𝙏𝙖𝙧𝙦-𝙚-𝙏𝙖𝙖𝙡𝙪𝙦𝙖𝙖𝙩✔

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Trigger warning: Abuse

"Who the fuck are you talking to?" Zohan roars at her, making her flinch and cut the call immediately.

She turns towards the voice to see him standing near the door. Her eyes widened seeing him rushing towards her like a raging bull.

'I...I.." Mushk was startled by his tone and wasn't able to form a proper word.

Taking long strides towards her, he takes her arms in his steel grip shaking her while simultaneously yelling.

"I think I asked you something! Tell me!" Zohan yells at her face, while she wasn't able to form an answer due to the shock he gave her.

"Are you doubting me?" Mushk quietly asks him who was still glaring at her.

"I know you were talking to your lover boy Irtaza isn't it?" His question makes her bubble in anger, jerking his hands as she steps back.

"Are you out of your mind? How the hell can you think like that...." Mushk yelled at the top of her lungs.

And she didn't know what happened, it was all so sudden that the next moment she found herself on the floor, touching her cheek with the back of her hand.

"Don't you dare raise your voice at me!" Zohan roars in anger, making her flinch.

She couldn't comprehend what happened just now. She slowly looks up to see him all red from anger, tears fill her eyes.

"How could you?" Mushk whispers.

And for the first time she was scared even after having a man to protect her but what was the use of such a man from whom she should protect herself.

Zohan bends in front of her, holding her chin in his tight grip making her cry out in pain.

"How could I huh? Just like the way you could talk to your lover boy, exchanging glances with him during nikkah or looking at him during our photography. You thought I wouldn't notice anything? I can do whatever I want." He mockingly tells her who was trying hard to remove his death grip from her chin.

"Zohan, what's wrong with you? Why the hell are you behaving like this? Let's sit and talk please." Mushk pleadingly tells him.

She didn't want to beg, her self respect was more precious to her than this man but she couldn't do anything. Her hands were tied to her fate. She had no one in her life except this man who was her husband.

"There is nothing to talk about! How dare you cheat on me? You know about me that's why you're doing this right? Don't do this Mushk please." One second Zohan was yelling and at the end he was pleading her, holding his hair in tight grip and pacing back and forth.

Mushk who was still sitting on the floor was shocked seeing her husband's psychotic demeanor and was also confused as to what he was talking about.

"I don't...I Don't know what..." Mushk tried to steer the situation but was once again interrupted by Zohan's loud voice.

"Don't! Don't you dare say anything! I know what you are about to say so better shut your mouth or else I won't spare you!" Saying this, he storms out of the room leaving her in a pool of misery, hurt, betrayal and pain. Lots of pain! But shock is what overshadowed all these emotions in her.

Mushk didn't know what went wrong for him to act like this but she knew one thing that he shouldn't have raised his hand on her. Whatever happened she wasn't the one to back out. She knew what she had to do. That was to wait, wait till her brother wakes up so she could tell him about his monstrous deed.

Mushk gets up from the floor and goes to the washroom to clear any signs of tears but she didn't need to hide tears, she had to hide the mark on her cheek and chin gifted by her husband.

Washing her face she looked in the mirror to see his hand print on her cheek and two fingerprints on her chin. They were turning into a nasty purple shade.

She palms her mouth to suppress the sobs urging to break out. No one in her whole life ever hit her and here she was, trying to hide those marks all due to her husband's courtesy.

She always thought she'd only have to hide her tears but here she was, standing in front of the mirror with a concealer and a makeup brush, trying to hide the marks.

"What about the mark which he imprinted on your heart?" She could hear her inner voice asking her.

She leaves the washroom, her eyes bloodshot while the marks are gone but the swelling was still there.

It was evening, the weather was gloomy as if it was about to rain. It was a sign that the storm had begun but she had to be patient as no storm is permanent, after every storm there is sunshine and rainbows.

Mujtaba and Murtuza were playing while Mushk was in deep thoughts when she heard the main door open and the jingling of keys.

Zohan enters the living room and looks up to see Mushk in deep thought, seeing the swell, a pang of guilt hits his chest but was once again overpowered by the voices, still he wanted to make it up to her.

"Get ready! We're visiting Mustafa." He curtly tells her and leaves from there.

while Mushk continues to stare at his retreating back in shock but nevertheless she wanted to meet her brother and she will.

Soon they hit the road and were on their way to hospital, upon entering the room Zohan leaves her and goes to the doctor to know about Mustafa's development.

She moves towards her brother first and sits on a stool with Murtuza in her arms who was looking at his father with interest while Mujtaba was near his mother.

"Bhai...." Mushk painfully whispers trying not to cry, holding his hand in her tight grip she brings it to her lips.

"bhai I need you bhai, I've no one." Mushk whispers slowly and not able to control any more; she breaks out in heavy sobs, holding her beloved brother's hand in a death grip.

"bhai he...he hit me bhai! He hit your princess. I need you! Please come back." Mushk whispers, still crying, hiccuping in between.

All she could hear in reply was a beeping sound and all of a sudden the beeping got loud. She looks up to see her brother's forehead clenched. Baffled at this she holds his hand tighter making him respond by moving his fingers.

"Bhai...you can hear me right? Please, I need you to come back..." She happily gets up and holds his hand tighter, hearing his khala's words Mujtaba rushes towards them.

She was about to say something when a group of doctors came rushing in.

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