She was dressed in her trousers and shirt, she usually was used to wear at home when the Maulvi Saheb came with his father after offering Salah, Jumma. She was wearing a red dupatta to cover her head and face. Soon after, she was married to Hisham in a simplest manner.
She said yes easily but she was burning inside out. It was the effect of all the things Dadu said to make her understand the situation that the only way to keep her with them is to agree for the marriage with Hisham. That would make it easier for her to stay away from those people. But since that, she's giving silent treatment to everyone.
As soon Maulvi left, she removed the dupatta and rolled her stoller around her neck.
She had to share everything with Appiah but she was in her parent's room since night. It was rare but she had to hold herself. She couldn't even ask anyone about the incident occurred last night as everyone was buttoned up about the matter. Even Dadu made her hushed.
Others were in the lawn enjoying the evening with the tea.
Safi was smiling and teasing her for being a married WOMAN. He was tickling and making jokes. She was being ignorant of his actions trying to be engrossed in her phone, scrolling useless.
She didn't knew she was watching the pictures of Hisham and herself, they captured at her birthday in the playland.
"Oh, nice pictures." Someone asked from behind. Startled, her phone dropped in her lap. It was Safi.
"Dadu! Baba!" She called out loudly. Safi covered her mouth with his hand abruptly trying to stop her.
"Please, don't!" He begged. "I'd bring those chocolates for you, your favorite ones." He bribed and she agreed nodding her head vigorously. He gritted his teeth in annoyance but she grinned widely showing her teeth at his pathetic situation.
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He was really happy to have her. But he was feeling upset about leaving her soon. Anyway he had to go there to make things right. Tabriz was handling everything all alone since he came here. He couldn't abandon his business that he grew after a hard time struggling. He had to go.
They were having their dinner. On end of table, Baba was sitting on main chair, with Dadu by her side. Daddy along with uncle and aunt were on their right side. On left were kids, Hisham by grandpa and then Safi and Amy.
Everyone was there except Zainab. She was having her food in her room. She even shifted in Shabby's room. Amy kept asking her for the reason but she stayed tight lipped and cold to her.
Baba asked Hisham about his flight.
"It's almost two days later, on Wednesday." He told taking a spoon filled with white rice in his mouth.
"Are you going to take Amy with you or she's staying?" Dadu asked suddenly. Amy choked at her question as she was drinking water. Safi, who's by her side rubbed her back worrying about her. Everyone's attention was on her.
"Slow down girl." Daddy said politely. As she gained her composure, she yelled.
"Dadu! I'm not going anywhere with this guy. He always forget me as there's no one named 'Amy' in the world. What if I got lost in the world. He wouldn't even care. Thank you I'm good here." She refused at the spot and got up from the table leaving her food unfinished.
"Iman!" ,"Amy", "kiddo" , everyone called her but paying no heed to them she ascended the staircase to her room.
"I'll see her." Safi got up, saying.
"You should have your food, Sufi. She've many to take care of her. You're not her assistant." It was Aunt saying in a venomous tone. Everyone was shocked at her words and way she said. "No one would even budge a little if it was my daughter, even if she's dying in front of their eyes. "
Uncle halted in his way, bringing glass of water to his lips. Was everything gonna go to end that easily? He won't let this happen.
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"The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts."