Her Little Wishes

Chapter-5

Author's p.o.v

Mikaeel started pushing the washroom door with full force. He was sweating like a pig after seeing the red colour water and when he didn't get any response from her after calling numerous times, he started panicking.

Various types of possibilities were coming inside his head and his mind stopped working properly imagining the consequences. He doesn't want to lose his bride on just the third day of his marriage.

" Aurin," he screamed for the last time and finally broke the door.

His eyes widened with pure horror noticing her lying on the floor. Her forehead was bleeding profusely and her clothes were completely wet as the shower knob was on.

Well, Aurin wanted to have a shower after all these mental stresses. She wanted to calm herself down as she was feeling suffocated in the room. Her father's hateful words were haunting her.

She entered the washroom and the moment she turned on the shower knob she started feeling dizzy. Due to lack of appetite, she didn't eat anything the whole day and Mikaeel didn't bother to care about her. As a result, her glucose level decreased to the extent that she fainted. Before falling on the floor she hit her head at the corner of the bathtub and cut her forehead badly.

Rushing towards her, he turned off the shower knob and immediately pressed the towel on her forehead. Very gently he picked her up in bridal style and laid her down on the bed.

Without wasting another second he called the family doctor and started changing her clothes. Putting on a comfy maxi dress on her, he dried her wet hair.

The moment he held her hands, he felt like he has held some kind of ice cube. Her whole body has turned pale and her pink lips turned white completely.

" When I said that every woman is nothing but a bunch of problems, I wasn't wrong," Mikaeel thought rubbing her hands constantly to give her some warmth.

Very soon the doctor arrived as well as Mikaeel's family members. Ziya cried for her dearest bhabhi, Jamshed had disappointment written all over his face and Mikaeel's mother Farnaaz was irritated by everything.

" What happened to her?" Mikaeel asked the doctor still holding her hand. He tried to sound normal but he couldn't. He was worried for her.

The doctor answered checking her properly," Seems like she wasn't eating properly. I will suggest you feed her healthy food as she is underweight too. I am prescribing some vitamins too because she badly needs them."

Finally, the doctor left bandaging Aurin's head and prescribing her medicines. She was still unconscious and lying on the bed like a dead body.

Mikaeel was putting the comforter over Aurin's body when Jamshed ordered him," Come to my room. We need to talk."

The moment Mikaeel entered his parent's room, Jamshed's voice echoed through the whole room like a thunderstorm," What did you do to her?"

" I didn't do anything. She fainted. You heard what the doctor said," Mikaeel reminded his father.

Jamshed inquired like a CBI officer," Yes, I heard. So, first, tell me why her glucose level decreased? Didn't you know that she wasn't eating properly?"

" That's what left for me to do now? She isn't a child that I should know why she didn't eat? She should take care of herself, shouldn't she, Abbu? I never saw you caring about Ammi's health, medication and other necessary things. She took care of herself after taking care of our large family and never complained. As the elder daughter in law of this house Aurin should follow Ammi's footsteps too," Mikaeel answered bluntly and Jamshed widened his eyes because he was stunned by Mikaeel's words. It was clear that Mikaeel was questioning his father.

Farnaaz sensed the tension increasing between her son and husband. She got scared looking at Jamshed's angry eyes and Mikaeel's challenging eyes.

Seeing all these, she decided to step in and said," It's just that girl's drama. Nothing else. She has a lack of moral values and I can see it already. Who asks for a divorce just after the second day of her marriage!!"

" And, did I permit you to talk between the males?" Jamshed questioned Farnaaz with his deep voice and she shut her mouth instant.

Jamshed diverted his gaze towards Mikaeel and rested one hand over his shoulder in a threatening manner. Mikaeel looked down instantly noticing his father's close proximity. He might be a 35-year-old adult, he still fears his father a lot.

" I don't want a repetition of today's incident. Jalal married off his daughter in my house because he trusted me and knew that Aurin will be happy in my house. I was given the responsibility to take care of her. I don't want my brother to regret trusting me. So, mend your ways with her as early as possible," Jamshed suggested with his intimidating voice and Mikaeel just remained silent.

Mikaeel didn't say anything further and thought to leave his parents room. He mentally rolled his eyes hearing his father because it's not the first time his father has lectured him.

As the elder son of this family, he had endured his father's rough behaviour the most and behind his emotionless attitude, his father is slightly responsible.

The next day morning

" Bhabhi, eat the food. Otherwise, you can't take the medicines," Ziya told Aurin holding a spoonful of khichdi(A South Asian dish consisting chiefly of rice and split pulses) in front of her mouth.

Aurin has woke up a few moments ago and after that, she hasn't uttered a single word yet. She was still upset about his father's behaviour and angry with Mikaeel. She was feeling like yelling at him, pulling his hair and punching him repeatedly but here she is! Sitting like a mute.

Ziya requested with pleading eyes," Bhabhi, please eat something. Miki Bhai won't spare me if I fail to feed you. He told me that I can't leave this room without an empty plate."

Hearing Mikaeel's name, Aurin said sternly," Break this plate on his head. I don't want to eat. Please, leave me alone."

Ziya tried to convince Aurin when Mikaeel's deep voice echoed through the whole room.

" Ziya, leave. Lagta hey hamari begum hamare hath ke bina kisi aur ki hath sey khana pachand nehi karenge. ( Seems like my wife won't like eating from someone else's hands except mine)," Mikaeel said and Aurin can feel the taunt behind his words.

Aurin looked away when Mikaeel sat beside her. He wrapped his one hand around her body and looked at her angry red face. He found her kinda cute but didn't say anything.

