Married to Mr. Mafia by Nusrat Jahan (books for 10th graders TXT) 📗

Chapter 37

The reality of manners is that it results from beautiful character. Thus, manners are the manifestations of the integrity and strength in one’s inward personality into action.” Ibn Rajab

 

Khalid Mirza p.o.v

" Dammit " I slammed my hand on the table , a few papers flew away .

" Again , I couldn't catch their boss " I muttered angrily .

" Hide all you want , one day I will kill you with my bare hand " I swore gritting my teeth .
 

" Do you think doing all this lessens your sin " I turn at the voice who is none other than my own mother. 

" Ammi ?" I whispered .

" Do you think Sayra and your father will come back ?" Her eyes filled with tears still I can see the hatred .
 

I kept silent , she stood in front of me '' how long you are going to danger all our life Khalid " her voice shivering in anger .

I look down in shame " how long Khalid , HOW LONG " 

" I am doing what I promised Api ( sister ) " I whispered gulping down the pain rising from my chest .

Slap ! 

" She wouldn't have to make promises if you listen to me once " my eyes snapped at her .

" Please forgive me " I begged her .

" I will " her words brought hope in my eyes .

" But …" 

" But ?" 

 " bring me my husband back "  I felt like she slapped me word for word .

" Bring me back my daughter " 

" My family " 

" My son, " she whispered .

I know as much as it's hurting me , it's hurting her too .

" Doing all this thing won't make you hero Khalid " 

'' If you really want my forgiveness, leave this break your promise.  '' With that she walked away .

 

Khalid mother p.o.v

I close the door wiping tears " I am sorry son but I cannot lose you now " 

" I am scared that if you won't stop , it might cost your life " my heart shivers at the thought of losing him. 

 

Khalid Mirza p.o.v


 

I heard a knock " come in " I rub my face .

The door opens revealing Amira wearing an oversized hoodie , she is literally drowning in it , her hair pulled in a messy bun but what caught my attention was her eyes , they were red. It looked like she was crying .

Did someone make her cry ??

I clench my fist , my blood boil thinking about someone hurting her .

But you hurt her the most, my subconscious mock.

Blinking she pressed her  lips staring innocently Damn why the hell this girl take all my sense in second , why do I feel so protective toward her , and at the same time I want to do wild things to her under my bo- 

Khalid snapped out ! 

" What happened ? Why are you crying" I walk to her since she is not coming closer .

" Did  - " before I could finish , her tiny hands wrapped around my body softly disturbing my breathing system .

I froze. There is something happening in my heart , something I never experienced or felt. It's scaring the shit out of me. I look down slowly , her head resting on my chest while her eyes are closed like I am the only person she trusts in this world .

Her sweet strawberry fragrance filled my nose making ''Tesoro'' instantly addictive for me. I barely whispered I was scared she might move away .

I don't want her too ...

" You are a good person Khalid , you are a hero " she mumbled in her sweet soft voice , overwhelming my heart which skipped a beat .

" I am not " I mumbled .
 

" You are " She move away " sorry I hug you " 

My lip twitch but I kept my serious face " you are taking my advantage " 

Her eyes widened innocently " NO I am not " she moved away a little .

" Yes you are " I walk a little closer " that day you intentionally came into my room didn't you ?" I tilled my head a little .

" It - it was a mistake " she defended horrified .

I shrugged " how am I supposed to know " 

" You - you should " she shutter " you know what got lost " with that she walked away slamming the door shut .

Door burst open " I was giving you a compliment by the way " she made a face then slammed the door shut again .

I couldn't help but chuckle but it vanished remembering my mother's words .

If you really want my forgiveness, leave this break your promise.

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AMIRA Sultan p.o.v


 

" ABBU… NO !" My eyes snap open feeling terrible all of a sudden . I had a very bad dream …

I looked around the room and noticed it's still dark which means I still had to pray tahajjud . I had a very dreadful feeling when I woke up , I know it's from shaitan because Hadith by the Prophet (pbuh) said, “A good vision (ru'ya) is from Allāh and a bad dream (hulm) is from Satan; so if one of you sees anything (in a dream which he dislikes), he should spit on his left side thrice and seek refuge with Allāh from its evil, and then it will never harm him” (Sahih al-Bukhari, 3118)

I didn't want to go back to sleep , it's already time to tahajjud since Tahajjud prayer is that it gives inner strength and mental peace. It also has the capability to avert acts of sin and wickedness. Also, according to the Islamic tradition, the third part of the night is the best time to make wishes/duas.

I try my best to pray as much as I can .

Sitting up on my bed properly , I search for my hairband beside my pillow . Once I found it I pulled back my long hair in a bun , removing the cover from my body.  I stood up and turned the lights on. My eyes had a hard time adjusting to the brightness.

With different thoughts and possibilities circling in my mind , I tried to think as positively as I could.  Shaking away my thoughts, I went to the washroom to do wudu .

The sun has risen yet after placing the prayer mat and praying my tahajjud salah and crying in fear . I don't know why I felt so afraid all of a sudden but after completing my prayer I calmed down a little .




 

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