Chapter One

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Copyright/Disclaimer: Any part of this book may not be reproduced or Copy in any form, without the permission of author. This is a work of fiction. Name, character and incidents are produced by author's imaginations. They were looking at her who was standing in front them as if she had lost her mind. She had came to London from her home country about two weeks ago. She stayed for two weeks with her cousin Sadie who helped her to find out Hudhayfah's address. 'So you are claiming to be my wife.'Hudhayfah asked breaking the silence while standing right in front her. She looked at him then nodded her head in yes . That was first time ever she was seeing him and he was really handsome with dark black eyes, messy hair and tall structured body. He was taller then her with few inches. 'This girl is lying. She is here for money.' Women in her mid 40s angrily said while glaring at her. She was wearing loads of make-up on her face and her clothes were not helping her at all to cover her body. She looked really modern and bold. 'Mom, you are right.' A middle age boy said to women who happened to be their mother while Hudhayfah was looking at her. 'No, You are thinking wrong. I even have a proof of it. 'Hunza said to his mother while defending herself then looked back at Hudhayfah who was already intensely looking at her. Then she look down and took out a envelop from her hand bag then passed it to him. He opened it and it was their Islamic Nikkah Certificate, He looked up at her who was standing like a criminal in a court to proof her innocence. He look at paper again then passed it down to his mother. 'This could be fake.' His mum said bitterly while looking at the certificate. 'No, its not.' Hunza said quickly while looking at him who snapped back his head towards her. 'Maybe you are right but legally you are not my wife here. No body will believe you.'Hudhayfah said while gritted words between his teeth and glaring at her. 'But Islamically I am your wife and that is what matter the most.' Hunza replied politely. 'But I don't accept you as my wife. I can hand you over to Police for lying and harassing me.' Hudfahyah said while trying to scare her and she looked shocked at him. 'But I have a proof.' Hunza said in her defend whereas he smirked. 'But no one will believe that proof here because we didn't got married in this country so you are not my wife here. But I will not call the police if you will go away from here silently and never come back.' Hudhayfah said and she was just looking at him . She never thought that they will not accept her and will behaved like this with her even she had a proof. Now, she was getting worried with their cold behaviours. 'He is right, you should go from here.' The boy who was standing next to him said to her while looking at her intensely. 'Listen here girl, it is better for you if you go from here silently otherwise we will kick you out with harsh manner.' His mother said angrily and she gulped in nervously trying to understand what to do next. 'What is happening here?' Someone asked from her behind and she turned around and saw an old man in his late 40s standing there. He quite looked like Hudhayfah and she took no time to realised that he was his father. 'Dad, this girl is claiming to be Hudhayfah's wife.' The same boy said in annoyed tone and Old man looked at her whereas she started looking at floor while waiting for him to behaved like them as well when a old man looked at her for a while then walked towards her. 'What is your name?' The man asked nicely while standing in front her and she looked up at him. 'Hunza Ameen.' She replied. 'You are daughter of Ameen Aslam. ' The man asked surprised and she nodded her head in yes whereas everyone else was silently looking at them. 'How is he?' The man asked next question while smiling. 'He died last month.' Hunza replied and he looked at her shocked then hugged her whereas tears start rolling off from her cheek as soon she found a shoulder to cry on it. 'I am your father's best friend Usman Ali Khan and Hudhayfah's father.' He said while hugging her and she nodded her head when he moved her away and she cleaned away her tears. 'Thats my wife Samina, he said while pointing towards the modern women. That is my younger son Ismael and that is my Older son Hudhayfah.' He introduced them. 'And my daughter is gone on trip for her education and she will back soon .' Usman said in polite tone and she just smiled and sighed in relief that at least someone know her and treated her nicely. 'She is right Hudhayfah . I was there when you two got married in your childhood.' Usman said as he turned over and looked at his son who got tensed after hearing this. 'I don't believe her and accept her as my wife. This is my life not some god damn movie story.'Hudhayfah screamed annoyed and she got scared with his tone. Then nobody say anything else and there was silence as Hudhyafah and Usman were looking at each other. 'Dad, why you never tell about her to Hudhayfah before.' Ismael asked curiously while breaking the silence. 'I know I have been careless about it but now I feel ashamed that my friend died and I even didn't know about it. I am a bad friend. I didn't even make any contact with him in last ten years just because I got off too busy in my own life and business. ' Usman said sadly then looked back at her. 'But now I will fulfill my promise with my friend and will take care of you.' Usman said as a promised and she smiled gratefully. 'You will go no where. You will stay here with me, with is.' Usman said while smile back to her. 'But I don't accept her as my wife.' Hudhayfah said hatefully and she flinched back with his tone but didn't showed it. 'She is living here as my daughter, not your wife.' Usman said in hard tone and everyone kept quite. 'You are doing wrong Usman.' Samina speak up first time angrily looking at her husband who snapped his head towards her. 'I don't care about what you all think but she is not going anywhere.' Usman said with authority and she just rolled her eyes on him but didn't say back anything. Then he looked back at Hunza and called out for the servant. 'Go and clean the guest room for her. she will be staying there.' Usman ordered the Servant who nodded his head in yes and walked out. 'Don't worry. If you need anything just call me. I will talk to you personally in night. Now you go and have a rest.' Usman said to her while she nodded her head in yes whereas he turned over walk out from the room. She looked at the three people who were glaring at her and she nervously looked down. Hudhayfah walk towards her and stood in front of her while she looked up when their eyes met. 'Welcome to hell Miss- Huzna Ameen. you are so going to regret coming here.'Hudhayfah spit words on her face then angrily turn over and walk out while banging the door behind him. She loudly sighed then picked up her bags and start walking towards the guest room.
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