I don't know who he thinks he is being nice to me and then being rude to me the next minute. 

I was tired of waiting for Asad to show me that he actually cared about me in some twisted way. I was kind of craving some sort of love sign from him, even if it is something simple like calling me and asking me if I've ate yet I would be over the moon.

Yet I Knew I was asking for too much and I had no choice but to stay in this horrible marriage, if you could even call it that. I was being forced and no one was realizing it. 

If I could grab those photos somehow I would be free from this handsome devil...

"Why are you always zoning out?" Sabha said to me while rudely eating my chips that I bought. I grabbed my chips from her "Did you pay for those?" She rolled her eyes and slumped down on the bench we were sitting on staring at the kids playing at the playground.

"I want one." She said smiling, if anyone heard or saw her right now they would think she was a kidnapper. "Get married first." I said in between bites. Her smile wiped of her face "Who would want to marry me?" She said Sadly.

Sabha had a talent of talking Ill about herself. She was amazing at everything and when I say everything I mean everything.

Being South Asian isn't easy. It's hard to impress our parents so it's not entirely Sabha's fault because there were times where her parents would tell her that she wasn't doing enough.

"Sabha you are amazing at everything, I'm sure there is someone out there who wants to be with you." She sighed and looked at everything besides me.

I raised an eyebrow "Are you hiding something from me?" I could tell when people's mood changes and Sabha's mood entirely just switched right now.

"Uh... no." One other thing you should know about Sabha Ali is that she is a horrible liar. "Sabha tell me right now."

She groaned at my bossiness "It's just that I think I have someone in mind." she said shyly. I stared at her in shock, ever since I had met her she had always shyed away from guys and had never told any of us about her crushes. 

"Whoa what? Actually?" I felt like she was toying with me but when she nodded I knew she was being serious. "Spill, who is it?" She looked at me all serious and said "Don't tell Soojin okay?" 

I nodded but I was wondering why she didn't want me to tell Soojin. "I'm in love with... Her brother." My eyes widened and I started laughing. After laughing for a good 10 minutes I looked at Sabha and she looked offended. 

"You can't be serious Sabha, your in love with Nadeem?" Nadeem was... a interesting guy to say the least. He was really weird and was incredibly rude. Rabia and I hated him and we have told Soojin but she just shrugged it off and agreed with us not thinking much about it. 

"Rayyana he's actually really sweet he helped my mom one day with groceries." I scoffed "Of course he helped your mom, he need's to show everyone he's a gentleman doesn't he?" I really didn't like the sound of Sabha and Nadeem together for some reason. 

It just didn't click. "Are you sure you want Nadeem as your husband?" It wasn't just his personality that was horrible, it was his looks as well. Now dont get me wrong, I dont judge based on looks. But there was no doubt that Nadeem was not handsome.

He had passed the age of puberty years ago but it does not look like it in ANY way. "Whatever floats your boat I guess." I mumbled eating my chips. I was shocked, I never imagined Sabha's crush to be someone so... weird looking. 

My phone rang indicating someone was calling me, I checked and groaned when I realized it was my aunt who was calling me. 

I turned to Sabha and shushed her "Gee Phupho." I said in to the phone wiping my hands on my shirt. 

"RAYYANA ARSHAD HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN THAT JAVARIA IS COMING OVER TODAY? WHY IS THE HOUSE SUCH A MESS?" Sabha flinched and a uncle on the other side of the park stared at me. 

Yes, my aunt was that loud. I mumbled a 'shit' and told my aunt I was coming home straight away. 

"Sorry Sabha I got to go, I promise I wont tell Soojin. Bye!" I waved goodbye to Sabha and ran home. 

Sabha Ali's POV

Yes, I liked Nadeem. 

Soojin's ugly brother Nadeem. 

Not to be rude or anything, but Nadeem wasn't good looking at all. But that day when he came over and was polite to me moved something in me and soon I realized I had a crush on him. I was scared to tell Soojin because I was worried she would judge me. 

After all, I used to make fun of Nadeem with the girls and now I wanted to marry him. However, sometimes when I think of how Nadeem acts with kids when no adult is around makes me think that Nadeem is just a time pass for me and Im just so alone that I was imagining my feelings. 

I had very high baby fever and by the looks of money it looks like I wasn't going to start collage anytime soon.  Money was very tight in the Ali house right now and I knew marrying into a rich family would help my parents. 

Soojin's family was mediocre rich, but they could help us with our problems. But was marrying Nadeem the right idea? Was marrying Nadeem for his money a right idea? Nadeem was dumb, super dumb. I knew that there was no way he would help his dad with his business and he would instead be around the house all day. 

So maybe it wasn't a good idea to marry Nadeem. 

I shook my head Sabha look at you! Marrying a guy for his money? shame on you! 

This wasn't me but lately I have been so on edge with everything that I was worried that sooner or later we wouldn't have a house to live in. I haven't told the girls because the last thing I need is pity money. And even if they do offer stuff, how long?

We had set aside some money and there was some jewelry we had that we could sell but they wouldn't do much.  

I walked all the way home in worry (as usual) I walked until my legs starting hurting and all I wanted was to jump into a big comfy bed. 

I stopped when I noticed that my house door was open. Our lock was broken and we dont really have money for a new one so it being open wasn't that big of a deal, but something about it today urged me to run into the house and make sure everything was okay. 

"Mom? Dad?" I yelled running into the house, I looked around and gasped when I saw vases and other objects shattered glass everywhere. 

"Mom?" I yelled stepping over the glass, my shoes weren't in good condition and if one of these stuck in my shoe it would go in to my foot. I made it to the living room and stared at my mom who was layed down on our couch with a note in her hand and my brother next to her. 

"Hamza, what happened?" I asked worriedly at my little brother who's knees were bleeding. "Where's dad?" I asked him gently lifting him up into my arms. He was crying and he looked at me with tears in his eyes "Dad..." He trailed off and started crying again. 

I looked to my mom who looked numb and more depressed then I had ever seen her before. "Mom what happened?" She was quiet holding the note and looking at the ceiling. 

Suddenly, I got angry and I yelled "CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED?" I snatched the note from my mom's hand and read it. 

I gasped as the note dropped from my hand, I held onto Hamza tightly making sure he didn't fall from my hands. 

I'm sorry Mariyum I can't do it anymore. My company isn't working anymore and Sabha and Hamza are growing up and are demanding more stuff. 

I cant bear to look at there faces anymore knowing I can't do anything for them. I tried Mariyam I did, but I can't anymore. 

Sabha is old enough to find a job and earn some money, that was my original plan but now she doesn't have to. 

 I have re-married Mariyum and she is filthy rich. 

We have gone to Canada are living there in peace, I am not divorcing you and will find some way to get some money to you but please don't try to contact me as I have started a new life with the love of my life. 

In Islam, a man can marry 4 girls at the same time, and a woman must divorce her husband first before getting a second one. Because, Sabha's dad is a man he can be married to Sabha's mom as well as the other lady at the same time. 

If you were thinking "How is he married to both?" that's how ⬆️ hopefully this clears up any confusion.