" Ishiliyehi to itni nakhre kar rahi hey aap, hey Nah? (That's why you are putting up tantrums, right?)," Mikaeel finished his sentence sitting beside her and she jerked away his hand angrily.

He didn't like her attitude but remained silent in front of his sister. According to him, only he can show attitude no one else. Specifically, his wife should never show any kind of attitude in front of him. She should obey him, love him and take care of his necessities. That's it.

Ziya huffed a little and said standing up," Apki begum, aphi sambhaliye( Your wife, you take care). I am going."

No sooner had Ziya left than Mikaeel said rudely holding the spoon in front of her mouth," Now, stop showing me attitude and finish the food. This type of activity suits a child, not a grown-up woman. Specifically, when the woman is my wife."

" Wife or your w***e," Aurin spat back with the same intensity and Mikaeel was losing his patience with every passing second.

Holding her jaw forcefully, he shoved the food inside her mouth and whispered dangerously," I really don't like to raise my hands on women. That doesn't mean I don't know how to discipline brats like you."

With too much anger, Aurin spat away the food and gave him a challenging look. She had enough of his bullshit. Not anymore. He had irritated her enough and now it's her turn.

He chuckled a little seeing her behaviour and grabbed her jaw again. She struggled to free herself from his tight grip when he shoved another spoonful of food inside her mouth.

After that, she repeated the same thing. Spat away the food. And, that's it. This same thing happened 5 times. He shoved food inside her mouth forcefully and she spat away it.

Mikaeel was pissed off by her behaviour but he was determined that without feeding her, he won't leave her. He wanted to take a class of her for asking divorce but thinking about her emotional state he didn't say anything. Deep down inside his heart, he knew how much she was hurt by her father's behaviour.

" What the hell are you doing?" She shouted when he started tying her hands with her dupatta(stole).

She tried to stand up when he tied her legs with another stole. Everything happened so quickly that she couldn't do anything except yelling and punching his hands.

" Perfect," Mikaeel said seeing her crawling on the bed like an earthworm.

Grabbing her jaw tightly he again shoved another spoonful of food inside her mouth. This time he pressed his hand over her mouth so that she can't spit it away. Having no other choices she had to push down the food through her throat.

He said preparing another spoon," It's you who should be feeding me with utmost care because I am your husband. But, here you are!! Say thanks to Allah for blessing you with such a caring husband."

" Should I tie you and force the food down your throat?" She questioned and he just grinned sarcastically. She rolled her eyes when he declared himself as a caring husband.

Finally, he finished feeding her and started opening the stoles. He could feel her burning gaze on him but he ignored her.

He was freeing her hands when she yelled furiously," You are the meanest person in this whole country."

" The population of our country is approximately 220.9 million. Have you met all of them?" He questioned sarcastically rubbing her wrists which has turned red completely.

She didn't answer when he handed her the medicine and a glass of water. She raised her hand to throw it away when he gave her a threatening look. Composing her anger she thought to have the medicine like a good girl.

After having the medicine, she asked him emotionally," Why are you so mean towards me?"

He didn't answer her. Giving her a neutral look, he left the room silently.

Mikaeel's p.o.v

" Sir......Sir......Are....you....listening?" I heard my PA calling me very loudly and that's when I came back into reality from my la-la land.

I asked him annoyingly," Why are you cawing like a crow? What happened?"

" Should I fix the meeting with Mr Bashar?" He questioned and I nodded my head in the positive. I signalled him to leave me alone and he obliged me politely.

For the last few days, my mind was messed up because of only one person. The person had been trying to enter my heart which I don't want. And, that person is none other than my wife, Aurin!!

For the last 5/7 years, my family members had been forcing me to marry and every time I refused them though I knew that sooner or later I have to marry.

After the incident with Maryam, I decided to not fall for anyone again. I also decided to not marry but later I had to change my decision due to family pressure. I assured my family members that I will marry once I get a beautiful, cultured, religious, soft-spoken and submissive girl. I was sure that I am not going to find a girl like that until I met Aurin.

I saw her first near the local mosque of our village. There she was providing food to the poor and talking to them smilingly. I was stunned after seeing her generous behaviour. She was hugging the poor women and children without any hesitation like they were her relatives or loved ones. She wasn't disgusted by their dirty clothes and smelly appearances instead she was looking happy.

I was amazed more after noticing her face. She was covering her whole body except her face. Looking at her face I understood that she not only has a good heart but also a pretty desirable face.

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her for the second time in Jalal uncle's house. She was his eldest daughter and the most beautiful among her sisters.

One evening, Jalal uncle, Zeynap aunty, my father and mother were talking about their children. There I came to know more about Aurin. I came to know that she is well educated, religious and very soft-spoken. And, that moment I realized that she will be the perfect wife for me.

Do I love her? No. I am attracted to her. I have loved Maryam only and will love her forever though she isn't in my life anymore.

I was always been a practical man and I knew that I have to have a wife, produce children to ascent our family tree. I saw my future with her and make my father understand about my choice that I want to marry her. My father didn't oppose instead he was happy that finally, I agreed to marry.

But, after the marriage, everything seems like changing. The more I don't want to think about my wife the more she forces me to think about her.

She is trying to make me fall for her through her charm and innocence. And, that's what I fear. I don't want a woman to control me and have ownership of mine. I have endured a lot by sharing my feelings with a woman and I don't want the same thing to happen.

No matter what I shouldn't fall for Aurin. I have to be more practical about my marriage. I have to find out a way to make her stick with me.

She shouldn't ask for divorce again because if I lose her I won't be able to find someone so perfect like her again. And, I think I know how to make her stick with me forever!!