"please give me divorce, please I have enough pain through this marriage please I beg you...give me divorce."I pleaded him whilst crying.
"I WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU, DID YOU GET IT, HUH?!" He hollered.
He doesn't want to leave me not because he loves m...
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There is a kind of ruhaniyat (spirituality) can be felt in this room. Its like small masjid in your house. I can't believe a man like him can pray as well with so much effort.
I went in the bathroom and did my wudu (ablution), than came and started offering my salah. I completed my salah when Shahzaib came in wearing a simple black t-shirt which has half sleeves and same black joggers. His face, hands and hairs are quite wet, maybe he did wudu already. He than wrapped his white handkerchief chief on his head and looked at me as I stood up.
"You completed?" He asked as I removed my dupatta from my head.
"Yes." I said shortly.
"Do you pray regularly 5 times?" He asked, my cheeks burned in embarrassment.
I never prayed 5 times regular and as a Muslim it actually is something you should ashamed of.
"Umm..No, I don't pray regular but sometimes. W-why do you ask?" I said trying to hide my nervousness.
"Cause I want my wife to pray 5 times regularly, No excuses in way to Allah. Besides it will be really beautiful when we both will pray together, so from tomorrow onwards we will pray together, okay?" He said smilingly.
'No, I won't pray with you. I know praying with your husband is the beautiful thing we can ever experience but I don't love you, I want to pray with azam. Allah, I am sorry but I promise me and azam will pray together with much efforts and love.' I thought.
"Where did you doze off now, say something?" He asked.
"Shahzaib, I'll pray whenever I feel like praying and Inshallah someday I'll become regular as well but please don't force me." I said, his face fell the beautiful smile is now gone.
All because of me, but you choose this for your self. I was never and will never be your wife.
"I guess it is my work to let my wife come on right path but I won't force, I'll ask the almighty to make you regular in your salahs and fall for me as well." He said with a reassuring smile.
I never knew that he is that regular in praying and all. I thought he being mafia never knew a bit about islam or its practices. But he kept shocking me.
"I'll try." I said and left the room.
I came in my room and sat on bed, taking out my phone I scroll through social medias, than after half an hour later he came in.
"Let's eat dinner." He said, I nodded and stood up.
We took the lift, yes a cool looking glass lift is also attached in this oh so magnificent! House as the stairs are too tiring. Than we went in the dining room where everyone is present.
"Aao bacche, kitni der lagadi. (Come children, you took very long.)" Raees uncle said.
"Sorry uncle, we just completed our salah." Shahzaib said.
