Hanan!Staring at my reflection in the mirror i sigh, maybe if i apply some make up on i will look good and ya hafiz will love me, it's been two days since i last saw him everyday i will find the food Anty jasra sent to us on the dinning table in the evening the warmers disappear and the next morning i see new ones.Today i decided to wake up early and make breakfast for him maybe that way i will see him and we will eventually bond I really miss him.I hate applying make up and i hate any clothe that will tight me it just make me uncomfortable, I wear a pallazo trouser and a shirt I tie a scarf on my head and smile at my reflection I look good.Coming down the stairs the doorbell ring and I rush to the door i open it and Amany was standing there holding the food bag."Hanan!Soo today you wake up early everyday ya hafiz will say you're still asleep, soo now you've start recovering from the new bride stress."she rant and enter the

 Hanan!Thé next morning i wake up earlier than usual aside from that there is this weird tension behind my ear that is telling me i will soon have a headache. i lay on thé prayer mat quietly sobbing, why is ya hafiz doing this to me sometimes i wishe he can see through my body maybe that way he will get a glance of my heart and he will understand how much he mean to me.  Thé vibrating of my phone makes me sit upright and i pick my phone from the bed, my dad name flashes on thé screen and i smile."Hello daddy."I say putting my phone to my ear."Hey. How is my princess doing?""I am fine dad."I say with a sniff and clean my tears."Are you alright, you'ré crying?What happen?"Hé ask worriedly and i smile."It's nothing dad, i miss you."I say and he sigh from thé other line."It's ok baby i will call hafiz so he will take you to thé farm house, stop cr

Hanan!"Mummy wlh it's not ya hafiz fault, we just had a little arguement about the honeymoon and i went to my room."I lie and Anty jasra just eye me suspeciously."Hanan you're lieing, you're trying to cover up for hafiz the two of you story doesn't even match, i know how to handle the both of you, you think i don't know hafiz, he is a very manipulative, cunning boy i give birth to him so there is no point trying to change a zebra strip."she say and i sigh."Anty please let him in, it's been two days ya hafiz isn't as bad as you picture him, it was just a coincidence and i am at fault please forgive him."I say with a smile and she hold my hands."Hanan.Please if hafiz is doing anything you don't favor tell me don't ever think because he is my son i will support him ,please Dan Allah i don't know how am going to tell your mum this, i know i forced hafiz into this marriage so just because you love him doesn't mean you will endure everything, kinji."s

Hafiz!Thé next morning i wake up early and get ready for office, honestly speaking i just want to speak to nadia yesterday i spend thé whole night regreting why i snap at her like that, i called her multiple times and she didn't pick i texted her this morning i am confident she will call me thé moment she read my message.Coming out of my room i head downstairs and stop when i heard thé familiar voice from thé kitchen i tiptoe and eavesdrop by thé kitchen door."Mummy wlh they slept in seperate room, yesterday night i checked on hanan two times and she slept in her room, this morning again i check and saw her sleeping on her prayer mat, kuma ya hafiz ma didn't ate dinner with us yesterday night,."my sister say and i hide by thé kitchen door."No problèm mummy i will keeep you update insha Allah i will call you later before someone caught me."she say laughing and i quietly drop my laptop bag on th&ea

Hanan!The next few days pass by pretty quickly and Amany will be leaving tomorrow, I won't say i am happy but she has to leave so i can fix my marriage i don't know what is wrong with ya hafiz this days.sometimes he become super nice even without amany in our presence other times he become aggressive and snap at both me and his sister something is disturbing him and i don't know what, he became pretty quiet and he usually sleep off the day and spend the night doing whatever the fuck on his laptop he is turning into a lychnobite he is no longer the workaholic ya hafiz i can't even remember when last he go to work, he is different and it scared the shit out of me.Ever since the day i passed out in the parlour we begin to share same bedroom with him sometimes he sleep on the bed with me and other times he sleep alone ordering me to sleep on the floor but i don't mind because honestly speaking ya hafiz is a complete different person he is acting weird."Are yo