She could feel the pain slowly overcoming her soul. The agony, the grief, taking over all that she once thought was alive in her. She felt so empty that she was sure her whole body will echo if someone was to shake her. But she stood, rigid as though a hundred years old tree, clinging onto the only thing that made her alive; her eyeglasses. 

Through those glasses, she had seen things she had wished she could erase. She had hated the things she once loved, places she once cherished and the man she grew up to love. 

It didn’t matter who he was to her, his role in her life or even the title he possessed. She was going to take revenge, she was going to make him regret, she was going to make her father cry right before her eyes!

But what if he chose to add more pain to her aching wounds? The day he declared her married to a gateman, the strings left attaching her with him were forcefully cut off. And she was certain even if it would take her till eternity, so long as she stayed married to the gateman, her father would never know what happiness felt like!

Married To The Gateman

"Hamma Mujaheed?" She asked with a weak voice, she didn't want this to not be true, she might not have her hopes raised high, but this will be everything for her if it turned out to be true.

"You guessed right, Kulthum am!" Mujaheed said excitedly and in a second, she screamed at the same time burst into tears.

"Daada! Is that his voice I'm hearing? Daada please make this become true! Ya Allah!" She was crying so hard and all their eyes filled with tears at the both joy and agony in her tone.

"I'm the one, Kulthum, It's me. How have you been?" He asked with tears accumulating in his eyes and they all waited to hear her reaction because she was the most dramatic person they had ever seen.

Chapter 81 51: Royal Diety