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So here is the 2nd chapter.

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Arshad's POV

A few men with an old woman who didn't look less than witch came inside. That girl instantly took her dupatta and wrapped around her and scoot away from me. looking at her and then at them I wore my shirt. The dangerous-looking woman throwing a really hateful glare at that innocent-looking little girl. The girl started trembling as that woman walks toward her.

"Plea....please...please" that witch...I mean that old woman held her arms tightly while the girl started weeping.

"Behuda ladki! Sharam nahi ayi ye sab karne se pehle! Kauf nahi hua Allah ka! ( you bitch! Didn't you had any shame before doing this? Didn't you fear the God!?)!! " That old women slap that girl while screaming on her face.

I was shocked would be an understatement. "Arre main to teri shadi kara rahi thi, par Tu ghar se bhag ayi iske saath sone! Kitne paise diye hai isne tujhe bol! (I was about to marry you off but you ran away to sleep with him! Tell me how much money he gives you?)!!" She shook that girl holding her both arms.

"Enough!" I roared. I couldn't believe how she was talking. "Ye keh kya rahi hai aap! Apka dimag to thik hai?! (What the hell are you saying? Are you in your right mind!?)!" I didn't know what gotten into me that I pull that girl behind me holding her arms.

"Ab tak thik nahi tha par ab hai. (I was not in my right mind until now) I will kill that whore today" she yelled and tried to grab that girl but I open my arms wide not wanting to let her reach her.

"What are you saying? You can't just abuse her. I will call the police if you guys don't leave" I threatened them but that women smiled evilly.

"She is my daughter. And I will do whatever I want with her. And about the police? So let me tell you dear that this village's police and judged is the man who was going to marry that whore but now I'm sure he will kill her without any hesitation. And I will be free from her burden but I only have one regret that I've lose the money that man was going to give me after marrying her" I was beyond shocked. I felt my eyes going to pop out. First, she said this girl was her daughter and then she said some man who supposed to be her would-be husband would kill her and then she said, that supposed to be would-be husband was going to give her money after marrying her daughter. It means this was not a marriage but that creepy old woman was going to sell this innocent-looking little girl.

"You were going to sell your daughter?" I asked in disbelief. I could hear that girl's sob clearly.

"Stepdaughter" she corrected me. I was still trying to process everything when that woman held that girl's hand and pulled her toward her.

"Chal ab tere janaze me (let's go to you funeral)" she said and started to drag that girl.

"Amma jaane dien mujhe! Mene kuch nahi kiya! Mai nahi janti inhe! Yakeen kare mera, mai beti hun apki! (Mother please let me go! I didn't do anything! I don't know him! Please trust me, I'm your daughter)" that girl started crying loudly and begging.

"Stepdaughter! And Because of you, I lose the money as well as my reputation! You better die!" She drags her out of the barn house making me came out of my trance. I was about to run after her but two-man held me from both sides.

"Bring him as well" an old man who came with that woman ordered them and leave.

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Author's POV,

"She is your culprit. Do whatever you want to do with her!" Isha's stepmother famida said. Pushing isha in front of that old man who was going to purchase her.

She told him everything about isha running away from the house and how she found isha with a man in the half-naked state (yes, that was her words) which make that old man go insane as he only wanted to burn Isha alive.

"No! I didn't do anything! I don't even know him!" Isha continuously cried while begging them to believe her.

"Bring the oil" that old man ordered in his dreadful voice causing isha's breath halted as she felt air sucks out of her. She heard a few years ago they burn a girl alive as they found out that she sleeps with non-mahram.

"No!" Isha screamed in pure fear and panic state. She continuously screaming that she didn't do anything but no one heard her. She begged her stepmother but she just looks away. Isha's eyes fell on the man who was standing there in as shocked as her. He couldn't understand what was happening here. "Please tell them that we don't know each other! Please tell them that nothing happens between us! Please do something!" She screamed making Arshad came out of his shock state. He started struggling to free from those creepy men who were holding him.

"Leave me! I will sue you all! What are you guys doing!? Arre, I don't know that girl! I don't even belong to this village! I came here only yesterday for some work! I don't know her! nothing happened between us! Please let her go and me!" Arshad shouted at them trashing his legs and hands.

"I can tell, your not from this village so I can't blame you but this girl! She knew she was going to marry me still she sold her body to you! This type of treacherous deserve to die so this village can learn from her that we won't tolerate this dirty business! Pour that oil on her!" That old man said and then ordered his man. Isha started shaking in panic and screamed for help.

"YA KHUDAYA MADAD KAR!" Isha screamed looking at the sky. She screams for help from her lord. She knew no one can save her except Allah.

As if something trigger in Arshad, he kicked them and with all his strength push them away and ran toward isha and stood in front of her. Shielding her.

"What the hell are you doing! This is a crime! She's a kid! How could you be so cruel! Can't you see her innocent eyes! Can't you see that she's only a kid!" Arsha screamed.

"She isn't a kid! Anyone can waste their money on her seeing her beauty and this fragile figure. And that's what you did! Now don't come between in this and leave!" The old man shouted. Arshad felt disgusted. While isha was only praying her lord to save her and take her away from this village.

"We didn't do anything!" Arshad yell.

"I saw you shirtless and her without any parda and in your arms! What that suppose to mean?" Famida yells at him. He glared at her but couldn't say anything as he didn't know what to say to make them believe.

"She is your daughter! Don't you have any soft corner for her! Even if you are her stepmother but you are her mother! How could you let anyone kill her!"

"She died the moment she ran away from the house! She's now an only tainted burden to my family for all her life! After this, no one will accept her and I can't take care of her my whole life! It's better she died" Famida yell making a disgusted face. Arshad stumbles back seeing their awfully faces. He couldn't lie that he wasn't scared cause he was. He was scared to the core and didn't know what to do? But he knew one thing he would never let them take an innocent girl's life. He couldn't let them kill her.

Arshad felt two hands grabbed his arms and started dragging him. He was startled at first but then started struggling.

That old man gestures his men and they started taking steps toward Isha, Who was looking at them terrified.

"BAAJI!!!! BAJI!" Najma her stepsister ran toward her but her mother held her tightly "No! Amma let go of me! Leave my baji!" Najma screamed while Isha froze on her spot as she saw them standing in front of her. She closed her eyes.

Ya khudaya(oh lord)! I have trust in you. I know you will do what's best for me! And if death is better than living then I won't complain. My rab (lord) I have trust in you. I have! Just give me the strength to bear this pain until my soul is taken.

Isha prayed in her heart and fist her hand on her kameez as she felt liquid was throwing on her.

"NO! AMMA PLEASE SAVE HER! MY BAJI DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! PLEASE AMMA SAVE HER! PLEASE MERCY ON MY BAAJI! SOMEBODY, PLEASE SAVE HER! PLEASE!" Najma continues screamed for help but no one came forward to save her as everyone frightened to that old man.

Arshad saw one of them coming with a matchbox. His eyes widened and he felt his air become stopped. He looks at that little girl and felt his eyes burning. He was always a soft-hearted man who couldn't see some innocent in pain. And that girl! She was too innocent for this filthy village. Her eyes were close and she tries to calm herself but he could see how she was shaking. Her tears coming down her beautiful face nonstop.

Ya Allah, what should I do!
I can't let them kill her!
I can never forgive myself!
Allah, please show me anyway!
Allah please save this girl!

As that man coming closer to Isha, his heart began trembling in his chest. With all his strength he again yanks that men who held him and ran toward isha. Standing in front of her as her shield he screamed.

"I will take her with me! I will take her!! You don't have to keep her in this village! I will take her! Please don't kill her! Please!" Arshad screamed in utter panic. Isha opens her eyes and saw her saviour who didn't even know her but was fighting for her. Who was trying to protect her from this cruel world. But she knew he couldn't.

