MAIZAH'S POV,

I was feeling like a stranger in my own home. After deciding that I will live in my own room instead of Anzala's, I was sitting silently in my room I was feeling hungry but no one care to ask me for lunch even that day Ammi and Badi Ammi hadn't cook.

The whole Rizwi Mansion was silent unlike ever. I stepped out from the room and went to kitchen to eat something, Ammi was already standing their making tea for all. I was angry with her so I didn't looked at her, as so she did. I open the fridge to search some leftover food but there wasn't anything. Taking some bread slices I started applying jam on that in the time being Ammi made her way out from the kitchen totally ignoring me and Anzala stepped in.

"What are you doing here?" He asked as if any answer was needed.

"Can't you see..."

"I'm also hungry." He muttered and I pushed the bread towards him, we both eat jam bread and made our way back towards room. The time was not passing in any way. Next day was college and I was feeling awkward because of my unwanted nikkah with my cousin as well as my best friend.

"What you all have done with me and Anzala?" I mumbled and looked at myself.

I was married!! No one can say that..

I was looking like the normal Maizah who use to roam around in the whole Mansion without caring about the looks.

I wanted my marriage to be done lavishly but those pics, my family and their misunderstandings killed my desire.

''Anzala will divorce me after sometime and maybe my family will marry me off with.'' my heart was saying but I felt a different fear when a question raised in my head.

''Will Naail marry me if he got to know about my nikkah with Anzal?'' That question made me shivered with an unknown fear.

''We can't let anyone get to know about this marriage.'' I nodded with determination on my inner voice.

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Everything was looking usual, Dada abbu was sitting holding the tasbih in his right hand, Abbu was busy in having his morning tea while reading newspaper. Ammi and Badi Ammi were busy in making breakfast for all of them when I reached for breakfast.

The breakfast table was full of different items as usually, I took my seat and the next seat was empty.

I looked at badi Ammi, and she didn't said me to drink milk, I silently picked a slice of bread with butter, at that time Anzala also arrived there and took his seat besides me as usually but that was not usual. First time I was feeling awkward bedsides him, I looked at him, he was silent. Badi Ammi and Ammi was ignoring both of us.

"Ready?" Anzala asked and I nodded while pouring out the juice and the glass for both of us.

"Dada Abbu, today is my exam do dua for me." I listened Afnaan's voice and he came to breakfast table.

"May Allah give you success." Dada abbu blessed him and sat down on his seat. Badi Ammi served him breakfast and we both exchanged the looks then realized that she was completely ignoring us.

"Yeah beta... You will make us proud, unlike other people who make family feel shame in the society." I suddenly looked up and found badi Ammi glaring me. I open my mouth to reply but

"Not us but those people should be shameful who don't trust their own children." Anzala said with rage, he said the same words which I wanted to say.

"Let's go Mazi we are getting late." He said while leaving his breakfast and I nodded.

''Maizah you have to stay away from Anzala... Don't forget!' My subconscious said and I shook my head looking at Anzala.

"I'll go alone from today.." I said to him, for a couple of moments he was looking confused but then he nooded might be he understands the reason of my decision.

"Rumi aapi, can I take your scooty?" I asked and she looked at abbu for answer

"No need to do all these things. We aren't interested in your showoffs, now you are husband wife. Now what do you want to prove by all these things?" Badi Ammi bursted on me and I suddenly made myself stand from the chair.

"She is not my wife! Its a burden not relationship..." Anzala said loudly.

"Nor I'm his wife... We are nothing for each other." I also said with frustration.

"Don't raise your voice! You aren't worthy to talk in that loud tone in front of us." Bade abbu shouted while entering in the home, he had returned from his morning walk.

"Anzala, I will not go with you! You may go!" I said and he nodded before going out from the home, and I made my way to my room, to take some money from my pocket money for fare.

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I wasn't used to long walks, but the bus stand was far away from my home and taxi stand was far far away. Leaving with no other way I had to walk to that point.

"Mazi, aaja." I listened a well known voice and turned to saw that

(Come)

"Tu yaha kya kar raha hai? Mujhe nahi jana tere sath! Bhul gaya kya kal humne kya decide kra tha? Hum ek dusre se dur rahenge?" I said with furrowed brows and he made a sad face.

