Tale Of a Forbidden Flower

Chapter-01

" Ruii" a soft angelic voice and warm hand caressing her baby hair made her wakeup from her deep sleep. How can she not, when this is the touch she had always and still love the most.

Rubbing her right palm on her eye, she snuggled closer to the short yet cute woman in her forties with deep dark grey eyes which resembled the color of the clouds before a heavy rain. Ruiya hugged her waist, while slowly hiding her face in her mother's stomach.

Fathima slowly grabbed her daughter's shoulder and made her lay back on her lap, while her eyes twinkled with love and affection for her Ruiya, her dream.

" Rui,wakeup sweetheart. It's already past seven, don't you have an important test today?" Running her finger's delicately through her ginger brown  hair, she made her want to sleep again.

" Mumma, It's too tiring even thinkinbg about waking up from this bed." Ruiya said with her closed eyes, her velvety eyelashes was touching her rosy cheek bones.

Ruiya was her precious possession, little things about her make fathima happiest.

Fathima and Hassan's was a pure arranged cousin marriage, they were both brothers and sisters kids whom their parents promised to wed them since they were small.

Born in a house where all the family live together, Fathima had suffered a lot not able to raise her voice to do the things she always dreamt of. An orthodox muslim family, olden days and especially the days when woman had less say in their life. She was scared of getting married, what if her husband is like her father, not because her father didn't love her but he was dominating and did not ever give importance to girl being independent.

But Hassan, he was an angel disguised in the form of a human.

During her marriage she was just seventeen and Hassan was twenty-four but despite the age difference, Hassan apart from being her husband he was her best friend, the one in million blessing she was always happy for.

After having three charming boys, she always sincerely prayed for a princess, to raise her with everything that her parents failed to give her. And Allah never denies your prayers, just like that five years after Aydin, her third son's birth she was blessed with a baby girl.

She named her Ruiya, Ruiya Hassan.

But for two years, nothing was easy for the Hassan family. Their baby girl, their princess was sick for two years. She was born with breathe problems which was severe at first, then slowly after two year with lots of prayers she was healed completely.

Ruiya was her dream, all she had in her heart was her dream to be happy in her life, to have her life lived the way she dreamt of not the way her parents wanted to.

Ruiya felt an unfamiliar object in her wrist making her eyes squint slowly because of the very bright sunlight rays peeking through her white curtains. She scrunched her eyebrows still not able to open her eyes fully, raised her hands facing her slowly opening her lightest shade of blue eyes which she had got from her beloved father.

"Beautiful, Oh My God! This is so pretty" Ruiya literally jumped from the bed screaming while her heart shaped lips turned into a wide smile looking at the diamond bracelet sparkling in her wrist.

" Thank you mumma" She hugged her mother tightly while giving a peck to her cheek.

" Happy Birthday Ruiii" Fathima kissed the top of her head and turned to the doorway when she heard a throat clearing.

She smiled seeing her husband standing there, while her son gave her a fake frown.

" Mumma always forgets about us Baba" Her third  son,  Aydin said while wiping his fake tears.