باسم الله الأكثر رحيما

biaism allah al'akthar rahiman

إذا حان الوقت للصلاة، فيرجى الصلاة قبل قراءة هذا لأن ليس هناك ما هو أكثر أهمية من الصلاة

'iidha han alwaqt lilsalaati, fayurjaa alsalaat qabl qira'at hadha li'ana lays hunak ma hu 'akthar 'ahamiyatan min alsalaa

(if it's time for prayer then please pray before reading this because nothing is more important than salat)

THIRD PERSON'S POV...

"We've decided that you'll get engaged as you want Zayn b-." Mr Qureshi said.

Azan was grunting in anger... he clenched and unclenched his jaw repeatedly.

How can my own parents do this? No i won't let them take her from me. He thought.

"Thank you so much Dad. You've really made me happy, i can't tell y-" Zayn kept saying cheerfully when Azan cut him off.

"Shut up, just shut the hell up. No one is getting engaged here, you hear me. You'll not get married to Iman." Azan growled and all heads in the room snapped towards his direction.

"And why is that bhai? I'm trying my best to keep the you know what but you're not keeping yours. Let me see you stop me from getting married to iman. She's my choice and i'll have her and besides mum and dad have already made their decision and i'll be with her." Zayn stated.

"YOU GUYS SHUT UP." Mrs Qureshi yelled.

"If you'd let me finish my sentence then you'll have know there's a BUT a-" Zayn cut his father off again.

"Why is there a But dad?" Zayn asked anxiously.

"If you dare cut me off one more time Zayn, i'll hit you." His father threatened.

"Sorry dad." Zayn apologized.

Mr Qureshi sighed before speaking again. "So like i said there's a BUT, which is that you'll get engaged like you want but not to Iman." Mr Qureshi stated.

And finnaly azan decided to smile. He smiled brightly as he thought. She'll still be mine.

Zayn held a shocked and confused expression on his face.

"What do you mean by that dad?" Zayn finnaly summoned courage to ask.

" What I'm saying is that if you want to get engaged, you can do so with Fatima." Mr Qureshi stated.

"Hell no. I'm not marrying Fatima, she's just a friend and nothing more." Zayn paused. Fatima felt a pang on her chest as he said that.

He only thinks of me as a friend. She mumbled sadly.

Zayn ran a hand true his hair fustratingly before speaking again "Iman is the only one i want and if i can't have her then i'll end my life." He spat.

"La haula. What are you saying Zayn? Try to understand that you can't have Iman my dear. Look at Fatima, she's extremely beautiful and well mannered. You too know each other for the longest time and you'll get along well, just forget Iman okay." His mom spoke softly..

"NO...NO I WON'T. I ONLY WANT IMAN." He growled like a mad man.

I've had enough of this. Azan mumored.

"Well you can't have her." Azan snapped.

Everyone in the room were looking at zayn who was suddenly acting crazy.

Iman on the other hand was just gazing at the situation with no emotion or what so ever.

"Why can't i bhai? Why do you care so much huh? Do you also like her huh. Tell me, speak up. I want to hear it. You convinced mum and dad to get me engaged to Tee right? Why. Just WHY?" Zayn growled grabbing azan by his collar.

"BECAUSE SHE'S MY WIFE AND YOU CAN'T HAVE HER." Azan spat angrily. Many gasps were heard..

Bilal, Mahreen and fatima were thinking what a big mistake azan just made while iman's emotionless expression was replaced with a SHOCKED one. Alina and zayan were gazing between azan and Iman. Azan also had a shocked expression on what he blurted out and Zayn just turned stiff on hearing the new information as his hand slipped from Azan's collar. Let's just say they was a whole new level of tension in the room.

I'm loving this too much. Angela smirked.

Everywhere was silent for some minutes until Zayn broke it laughing loudly like a maniac.

All eyes shifted towards him.

"Oh please. What do you take me for? A fool?" He paused still laughing again. "You think i'll believe that Iman is your wife. Ohh such a joke of the century. A round of Applause for our comedian, wow that was hilarious. If Zayan said this then i'll gladly believe him but you oh please bhai it's a really cranky joke." He laughed..

"Zayn honey calm down. Come sit beside me okay." His mom said in concern..

"No. I'll stand here till you all give me answers. You heard him right, he's saying trash that Iman is his so called wife. Mum you know it's not true, why aren't you all saying something." -Zayn

"Zayn sweetie. Look Fatima is here, she's beautiful, just forget Iman my dear. Please." His mom pleaded.

"That's not the point. Why can't i have Iman huh? What is Bhai even talking about." -Zayn.

"Son calm down. Your bhai is right okay. Iman is his wife but don't jump into conclusions. Here's how it happened.........." Mr Qureshi explained the whole situation.

The three siblings held a shocked expressions on their faces while Angela was still smirking.

"So they're married?" Zayn asked still in shock.

"Yes son" mr Qureshi replied. "But it's temporary, they'll get divorced soon." Mrs Qureshi added.

Azan couldn't help but roll his eyes at what he just heard.

Like hell will i divorce her. He thought.

"I'm still confused about the whole situation but I'll let it slide as they'll get divorced soon." Zayn sighed.

Azan's jaw ticked.

"You better start planning your engagement with Fatima cause i won't and will never divorce Iman. I know I've been a bad husband but i'm ready to make amends." Azan said gazing at Iman who moved her eyes away from him.

He thinks he can decive me. Iman thought.

"Awww what a beautiful confession. Scrap that bhai, I've never seen you show an ounce of care for Iman even as a human being and what if Iman wants to get divorced huh?" Zayn smirked.