(What are you doing here? I don't want to go with you! have you forget what we have decided yesterday? we have to stay away from each other)

"Haan hum dono ek dusre se dur rahenge magar ghar walo ke samne. Unhe galat prove krne ke liye hum ek dusre pareshan nahi kar sakte yaar." Anzala said and I held my hand gesturing me to sit next to him I wanted to refuse but then I nooded.

( That's true we have to stay away from each other but only in front of our family. We won't create problems for each other to prove ourselves correct in front of our family. We have to prove them wrong but without creating problems for us)

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"Maizah"

"Hmm.." I turned back

"How are you and how is Anzala?" She was Muskan.

"Why you did that?" I asked and she shrugged.

"What?" she asked full of confusion.

"You uploaded those pics and our family misunderstood us." I told her but I did not shared about my nikkah with Anzala.

"What?!.. But... Ohhh no!" She said as if she was feeling my problem but no one could understand me and the situation of my heart at that time.

"Maizah, I didn't do anything intentionally. I never thought that aunty have my number and..." She was looking guilty but her guilt was useless for me.

"Yaar don't talk to me. You don't even have idea what is going on in my and Anzala's life." I said with disappointment and removed her hand from my shoulder before leaving the classroom. I went to the canteen where Anzala was already sitting, he was looking red due to rage.

"What happened?"

"I'll kill that rascal!" He said angrily.

"Whom?" I was confused what he was talking about.

" That Arham! He sent our pics to Muskan and how can she be so stupid that she uploaded our pics on social media. Yaar Mazi they both..."

"Stop it Anzala." I almost shouted on him. 

"Here our own family is not trusting on us. We can't put the blame on others. If they people would believe us then we wouldn't be in this situation." I said with frustration.

That was true that we were jb tahr situation because of out family. 

"Now what we have to do Mazi? Decided something or not?" He asked and I shook his head.

"Maizah, Anzala.. I'm sorry" we turned our head towards Muskan who was standing behind us.

"Anzala, believe me, I didn't want to create any problem for you two. " Muskan said while sitting in the next chair of Anzala and I found softness in his gaze. His anger went to its end and I prefer to leave both of them alone. I already know about the feeling of Anzala for Muskan and I thought to give them space for their good future.

"Maizah, you are thinking about Anzala and Muskan's future but what about you? Will Naail ever think about you?'' My soul asked and I turned to saw Anzala and Muskan they both were smiling talking to each other. I wanted good for Anzala and myself too.

''I don't even know that do Naail knows something about these pics or not? Or if he have watched then what is he thinking about us?'' I asked to myself with a sad smile and moved towards the garden. Drawing out my mobile from my bag I started looking at the pics of Naail on Instagram.

I didn't like anyone else before Naail. But I never thought that my life would took a turn which would lead to the distrustion nothing else.

'Maizahhhh..." Suddenly I listen a very loud call from my subconscious.

"You are Maizah.. Maizah Aasif Rizwi... Don't behave like a helpless, caged girl... You are not the one'' my subconscious scolded me and I literally felt like I was sleeping but someone woke me up.

''Yeah! I'm Maizah. I can't let everyone decide my life. Anzala was busy with Muskan, my family is believing on that stupid pics. But who is the only sufferer in all these things?'' I was shouting inside myself.

''No one is suffering Maizah, Only you are suffering. In our society people only knows the art of criticizing girl's character. Anzala is a boy, no one will say anything to him. Maybe Muskan will be agree to marry him, even if she got to know about this namesake nikkah, but Naail!! Will he be agree to agree for marriage with a girl who was already married with her cousin and they were living under the same roof? " I was thinking about each and every possibility of future but I was scared for the negative consequences

I open Naail's insta page and gethered all my courage to text him.

''Hey... How are you?''

I sent and wait for reply, he was online, so I decided to wait for his reply but even after ten minutes he didn't respond. That was quite heart breaking for me. I placed my mobile in the bag but suddenly it beeped. And I found Naail's text.

"I'm fine. How are you?' He asked through message and I smiled with satisfied as he was talking to me.

" So how js your studies are going?" Naail asked and I smiled.

' 'Good. And how is your business going on?" I asked and he replied without wasting mine and his time too.

I didn't realise when half an hour was passed away and that was the time of our lecture.

"Maizah.. Maizahhh.... Its class time" I was busy in chatting when Anzala came there and said in hurry I nodded before moving towards my class with Anzala while chatting with Naail.

I took a new step forward to Naail and I found him very friendly and welcoming so that was easy to understand for me that he was not like my family because he wasn't judging me because of some pics.

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