The Rare Diamond

Chapter 6

Nashwa's POV

My body was in pain but what hurt more was the heartbreak I was suffering. My sister in law, Hayat accused me on stealing her golden locket. I don't know how it reached my room but Omar found it under my pillow and slapped me across my face. He punch, kicked and slapped me all night. He scarred my body with cigar burns and small cuts. I was abused and hurt in this family and I didn't even know the reason behind it. 

My mother in law and sister in law were very kind at first but then later their attitude towards me changed. They started insulting me in front of their guests. They made me their maid and made me do all the house work. I have also seen Aisha come to my house at times but she never meets me. I know Aisha is connected with this but no matter how much I shout no one would believe me. I hated how she looked at my husband with lust. 

Over the past year I have fallen head over heels for Omar. I know I shouldn't love a person like him but I couldn't control my heart. I stayed loyal and faithful to him taking care of all his needs. He still hasn't touched me which I am thankful for. What happened at school still gives me nightmares. I miss my family a lot but they never once visited me. I wipe my tears as I thought about them. 

Today Omar was throwing a party, the reason I do not know, probably it was for his business. I cleaned the whole house and cooked food for all the guests. There would be over 100 guests for sure. I was so exhausted but I had no time to rest. My mother in law and sister in law were busy with their shopping so no one was here to help me as well. They never allowed the other maids to help me.

My family was also invited and I was so excited to meet them. "Oii" Hayat shouted making me turn towards her. She had over 10 bags surrounding her as she came back from shopping. "Take these to my room and listen make me some nice hot tea with some fruits, now hurry" She said as she looked at her long baby pink painted nails. I nod at her and went to make her some juice. 

It was now 8pm and guests started to fill the main hall. My job was to serve the guests like a maid. I wiped away a tear that fell out of my left eyes onto my cheek. "Isn't that your daughter in law?" a woman asked my mother in law who watched me in disgust. "Yeah unfortunately but I will get rid of her soon" My Mother in law spat as she started talking to her friends. Her words hurt me, I didn't want to leave Omar, I loved him so much. 

As I was serving the guests drinks I saw my husband with a beautiful tall woman. She looked like a model wearing a short red dress. In fact she looked like a slut. I was hurt and jealous to see him laughing with her as his hand wrapped around her slim waist. His eyes locked with mine and he motioned me to come over with his finger. I walked over with the tray of drinks in one hand. "Who is this babe?" The woman asked. "My slave" He laughed causing his friends to laugh along with him. "Serve my guests some drinks slave" He hissed making me flinch slightly. I was hurt when he called me his maid. 

I saw one of Omar's friends look at me with lust. I shivered in disgust looking away as I serve them. "how much would you want if I wanted a night with your maid?" His friend asked smirking at me. "Oh" He laughed "You could take her for free if you want" He laughed causing his friend to smirk. I started to tear up and walked away feeling insulted. How could he say that?, I am his wife. 

As I walked away I saw my family talking to the guests. I smiled and walked towards them. "Mom" I said in happiness. My mom looked at me with disgust looking at me up and down and rolled her eyes ignoring me. "I missed you mom" I said and hugged her tightly but she pushed me making me stumble, I look at her in shock. "Don't touch me you filthy w***e and I am not your mother" She hissed. I looked at her with hurt as she continued talking to the guests. 

I walked away and went to my room. I cried "Why do you hate me mom?" I asked no one. I then felt two hands around my waist making me jump in surprise. I tried to take the hands off but the person was too strong. "Shhhh babe, I promise I'll make you feel good" a voice said. I pushed him off me and turned around. It was Omar's friend, the one who was looking at me with lust. "P-please leave" I stuttered. "Don't be afraid, I promise I'll make you feel good, better than your husband and yes I know you are his wife" he said with a smirk. 

I tried to shout but he quickly covered my mouth with his filthy hand. I trashed around but he slapped me across my face and covered my mouth again. "Shut the f**k up slut" He hissed in my ear and started touch me in places where only my husband could touch me. I screamed in his hand and cried wanting to run away. He ripped my dress and held me firmly causing me pain. 

He threw me on the bed and took of his blazar. He jumped on me and squeezed my neck making me choke. I cried and held his hands trying to take them off my neck. He started kissing my neck all the way to my chest. "Hmm, perfect for me to play with" he said making me feel disgusted with him and with myself. I look to the side and saw a lamp. I tried to reach the lamp as he attacked my chest. I finally grabbed the lamp and smashed it onto his head making him groan. 

"f*****g b***h" He said in anger. I got up from the bed but he pulled me back. I kicked him in his family jewels and ran away crying. I was again sexually assaulted. I couldn't even stand up for myself and I knew no one would come and save me. Why was god punishing me?, I have never done anything bad in my life. I always prayed, always gave charity. I only showed love to people then why?, why me?. Why do all the good people get hurt whereas the bad ones stay happy and successful?. 

But little did she know that the people who broke and destroyed her, God will definitely punish them.