The Rare Diamond

Chapter 5

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"I am having friends over, so get ready and make sure you doll up, I don't want you to embarrass me with these cheap clothes you wear" Her mother in law said. When Omar's mother Salma found out her son was getting married she was so happy. She wanted her son to settle down and stop with his playboy ways. She wanted a beautiful daughter in law who could tame and change her son. Salma was also a money lover. She cared about her looks and clothing and looked down at poor people. She did have a soft side to her but that was only towards her daughter and son who she loved a lot. This all changed when Aisha came to visit her house and filled her brain with lies about her daughter in law's character. 

"Aunty she actually murdered her sister in jealousy and anger. Actually Layla was more popular and beautiful and Nashwa hated that. She also has had a lot of affairs with men, I don't even know if she is virgin or not. I am sure she only married Mr Hadi for his money as she is a gold digger. Her family really hate her as she betrayed their trust, I feel bad for Mr Hadi" Aisha said in sadness and Salma glared at the ground. 

Her son married a f*****g slut. She was angry and vowed to make her life a living hell. 'How dare she use my son for his money, f*****g gold digger', Salma thought mentally. Salma started warm up to Aisha and wished she would be her daughter in law instead of that b***h. After Aisha fed lies to Salma, she started treating Nashwa like a slave. She started to insult her looks and her character but Nashwa stayed quiet and took in all her words and abuse. Nashwa was an average looking girl and her mother in law thought Aisha was more beautiful and thought Aisha would have been better if she married her son. 

Aisha would wear highly expensive clothes, splat makeup and would doll up as if she was going to a marriage, whereas Nashwa was simple, wearing simple dresses and a long dupatta covering parts of her hair in modesty. Salma would feel embarrassed when her daughter in law would come in front of her guests dressed up like that. She wanted her daughter in law to dress like Aisha. Guests would laugh and talk behind Nashwa's back because of her clothing. Little did they know that their daughters would become fans of her looks and modesty in the future. 

Nashwa entered her room and saw her Husband typing furiously on her laptop. She sighed and got dressed. Things between her and Omar weren't going good as well. Just like how Salma got brainwashed by Aisha the same thing happened with Omar. Nashwa's family members were questioning Aisha on why she keeps going to Nashwa's in law's house. 

"Aunty, she must feel alone, no one from our house talks to her. I know she committed a sin but she is also human and deserves a second chance" Aisha said innocently. Maryam looked at Aisha with love and proudness. "Why couldn't she be like you" Her aunty said patting Aisha's head. 

Aisha would visit Nashwa's home a lot but not to meet her but to brainwash her in laws who quickly believed in her lies. Omar looked at Aisha's body up and down checking her out as he smirked imagining her screaming in his bed as he pounded into her. "Why did you even marry that slut. Do you know how many guys she has been with?." Aisha said in disgust. Omar's jaw clenched in anger. "If people find out about her being a gold digger and a fake b***h your reputation will be tarnished" She said in a fake caring way. 

Omar wanted to break Nashwa bit by bit. He quickly grabbed Aisha's head and smashed his lips on hers kissing her furiously. He thrusted his tongue into her mouth taking in her taste. She moaned into the kiss loving the pleasure he was giving her. She wanted to take Nashwa's place wanting to be Omar's wife and love. 

"Go and make me some coffee" Omar said coldly to his wife. "B-but mom said that I have to get-" He slapped her against the cheek as he fumed in anger. "Don't you dare answer back to me. You do as I say you w***e. You listen to me first then you listen to my mom, now get lost and make me some coffee NOW" He spat. Nashwa was taken aback. Her eyes filled in tears as she nod and ran off. She was use to this treatment but whenever he raised his hands on her she would feel her heart break each time. He would whip her, punch her and kick her whenever he felt like it. The most scariest time was when he would come back drunk but as a good loyal wife she took care of him. She cooked for him and his family, washed his clothes, cleaned his room, took care of his personal stuff and always respected him.

 In this 1 year she slowly started to fall with her husband. She took each and every abuse quietly with patience. She was waiting for the day he would fall in love with her but she knew that would take a long time but she was ready to wait. As she was making her husband coffee she saw her sister in law, Hayat come in chewing some gum. Hayat looked at her in a bored way and took out an apple from the fridge, purposely pushing into her with her shoulder making Nashwa stumble. "b***h" Hayat muttered making her tear up. 

"Ya Allah (God) Please protect me" She whispered looking up towards the ceiling.