Azan turned pale hearing that.

He's never thought about it.

What if Iman is willing to divorce me? I've been a jerk to her since and two days ago i even tried to kiss her.

"She'll never want that." Azan replied unsure of his own answer.

"Oo she will. Have you forgotten about Alishba? Don't forget she's carrying your baby bhai." Zayn said but bit his tounge immidiately realizing what he just blurted out.

Two big shocks in one day. Zayan and Alina thought.

So this is it. Iman thought.

And the show gets better every minute. Angeka smirked.

"What pregnancy?" Mr Qureshi asked shocked.

Can it get any worse. Azan thought.

"I'm talking to you azan. What is Zayn talking about? ANSWER ME." Mr Qureshi growled..

"Umm...dad i-i can explain." Azan stuttered.

His mother narrowed her eyes towards him and giving him a disappointing look.

"EXPLAIN AZAN." Mr Qureshi yelled..

Azan gulped in nervously before making his statement. "Dad i...i.really don't know how it happened. I...she called me some days back saying she's pregnant and it's mine....."

"La haula. Tell me it's not true Azan. Please tell me you did not just disgrace our family. Ya Allah what have i done to deserve this. You're a disgrace azan. Get out of my sight,I don't want to look at you." His mother sobbed.

Azan lowered his head in shame.

How could i do this.

Azan slowly and carefully trailed towards his parents. His mother had her head hunged low while his father's eyes was blazing with anger..

"Mum you- I'm sorry please. I made a mistake mum,please I'm sorry." Azan knelt infront of his mum and tried to hold her hands but she pulled away from him.

Azan sighed, shifting his gaze to his father who had a penetrated glare in his eyes. Azan shuddered as he's never seen his parents this angry.

"Dad please forgive me. I'll make everything right." Azan summoned courage and spoke a few words softly and fearfully.

That only made his Father angrier as Mr Qureshi furiously got up from the sofa and pulled azan up by his shirt.

Again gasps were heard..

"Bilal do something." Mahreen wisperd lazily nudging her husband.

Bilal just sat there doing nothing.He didn't know how to go about this,doe azan already told him about Alishba's pregnancy and he already gave him a handful about it.

The Qureshi siblings were just sitting quiet and Alina kept glancing at Iman who had her expressionless face back on.

"Just shut up Azan. You are a disgrace. How could you rub our family name in the mud. What will the media say when this leaks out huh. I can't believe you're my son cause this is not how i rasied you, did you know how your mom cried when you brought that girl home and even had the audacity to say you've been dating her for two years now. That was a hard slap to us, you were in a harram relationship for two years and as if that's not enough, you threw a blow at us as you went ahead and got that same girl pregnant. Let me tell you one thing, you want to marry her right? Fine you'll marry her but from today onwards you seize being my son, you'll leave this house once you divorce Iman and marry your so called LOVER and you'll step down from being the CEO, zayn and zayan will continue that. NOW LEAVE MY PRESSENCE." Mr Qureshi growled, anger blazing true him.

Azan left the living room with his head hunged low. He was so ashamed of himself that he couldn't raise his head and look his siblings and his wife in the eye.

**

Azan was laying on the bed gazing lostfully at the ceiling as his mind clouded with thoughts of earlier events.

You're a disgrace.

I can't believe you're my son.

You'll divorce Iman.

You're a disgrace.

Tell me it's not true azan. His mother's broken voice wisperd..

Get out of my sight.

I don't want to look at you. His mother's voice again rang in his ears..

His siblings disgusted and disappointed face.

His wife's expressionless face.

What did he expect,she was already used to it, he even kissed Alishba infront of his wife, his Iman.

Now he's begining to see how much he's hurt her, now he's finnaly accepted the feeling of his heart warming up to her. His Iman..

Now he wanted nothing more but to be with her. He didn't know how to name the blissful feelings but all he wants is to hold her close to him forever and never to let go but that can't be possible, can it?

He's already ruined her, he'll be married happily with the woman he supposingly love and at the expense she'll be a divorcee at such a young age all because of his greed.

Azan sighed still in his never ending thoughts which soon caught off by the ringing of his phone..

He groned picking it up without looking who it was.

"Hey baby." He heard the voice that he's been dreading to hear ever since he found out about the pregnancy.

He heard Alishba's voice.

The woman which he was so madly in love with once upon a time. Now his heart only wants to feel his Iman.

"Hellooo? You there?" Alishba asked as she heard the other end of the line silent.

Azan finnaly cut his thoughts with a sigh before speaking.

"Yes i am."

"Why have you been avoiding me azan? You don't call me anymore. I'm pregnant for you,you know and sometimes i crave for you." Alishba complained.

"I'm just busy Alishba." He said plainly.

Who would have known that he'll be able to speak to his Alishba, the woman who rules his heart..

It's not her fault, she's pregnant for me and needs care..

"Oo spare me all that azan. You're trying to avoid your responsibility. I won't abort this baby,you hear me. I'm giving you a week to get married to me or else i'll ruin you and that's not just a threat, you know what I'm like and i don't make empty threats but then again if you can give put 80% of your company shares in my name then we'll forget about this and i'll abort the baby but we all know you can't do that right? So get ready to marry me Mr Azan Qureshi....ohh i can't wait to be Mrs Qureshi." Alishba laughed..

Azan senses were finnaly coming intact. How could he ever fall for such a despicable woman.

She's ready to kill my child cause of money.

Is she even pregnant.

What have i gotten myself into?

What am i going to do now?

"Stop spacing out on me. Just remember this, you have just one week before i ruin you so think wisely. Love you." Alishba said ending the call.

**