A MUSLIM LOVE STORY

HOOR SIDDIQUI

Life has never been easy for me, nor I think it would ever be. After coming to my father's place, I thought, I would be left alone. But I was wrong, my step mother couldn't bear my presence for long and now I’m being married at the age of 18. I can't wish for something good, but I hope that things don't get worse.

ARHAAN RANDHAWA

I am the head of Randhawa empire. I had put my days and nights to bring it to the heights that it's on today. I could never imagine it going in loss. For my hard work and my empire, I'm going to marry the daughter of a person I hate. I can't wait to make her regret the day she would marry me. I want to see, how much cunningness of her father she had taken and how long it will keep her standing Infront of me.

Hoor's pov :

It was my wedding day, but I couldn't feel any excitement. This day was like any other day of my life, filled with a distant fear , just today the fear was intensified. I was sitting at a salon ,a beautician muttered "she's so pretty , keep her makeup light ,her beauty shouldn't be hidden by makeup ". I still didn't say anything .

My dupatta"head drap " was being set, when my stepmother came to get me .

"Pull it on her face also" she said in a stern voice. The dresser placed it in a way that it covered my face till my chin. I was happy about that, atleast now I didn't have to bear people staring at me. I knew many of the beauticians were imagining if I am dumb or deaf, because I haven't uttered a word or told them any of my choices .They did all the work on me by their choice .

"Let's go! "my stepmother said and we headed out. I could feel her eyes boring in to me , but I said nothing. I learnt a long time ago , there's no point of speaking , when none is going to value your words .

Third person pov :

Hoor was looking stunning in her deep red lehnga. Her step mother always felt wary of her .Hoor had gotten the best features of her father and mother . Hoor's step sister was a year older than her. She was beautiful with her black hair and grey eyes , but it was nothing compared to Hoor. Her stepmother didn't want any troubles for her own daughter(Aiza) thats why, decided to marry her off .

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On the other hand , Arhaan was standing in front of mirror wearing a black 3 piece, combing his hair when his phone started ringing . He picked the call , seeing it was from his sister(Amal).

She was 25, married and out of the country with her husband .

"How can you do this , bhai ? You are marrying and I'm getting to know this from your PA " Amal screeched , she was feeling hurt .

"Amal , relax. Its no big , this wedding is nothing more than a bussiness deal" Arhaan explained .

"But still bhai .." Amal said in a sad voice .

"I'm only going to marry this girl , because Mr Siddiqui wasn't ready to allow my shipment without it . He wanted a permanent alliance between our companies and he thought that marrying his daughter to me would get him that , but he is highly mistaken .and I didn't inform you , because this event is not important enough for you to come back." Arhaan said .

"How's the girl? "Amal asked .

"I don't know , but I'm ready for them . Mr. Siddiqui is a greedy man, he's making me his son in law because I'm rich. I'm expecting nothing less from his daughter. I've met the girl's elder sister, and I can guarantee you that you wont like her one bit" Arhaan said and Amal pouted .She tried to find positive in every situation.

Arhaan ended the call soon and headed towards the venue with some of his friends. Everything was done perfectly, it was clear that if you have money 2 weeks aren't less to arrange a perfect marriage .

Nikkah was done and Hoor was taken to sit beside Arhaan. He found the face covering a bit weird because Siddiqui was nothing close to religious .Aiza was wandering around wearing sleeveless shirt with no dupatta in site.

Everyone was looking at the stunning couple. Hoor's face was hidden, but the delicacy of her hand , her figure showed that there was a beauty hidden under the dupatta.

"Why have you given this hunk to your mute sister ? "Aiza 's friend said drooling over Arhaan .

"Don't go on his handsome face, he is a beast hidden in the attire of a prince .His ruthlessness isn't confined to his bussiness only , he won't even care if its a girl infront of him before insulting" Aiza said. She was attracted towards Arhaan, but her mother had made her understand that they were marrying Hoor to him because he wasn't a nice guy, they needed Arhaan for their bussiness only. She didnt want that for Aiza , she wanted a loving rich husband for her .

