Mahi- A shattered soul

20. Marking My Territory

Mahi's Pov:

Today is Amaan's Qawali night.
I ain't in mood to go there but for Saif I agreed.
One thing I can assure and that is now I will not cry after seeing Rabia and Amaan there.
Yes, of course I am still hurt but now I have Saif to tell him how I feel.
Somewhere it gives me strength.

I wish if I had got the same support from my family on my wedding day then today my condition would had been much more better than how I am now.

I opened my wardrobe and starts thinking what should I wear.

A picked out a dark red coloured velvet suit. It had boat neck and had heavy work on neck, sleeves and borders.
And the dupatta is also of the same colour with work all over it.

(If you all want to see that dress then do follow me on Instagram. I'll post it there. My Insta I'D link is in my bio)

This dress is not new. I buyed it 3 years ago but never wore it.
I still remember when I buyed this dress for myself and came back home, I showed it to my mom and she scold me.

She said that unmarried girls should not wear dark coloured clothes.
"What others will say did you ever thought about it"

"Are you some dancer or what?" I still remeber these words very clearly.
Years had passed but these words still hurts me.

I hate it.

But now I am not in their house anymore so why should I listen to them.
Let's focus on good.
Thinking about past will give me nothing but pain.
As Saif said just think about today and only about him... no I mean us yeah
Why would I think about him.
Still you are thinking about him.

Not gonna lie he is good boy. He is a good company as well.
If not as my husband, as a friend also he is good.
He is naturally caring and this is what I like the most about him.
I don't like people caring extraordinarily.

I mean if you love someone that care will come out naturally you don't have to do that, it will happen naturally.

So I wore my clothes, I wear golden jumkas with it.
I let my hairs open on my back.
I am standing in front of the mirror. I start doing my make up just then Saif entered.
"Kahan thay aap?" I asked.
"I was with Irfan" he said.

"Aap usi ke sath raha kijiye, ready nahi hona kya aapko" I said.
"Hona to hai" he said.

"Aap hamesha aisa hi karte hain phir ready hone ke baad main aapke ready hone ka wait karti rehti hun" I said.
"Acha na daanto to mat" he said while smiling cheekily.

"Daant kahan rahi hun" I said.
"Main der nahi karta, aap jaldi ready ho jaati hain" he said.
"Acha" I said.
"Ji" he replied while going inside the washroom.

He came out wearing a black coloured kurta with small white thread work all over it.
I am almost done with my makeup.
He came and stand behind me.
"I am ready" he said while setting his hair.
"So I am" I said.
"No you are not" he said.

I forward my hand to pick blusher but suddenly he encircle his arms around my waist.
I look up at the mirror to look at him.
But he didn't look at mirror.
Instead he put his face in the crook of my neck.
My heart starts beating fastly.
I feel goosebumps.

He softly plants a kiss on my neck. I closed my eyes due to sensation.
He starts giving wet kisses on my neck. I fists my hand.
Suddenly I hiss in pain....
He bite.

He bite on my neck then kiss there softly. Then he move towards my jaw and kissed there.
I don't know how or due to reflexes I throw my head backwards a little giving him the access.
He ended up near my ear.