It was a beautiful Monday morning and Amal was neatly dressed in her school uniform and ready to head outside the bus. "Mummy my chocolate is only five, where are the remaining?" Amal asked with a slight pout while staring at Habiba.

"When you get back I'll give you the remaining five, you can't take ten chocolate at once you know" Habiba said and Amal simply nodded while climbing unto the school bus.

"Bye My princess" she waved at Amal slowly before walking back into the house as soon as the bus was out of sight.

She entered Into the house and immediately headed upstairs where she took a hot shower and got dressed. While putting on powder on her face, the loud sound of the door startled her. "Come in" she yelled and the door was opened slowly by the person on the other side who was Ameerah.

"What do you want?" She asked rudely. She hated Ameerah allot, not because she was her husband's wife but because she never comes in peace.

"Where's the seasoning?" Ameerah asked.

"In the kitchen, where else would it be?" Habiba responded.

"I can't find them and I have searched everywhere for them" she said.

"It's in the cupboards" Habiba responded after a loud sigh. The presence of Ameerah was annoying her beyond words.

"Come and give it to me, we have guest and I have to start cooking" Ameerah said and Habiba sighed and got up.

"let's go, I'll show you where it is" Habuba said. Ameerah trailed behind her until they arrived at the living room where a group of ladies sat alongside Amar who was keeping them company.

"Habiba how are you, long time" one of the ladies said as soon as she saw Habiba who she knew as sadiqs girlfriend.

"Aunt Mariya, I'm good" she said while engulfing aunt Mariya in a hug.

"How's Sadiq, this one you are here. Is it official?" Aunt Mariya winked at Habiba who felt extremely uncomfortable.

"No" Habiba simply muttered before turning arround and Making her way into the kitchen.

"She and Sadiq broke up. Habiba is Amar's wife now" Ameerah said and Amar a very deadly glare.

"Oh my God, she stole your husband" Those words that left the mouth of a lady made Habiba walk into the room.

"I stole no one's husband" she said sternly.

"Then why are you here in your ex boyfriend's sisters matrimonial home. Habiba I'm disappointed in you" Aunt Mariya said.

"I'm very sure you know that they were not together when I came into the picture so please don't point fingers at me" Habiba said, they were already getting on her nerves and she wasn't going to take their nonsense.

"After all what you and Sadiq did" Aunt Mariya said which made Amar sit upright.

"What did both I and Sadiq do?" She questioned.

"Don't pretend as if you do not know, common we all know that you and Sadiq had se..." Habiba instantly gave Ameerah a loud slap.

"How dare you Habiba?" Amar immediately raised his hand on her, he slapped her across the cheeks.

"Amar control your anger" Ameerah held his arm.

"You slapped me?" Habiba said whilst sobs.

"I'm sorry" he said, he was shocked that he had raised his hand on her as well. He didn't mean to but she pushed him to it.

"Amar even you yourself know I was a virgin when I got married to you" Habiba simply said before running upstairs. She felt extremely heartbroken, now she was sure that there was no need for her to be in the house any longer. Amar doesn't love her.

"Habiba open the door I'm sorry" Amar said, he felt extremely guilty.

"Get away from here. Go to Ameerah" she said whilst sobs.

"I'm so sorry" he said and said, and said but Habiba did not respond so he left her alone with the thought that later she would come arround.

* * * *

It was approximately 11PM in the night and Habiba was sure that everyone would be asleep so she arranged her clothes in her suitcase. She was going to leave their life, since she was apparently the third wheel in their life. She thought.

She was presently in Amal's room where she was kissing her goodbye. She truly loves the little girl and no on in the world could Change that.

After her farewell, she picked up her bag and immediately made her way down the stairs. Oblivion to the person who was watching her, it was Ameerah and she was happy that she has managed to get rid of habiba.

On her way outside, she made the gateman promise not to disclose to anyone that she had left and he had promised not to.

She stood in front of the road with no idea of how to get home in her mind, she wanted to be free from everything. She needed air and a time to relax alone.

Suddenly, a car pulled over and the person inside immediately grabbed her and pushes her in. "Let go of me!" She screamed while hitting the person on the chest. There was no doubt it was a man, though his face was covered.

* * * *

The water which washed over her, makes her awake. She could not phantom the place she was in. It looked very unfamiliar and smelled of a perfume which she would never fail to recognize.

"Sadiq" she said and the thunderous laughter of a man filed the door from behind her. She turned arround to find him staring at her with nothing but pure Anger and hared in his eyes.

"Why...why.... Are you doing this?" She stuttered, she knew there was nothing good that would come out from Sadiq kidnapping her.

"Revenge" he said. "You married my brother in-law so now I have taken you away from him. Vengeance" Sadiq said while placing his forehead on hers. She tried to push him away hit realized her hands were tied behind her back.

"Sadiq don't do this please, it'll get you no where?" And how do you know that?" He questioned while pushing his finger on her jaw which began to bleed due to the pain and pressure.

"Sadiq" she uttered with blood coming right out of her mouth. The pain was unbearable.

"What didn't I ever do for you?. I loved you, I stood by you, I cared for you, I wanted to marry you. What else did you want Habi" he questioned and she began crying.

"Sadiq it was an arranged marriage, it wasn't my fault" She said.

"It was, we could have ran away together" he said.

"And have our families curse us, Sadiq you and I both know that our relationship wouldn't have worked out. Our family are rivals" Habiba said.

"yes, that stupid mother of yours is that cause of all this. It's her I should have kidnapped and killed" he said and fear immediately stroked Habiba who found herself crying.

"Sadiq, violence isn't the option in life" she said.

"It is, take a look at this" he raised his sleeves up and showed her the part of his hand which he had slit.

"I did this to myself because of you and now I'm going to avenge it" he used a razor to tear her arm which made a loud roar of pain from her mouth.

"How does it feel?, painful right. You know when I injured myself, I thought it would take the pain away but it didn't. Infact it added more pain, more tears and so many agony and now it's your turn" he slit another part of her hand again.

"Sadiq please" she begged him with tears cascading down from her eyes. She knew he was out of his senses or either under the influence of drugs.