Virat got married...should i be happy or sad? On a serious note, they were looking soo cute

This is soo frustrating, me being jobless. Good for nothing piece of furniture, straggling around, from one company to other and getting rejected again and again and finally where do i land? At home and do what? Just cry over my faith.

The worst thing that a person can go through is, to live a life depending on someone, even though you know that the person earns a minimal amount.

Why do i have to always face problems? Why is it me who needs to clarify things? Why all the blame games are played against me? Why each and every person needs to take their revenge by using me? Why always i am misinterpreted? Why am i always held answerable? And why do they play with my feelings? Why??

Don't i have a right to live a normal life like every human being? Am i not deserving? Am i not worthy of happiness? And then they say this is a test i need to pass through. But why am i always to be tested? But Hifsa had once told that Allah tests those whom he loves the most. Please help me pass this time and most importantly me staying on the right path. That reminds me to pray my asar namaaz.

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Aadil was stuck up in office hence was not able to meet Aziza at her school fate. But was now off to collect the papers from her.

Aziza on the other hand, was all set to depart from school. Rushing from the gate, she was stopped by none other than Mr Aadil Sheikh.

"Hey Aziza, did what i told? Or ready with your baggages?" He smirked.

"Here are the papers. Do not try scaring me. And well i wanted to say something..."

"Go on."

"Well now as you are going to be my brother-in-law, so i just want to say that just clarify your misunderstandings with Nawal sister. Trust me, atleast this one time, she is not at fault. Hell i don't even know why are you taking a revenge on her? But am not the person who requires the answer its my sis. And on a serious note, my sister is a gem of all, if you mess with her, it won't take much time for me to become violent. Then i do not care whether the president is standing infornt of me."

"Well am not the president, but hell you need to be scared of me. I can do what ever i want! You just wasted my precious time. Good...well bad byee" with that he walked towards his Audi.

"Am going at your place itself, want a lift?" He asked Aziza.

She walked towards his car praying, for all to go well and sat in it. And they were off to her place.

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Upon hearing the doorbell, Nawal grabbed her scarf and rushed towards the door hoping Aziza's smiling face.

As she opened the door, she came face to face with Mr Aadil Sheikh.

"Aziza what is he doing here? And you with him?" Nawal raised her eyebrows expecting an answer from her.

"Oh why disturb this poor soul, i'll reply on her behalf. Am here to take my wife!"

"Am here to take my wife!" Well that did prick a little but when did he get married and with whom?

"Guess you could not find your 'wife', soo the doors open."

"Who said so? 'My Wife' is standing infront of me."

"What nonesense are you speaking Mr Sheikh. I've got no time to waste for you so please" i showed him the doors asking him to leave.

"It ain't any joke Miss sorry Mrs Nawal. You may see the papers." He shoved the papers in my hands.

How can this be possible? Me married and that to with Aadil! This can't be true. I don't remember signing any such paper, hell i did not even see him since the last time. Then what is this in my hand. Is it... i stared at Aziza with an accusing glare. She just bent her head down. Should i take that as guilt?

This is amazing, my own sister, my blood is throwing me to person who is hell bent on taking revenge for something unknown to me.

"I am not your wife. So do not call me that. We are not nikahfied, so this wedding is nullified." I spoke with confidence. I can't just bend low infront of him.

"Ohh sugar, but you need to know that these papers are valid in the eyes of law. And yeah be ready for the nikah that is day after tomorrow, if you go against it then, i guess Aziza will explain that to you. And yeah tomorrow is our engagement at noon and in the evening is your mehendi function. Be ready 'wifey'." With that he left.

Leaving me all confused and frustrated. Now what should i do? Firstly, question Aziza. This ain't the time to show my weakness. I need to do something before tomorrow noon.