《The Tales of love- I》38.5:"The art of deception".

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about this because he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He grabbed his car keys rushing out of his house driving extremely fast thankful for the night time since the street was empty.

However, her shivering broken voice had made all his sense block out and all he thinks is to reach there sooner before he regrets anything. He takes confident stride inside the house to find an unknown woman sitting on the couch chewing her gum as she looks at her phone.

His eyes snapped angrily at the loud sound of Ahad's, that was coming from upstairs. He strides towards the sound as soon as he finds Ahad banging on the door saying curses, threatens and whatnot to her was enough for him to lose his sanity.

He leapt at him pushing him away from the door and without a word he punched him hard. The thing is that Ahad wasn't that built than him since after his mother died he went into other things and stopped focusing on health. And the fact that he was 25 years old and Ahad was 35 years old.

He punched him thinking about every abusive mark on her and he would have killed him but having him down to not fight with them when he takes her away was enough, for now.

He glares at Ahad who was bleeding from various injuries but he couldn't care enough. He went towards her door softly knocking not wanting her to be scared as he let his presence known to her. The silence beside Ahad on the ground was spouting out some curse and asking him questions which he didn't pay heed to because he wanted to know if she was ok which he highly doubt.

The anxiety was almost killing him at this point like a ticking bomb. As she opens the door her petite figure walks out of the room and he moves back giving her respectful distance and she walked out of the room with a small bag in her hand which he immediately takes from her.

"Are you ready?". He asked and she hadn't once raised her head to look at him which only add in his worries

She nodded meekly taking steps when a hand wrapped around her ankle and she halted and so did Zain whose anger rises when he finds a painful grip of Ahad hand on her ankle. He wanted to press down on his hand to have him scream in pain so he can understand how she must have felt each time.

However, before he could follow through his plan she kicked him hard. His eyes widen and pride swell in his eyes as he looks at her fiery eyes glaring right at Ahad who was rolling in pain from her hit and some of the good one he had delivered to him before. He noticed then the imprint on her delicate face that was turning purple and for the first time she was hiding not only her bruises but herself from the fight.

"Don't ever think about touching me with those filthy hands of yours". She growled angrily, "And don't even think about coming near me again".

With that, she starts to take long steps towards the stairs however before they can leave the house she turns around walking back inside slapping the woman that was there.

"I know he is a low man but a woman doesn't need to lower themselves to such a man. I hope you can do something better and worth with your life than wasting it on men like him. I am sorry for what I said earlier I was angry". She said walking out of the house

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Just as she sits in his car a sob escape his lips as she tries to stop herself but all through the ride to his home the withdrawal from the place she had been stuck for so long came back to her. It's never easy to leave in any situation and to top it with an abusive partner it was even harder. Because at some point they have made you think that you are not strong for the world when you can't even handle a man who is supposedly your protector and provider.

According to religion the men are the guardian of women however through the years and long oppression things have turned drastically and long-forgotten was our values and teaching of religion.

On the other hand, a woman is deemed not just by men but the women take a front role in it. To be reminded of being weak and to compromise is manipulating a woman who shouldn't have to deal with a man being a failure of being a true man because it was his failure alone. The woman has potential and strength that she hides within her and if she can be a true woman then it is not hard for a man. They choose this and they need to start being held accountable for it rather asking the woman for compromise using religion as a weapon.

No woman needs to bear the failure of a man to reach paradise. She can very well do that in another way rather being abuse and find her ticket to paradise. She is better and deserves more.

She enters his home and she finds her eyes widened in admiration. The worries long forgotten as the warmth of the house and the soft breeze coaxed her into them. She had never felt the feeling of a house by which she means a house where there is love, care and compassion present. Even though she realises that the house was rather smaller than Ahad but she knows better that it's the heart that matter because she had seen what money does.

"I am sorry. My house is small--". Zain said embarrassed

"You should be proud of this". She said smiling, "This is beautiful and I would kill to have a place like this".

"Well don't go around killing yourself". He jokes as he moves her to the small lounge, "Consider this as your new home".

"My home?". The words seem foreign to her as she tries it on her tongue

"Yes, your home. I will not have you leave and go back to Ahad anymore. I just need your permission to end this for once and for all. You can relax for a few days and think all of this through and exactly what you need. In the meantime, I promise no one will pressure you and Ahad won't reach you- if you want". He said softly as he sits on the couch in front of her

She sighs, "It's scary. I haven't done something like this and--".

"We all have fear, Zeenat. We can never be too sure of anything. However, you need to understand your worth and what you want without having to think about anyone else. Your Lord loves you and He had asked you to take care of your body because it's his gift to us. Do you think He would ask anyone to live in your kind of situation?. He will never spare the one who oppresses do you think He will be happy that you lived in that place while bearing everything?. You need to hold onto the hope of everything becoming right at some time and I promise I will never leave your side. Ok?".

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She nodded.

The next day his mother was angry at Ahad and she was out for his head however she stopped when Zeenat requested her and stayed behind with her to comfort her.

That's when they heard the loud banging on the front door.

Anyone would have know who it was and soon enough Ahad rush passes everyone leaping at her but was pulled away by Zain who stands in front of her protecting her.