Famida stare at the desperate man who was trying to protect Isha. Who look wealthy and from a big town. Her mind played a fast and evil plan. A smirk came to her lips. She walks in front of them while as najma's mother's grip loosen on najma's arms she ran toward her baji.

"So you want to take her?" Famida asked making Arshad nodded hastily. "Kis rishte se? (What rights do you have to take her with you?)" She asked Arshad stared at her confused.

"You don't want to keep her in this village then let me take her away from this village," Arshad said.

"You can't take her cause you don't have any relation to do that! We rather kill her than letting her go with na-mahram" famida said. That old man came to her.

"Famida! Why are you wasting our time! Let them finish that whore. No need to talk"

"Yes bhaijaan" Famida said looking back to Arshad. "Now go and let us finish that whore"

"I won't let her die" Arshad yell in gritted teeth with so much determination that Isha felt chills ran down her spine.

"Okay fine"

"What are you talking famida!" That old man yelled.

"Wait bhaijaan" famida said and went to Isha. She grabbed her arms roughly and drag her in front of Arshad. "You have two choices. Either let her die or marry her giving us 10 million" Arshad felt all the air sucks out of him. His heart dropped to his stomach making him feel sick.

"Wha....what?"

"What are you saying Famida!?" That old man yelled. Famida glared at him and went toward him.

"She is my daughter I can do whatever I want"

"I won't let you do this! Don't forget who I am"

"YOU don't forget who I am" famida went closer to him and whisper "you know I know everything about you. About your crimes. So be quiet if you don't want people to kick you out of this village and hand you to the police. They are silent cause they think you're doing this for village betterment" Famida threatened him. His eyes widened. He looks scared.

Famida turns toward Arshad who was still frozen on his spot while Isha too held her head lowered in shocked.

"So tell me what your decision?"

"I can't marry her. I'm already married" Arshad informed them. Isha  fist her hands as she was seeing her dead. Now there is no way she could save cause they give him two choices and he couldn't marry her cause he was married so indirectly he chose her to die.

"So what,?" Famida asked in what big deal tone "you can make her your second wife" on this isha and Arshad both stared at her in disbelief.

"Amma please....."

"You shut up whore!" She slapped Isha hard on her cheeks causing isha to fall back but Arshad held her hand.

"You have only one minute. Make your choice. Either accept her as your second wife or leave from here without making it difficult for us" famida said and crossed her arms around her.

Many things running in Arshad's mind. His love, his wife? His perfect life? His marriage with sofia. His loved for sofia. How could he betray her? He loved her so much! If he marries isha then he could lose sofia. Sofia wasn't a person who could bear sharing. And husband sharing this thing she won't tolerate. She will leave him! No, he can't lose her but what about Isha? He looks at isha who was already looking at him for the first time with teary eyes. He can't let her die! He can't be the reason for her death. But he couldn't lose his wife for her.

"You don't have to do this" Isha whispered with a broken small smile. She could see his battling. She could see how much he love his wife the way his eyes filled up with tears only with the thought of marrying her.

Arshad felt some courage rising in him. Yes. I don't have to do this he thought. Why would he end his life for someone whom he didn't even know? He didn't have to do anything with her. He didn't do anything wrong then why accept this punishment. Arshad turns his back toward her making a tear escape her eyes.

"Fine then. Go from here" famida said and gesture that mans to continue what they were doing.

"NO! BAAJI! BAAJI! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS! BAAJI! AMMA PLEASE" Najma screamed crying as her mother again drag her away from isha.

Isha closes her eyes as her tears rolled down.

"Ya Allah" a mere whisper left her mouth. And as if it was for Arshad he heard her innocent whisper. An innocent little girl who was asking for help. Who was calling someone to help her, To save her.

"I'm sorry sofia" tear rolled down Arshad's cheeks as he closed his eyes tightly fisting his hands. As he realised their destiny was this.

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How was it?

What do you think about this chapter? Is anyone related to the village like this?

I did my best to show it as realistic as possible cause I really didn't Know about the village like this but I know this type of people still exists in now days as well.

Please, guys, do votes and comments your opinions.

Love angel❤