked taken aback for a second , it's been so many years I had shown someone my side .

But I guess he just brought the worst in me .

" Or else " he stepped forward, challenging me .

" What you are going to do " his eyes held confidence , arrogance that a pathetic girl like me can never do anything .

I step forward too " then I will tell your mother that she didn't have birth to a man but a loser "

" A sore loser "

" How dare. you " he was losing his sanity I can see it in his eyes .

" You are a loser who is not man enough !"

" Do you even know men like you doesn't even considered as Man in Islam " I mock crossing my arm .

The look on his face was satisfying .

" You bi- " he raised his hand to slap me but I stopped midway .

" Don't you dare Khalid Mirza " I shook my head .

" Don't . You . Dare " I jerk his hand away .

" I might be a patient woman but not a weak one " I stared directly into his eyes.

" Don't consider my patience as weakness "  I warned him .

" We will see when I blow his forehead in front of your eyes " with that he grabs my hand dragging me outside but I jerk my hand back .

" I need to wear my hijab "

" Go and blow his head I don't care " I ran to my room .

Surprisingly he let me … slamming my door shut I wore my hijab .

Just then I realised what I just said .

" Oh no what if Khalid really hurt him ?" Turning on my heels I ran downstairs .

" KHALID DON'T HURT HIM STO-" my words stopped in my mouth when I saw Khalid coming inside with Ahmed .

And to my surprise Ahmed was still on his leg .

" Assalamualaikum api " Ahmed greeted with a small nod .

" Wa ʿalaykumu s-salam" I forced a smile .

Ahmed is a sixteen year old kid , Khalid looking everywhere but him and me .

" Sorry Api, I came on behalf of Seher api , she has a fever so she couldn't make it, " he explained .

'' I came here to pick your resignation "

I glare at Khalid with full force while looking like a scared cat not meeting my eyes .

'' Wait, I will bring my resignation, " I nodded, running back to my room.

" Here " I handed in his hand " come I made Biryani don't go without eating it " I invited him politely .

" No api , I need to take ammi and Seher api to doctor "

" Next time " he walked away leaving me and Khalid alone .

Without saying anything I turned on my heels but stopped " Amira " . His voice held guilt and regret.

" Look I -" before he could say anything I said .

" You know Khalid , you said that I am ugly not deserving of your love " I laugh humorously .

" But I am glad I am ugly in your eyes but you have an ugly personality "

I turned to face him fully " and you don't deserve anyone's love and that's why your own mother doesn't love you " I spat angrily then walked away leaving his broken face behind .

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