"She is my wife and I have every right on her". Ahad screamed

Zain pushed him harshly at his words, "Wife?. Rights?. If she was your wife then what about her rights on you?. What about her?. What about the woman you brought home to show her to your wife?. She stopped being your wife when you choose revenge over her".

"You cannot speak in our personal matters". Ahad said pushing Zain when she stepped out from behind Zain

"Fine. Maybe he can't say anything since he has no right. But I can, right?". She said narrowing her eyes at her so-called husband, "I have decided to end everything".

She saw his face leaving colour and she stepped away when he stepped forward still her heartbeats in fear.

"You cannot do that". Ahad barked raged

"I can and I will. Leave our house right now". She snapped angrily

Once he was out she slumped on the couch heaving a sigh.

"I am so sorry for bringing you all in this". She said guiltily

"Nonsense". His mother said waving her words off, "We are asked and taught to help others and we have just forgotten all about it that now it started to seem like a burden. Ahad involved all of us in this and it's about time we all fight back. You have to fight back and start building what you deserve now".

She nodded understanding as Zain takes his leave while his mother stays back pampering her which she wasn't used to. His mother made her a warm meal making her sit on the couch curled in a blanket while they watch some movie she wasn't actually looking at as her mind remains on things.

She feels sickness coming to her and soon she rushes away.

Zain drags an unconscious Yasir with him towards where he had asked Ahad to meet him. He pushes Yasir on the chair tying his arms around when he finds Ahad walking in glaring at him.

"I hope you know I don't appreciate you interfering in my personal business". Ahad barked angrily

"And I hope you know that the day you walked through my restaurant with her behind you". He said glaring down at him, "It fucking become my business right then. You placed us all in this and I sure as hell will take it till the end".

Ahad was about snapped back when Yasir groaned opening his eyes.

"What the hell?". Yasir said as he remembers going to meet Zain who placed a cloth on his face and nothing he remembers after that, "What is the meaning of this?".

"Oh, don't worry. I intend to get down to direct business because looking and being in you both presence makes me sick". He said as his voice darkened then he turns to Ahad with a sinister smirk, "You love torturing people, don't you?. Blackmailing them to do what you want. Ask him what he had done 10 years ago".

"Why would I--". Ahad started

He holds his collar as his eyes hardened, "I said ask him what he had done".

He pressures each word.

Ahad nodded and he loosens his grip going to a distance leaning on the wall.

"What have you done?". Ahad asked as his voice stern, "I need the truth and if you decide not to speak then you should know by now that I know you well enough to know all your weaknesses".

"It was all your fault". Yasir snapped angrily glaring at him, "You made me do it".

Ahad punched his face," I said to tell me everything and not this crap of blaming. I want the truth".

"Fine. Be sure that you can handle it then". Yasir spit, "10 years ago everything was a lie. Your angel of a mother was drugged while she was driving down on the road and she crashed into her (Zeenat) car. She was with her mother who was driving the car and took the most impact and she died on the scene because of blood loss just like your mother. She wasn't the one driving and neither they were the one wrong. It was your mother who went out to get drug and then drove in that state. I had all tests done and your mother was found drugged and over speeding on the road. But then watching you going crazy over to blame someone I had to put someone accountable. Her daughter survived the scene since she was in the back and had a seat belt on so she suffered more of the mental pressure than physical. I changed and hide everything and manipulated to her being the criminal who murdered your mother. She tried talking and saying she wasn't guilty but I shut her down since the case never took to the main court instead of with your influence everything happened under the table no one knows anything and they just declared her criminal".

Ahad broke down.

"No, you are lying. You are lying". Ahad mumble then he glares at him holding his collar, "Tell me you are lying".

"No. I am--". Yasir started

"Tell me him about her age". Zain said who was silently listening until now burning in fury, "How old was she then".

Yasir pales at his words looking at Ahad who seems to be at the edge of losing it.

"15". Were his last words before Ahad starts beating him

"How old was she when she had the burned wound?". Zain asked as Ahad paused

"17. She was abused in other ways before that and that was the major one after that she wasn't abused that bad". Yasir confessed through his bloody nose

The next couple of minutes Ahad continued however the police came in taking Yasir with them. Zain had called the police beforehand so Yasir's confession was recorded.

Zain turns to look at Ahad who was crying on the ground all alone in his own misery.

"I-I need to go to her. I need to apologise". Ahad said standing

"Unless she says she wants to meet you. You cannot enter my house". Zain declared

"You don't understand. I love her. I cannot let her leave me. I will do everything. Just let me talk to her so I can make things right". Ahad confessed as he weeps

Zain shakes his head, "Do you even know what love is?. The one who loves never allow hurt to come to their partner and you were the one who hurt her. Don't make a joke out of love. As I said before if she agrees to meet then only you will enter inside until then you can stay in your agony".

Zain walks outside not before hearing his painful cries and pleas that fell deaf on his ears. He went back to his house and it was already night.

As soon as he enters inside he felt the tense atmosphere and that wasn't how he left the house.

Something was wrong.

Only if he knew that it was just wrong,

It was going to shake all of their existence, once again.

He finds his mother and Zeenat sitting on the couch and their expression were pale.

"I am going to be a mother". Were her words

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