"Ammi, did you forced Raqib to marry me?"

"No, Amara what are you talking about?" A burnished lie escaped from her mouth without hesitation, how many more lies have she fed to me?

"I know Ammi, Raqib told me everything. So, please don't lie to me anymore." I said in an adequate tone.

She lowered her head and sighed deeply. "There was no other way than to marry Raqib to you because that witch 'Nashra' will never leave him alone. Now that he is married to you, that paltry know where she belongs and that's not my house." With every word I can see rage building up in the tone of my mother in law. How can she do this to them?

"Why don't you like her?" I asked her in mere abhorrence.

"She is an orphan and we don't know her true religion. And I don't want my son to marry someone like her!" She despised her just because of this.

"But she accepted Islam with her heart and soul. Just meet her once and take your decision." They were million things that I wanted to say but for now it's better to say few words as it is a delicate conversation.

"Why are you doing this Amara? Don't you like Raqib?" She asked.

"Raqib and I can never live happily, Ammi. He loves her so much and I can't see my husband belong to someone else." Tears were glistened is both if our eyes.

"Okay, I'll talk to her but I'm not sure what will happen." She said while getting up.

"I'm sure you will like her." I said happily.

"You are really brave; Raqib is losing a diamond like you for a stone." She said while placing a hand on my head and then engulfed me in bear hug.

Valima was cancelled. My soon not be mother in law met Nashra and gave them permission. Raqib thanked me for breaking our fairytale and making their happily ever after.

'I was expecting my Prince Charming to rescue me. But, he was the one who cage me in the prison of throe.'

My father was upset with Raqib's family for this commotion. But I was happy because Allah has other plans for me which are far better than this.

It's been 7 months since my divorce. My father started to look for a groom for me. I told him that I needed some time but he did not want to wait.

A family is coming to see me today. "It's a good family Amara, just meet them once." Abba was trying to convince me to meet them.

"Abba!" I whined like little child who don't want to go to relatives house.

"I'm not telling to marry him, his family will come and see you and by Allah's will be good, and then Nikah will be after 3 months when groom will come to India." Abba tried to reason good so I said yes to his wish.

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