The undue repent. Part 4 - The End. Yours and mine!
My mother was right for once. Alya did come back with her husband, Arham. They registered in UK as husband and wife and rented a house a few streets away from ours. Arham was 15 years older than Ayla, as i had expected. He was the dominant one in their relationship. But then most men are.
Ayla did join school. However, she had changed so much. She hardly talked. Hardly laughed. Liked being isolated. Nothing broke my heart so much than to see her like that. Above everything, she had started to maintain distance from me too, which killed me inside. My only sister was a stranger to me now. It angered and frightened me at the same time. I was angry with the way she was treating me. I was angry with the way she was treating herself. I was angry that she was keeping it quite. I was angry as to why it all happened to her. And then i was frightened. There was a lot she was keeping inside, hiding away. I feared her life.
"Ayla, how have you been? Don't you think we should talk. I want to know about your life in Pakistan. How was your wedding day?" i tried to make things light. "All went good. Life is good too",she replied uninterested.
"What's that on your neck?" suddenly a bruise caught my eye. "Oh, its nothing, just a mosquito bite",she replied hesitantly."Ayla for once, don't lie please. Tell me. Did he beat you?" All she was waiting was for someone to ask her that and there she was crying uncontrollably. "We need to tell that to mom and dad." "There is nothing they will do."
"Why not? I am sure they can't be so brutal. They will definitely sort this out".
"What were you thinking when you came here? You are married Ayla. You should respect your family's privacy. I am also sure you did something wrong, hence he beat you." My mother's words still echo in my head. They kill me every time i remember them. Why was i even born to her? So ruthless. So merciless.
Ayla went home blaming herself. "I shouldn't have come. I should have respected my husband. I know my parents' decision can never be wrong. They thought about my better future when they married me off.I will be fine and get used to this in no time".And all this time, she was lying to herself.
The next day we heard that Ayla had tragically burned herself to death while her husband was away.Nothing was said. No last words. She ended the ordeal for once and all. No more undue repentance for living anymore.
Ayla did join school. However, she had changed so much. She hardly talked. Hardly laughed. Liked being isolated. Nothing broke my heart so much than to see her like that. Above everything, she had started to maintain distance from me too, which killed me inside. My only sister was a stranger to me now. It angered and frightened me at the same time. I was angry with the way she was treating me. I was angry with the way she was treating herself. I was angry that she was keeping it quite. I was angry as to why it all happened to her. And then i was frightened. There was a lot she was keeping inside, hiding away. I feared her life.
"Ayla, how have you been? Don't you think we should talk. I want to know about your life in Pakistan. How was your wedding day?" i tried to make things light. "All went good. Life is good too",she replied uninterested.
"What's that on your neck?" suddenly a bruise caught my eye. "Oh, its nothing, just a mosquito bite",she replied hesitantly."Ayla for once, don't lie please. Tell me. Did he beat you?" All she was waiting was for someone to ask her that and there she was crying uncontrollably. "We need to tell that to mom and dad." "There is nothing they will do."
"Why not? I am sure they can't be so brutal. They will definitely sort this out".
"What were you thinking when you came here? You are married Ayla. You should respect your family's privacy. I am also sure you did something wrong, hence he beat you." My mother's words still echo in my head. They kill me every time i remember them. Why was i even born to her? So ruthless. So merciless.
Ayla went home blaming herself. "I shouldn't have come. I should have respected my husband. I know my parents' decision can never be wrong. They thought about my better future when they married me off.I will be fine and get used to this in no time".And all this time, she was lying to herself.
The next day we heard that Ayla had tragically burned herself to death while her husband was away.Nothing was said. No last words. She ended the ordeal for once and all. No more undue repentance for living anymore.
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