"Why does it sound like you've been insulted by him ? "Aiza's friend asked him and Aiza sputtered looking here and there "there's nothing like that! "

She remembered just 2 weeks ago, she tried to flirt with this hunk and he hadn't let her place her hands on his shoulder and gave her cold eyes .It was enough for Aiza to back away.

Hoor’s POV :

It was time for ruksati .I couldn't feel any sadness taking over . Father placed a hand on my head, stepmother gave me a quick hug , not that I got a chance to return it . I have never been close to them, why would I've been sad about leaving them .The veil hid me from people's eyes, they couldn't see my indifference expression .

While sitting in car, I just hoped that Allah will shower his mercy and my life wont go any worse. I didnt think i would be able to handle any more pain .

Third person's pov:

Arhaan also took his seat and they left for his mansion . His guests had left from there . It was only him and Hoor returning to Randhawa mansion .

The watchman opened the gate and the car slid in, Arhaan stopped the car and headed inside without a backward glance . A servant (Mary )came forward and helped Hoor come out . Arhaan had went towards his study, Mary took Hoor to his room.

"Mam , would you like anything ? "Mary asked and Hoor shook her head. The dress was really heavy , Hoor was feeling tired , she sat on the bed.

"Okay mam, sir would be here soon "Mary said and left .

She was sitting sideways on bed, legs dangling from the bed . She haven't even lifted her veil .Arhaan entered the room and saw her sitting on the bed .

He had decided to show her place. He didnt want her to think that she can use him .

She was only 5.3 to his 6 foot frame. He took a minute to rethink about his plan looking at her small frame. But then decided not to go weak. He moved towards her and placed a box in her lap and said "change and go to sleep, your clothes are already in the dressing room".He wanted to be ruder, but couldn't muster up the cruelness to do it to that small girl.

She almost looked breakable with her petite frame and milky white skin . She placed the box on bed and quickly got up hearing his stern voice. Arhaan saw her closing the door of the dressing room, he shook his head seeing the box on bed . He took it and placed it on the table .

There were bangles inside it , the most expensive piece present on shop but it held no importance to him.

Arhaan went to the room next door , "I wont stay in a room with a girl, I don't even like" he thought and laid down on the bed . He haven't even lifted her veil or looked at her once .

Hoor felt relaxed when she entered the room and found it empty. She had changed into a comfortable tee and sleep pants . She laid in bed thinking about her day , she was feeling a bit at peace that he left her alone. She preferred to be alone , because there was less chances of being hurt that way . She hadn't eaten the whole day, with peace , the feeling of hunger also risen up . But she kept laying , telling herself , it wasn't time to eat . She'll eat in the morning .

The rules were engraved so deeply in her mind that she couldn't even think about breaking them when she was alone . Soon , she fell asleep .

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Next morning , Arhaan went to the office. Hoor woke up around 11 am , she took a shower and got dressed in a simple dress .She sat on the bed waiting for someone to tell her what she needed to do. She saw the box and opened it .The bangles were really beautiful adorned with diamonds, but they held no attention of Hoor. She preferred simpler things, this was too much of attention seeking.

Soon, Mary entered the room "Mam, you're awake. I had came to check on you before but you were asleep "Mary spoke coming towards her but she stopped with a halt after taking a look at her.

Mary had never seen such a beauty in real life ."what happened? "Hoor asked in a small voice .Her voice was also honey sweet .Mary could have drooled in that minute.

She looked here and there "nothing mam, I'll get your breakfast "she quickly said and got out. Hoor found it weird but decided to let it go. She kept the bangles back in box and got up.

Mary went to the kitchen, and said to the cook "You need to see mam, she's really an angel as her name .I've never seen girl like her ".

Cook also got excited , everyone was curious about seeing their sir's wife.

"Go and ask mam to come down for breakfast .In this way, I will also get to see her" the cook said and Mary nodded .