His Wife Or His Maid - S01 E47

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His Wife Or His Maid - S01 E47

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 47

Mahira POV

Five years later...

Life is beautiful but not always easy, it has problems, too, and the challenge lies in facing them with courage, letting the beauty of life act like a balm, which makes the pain bearable, during trying times, by providing hope.

Life is full of moments of joy, pleasure, success and comfort punctuated by misery, defeat, failures and problems. There is no human being on Earth, strong, powerful, wise or rich, who has not experienced, struggle, suffering or failure.

No doubt, life is beautiful and every moment a celebration of being alive. A person who has not encountered difficulties in life can never achieve success. There is no doubt that there can be no gain without pain. It is only when one sweats it out that success is nourished and achieved.

Life is and should not be just a bed of roses; thorns are also a part of it and should be accepted by us just as we accept the beautiful side of life. Like I accepted my life. The thorns remind me the pain that I've struggled in my life. But as we say accept the beautiful side of life.

The pain of thorns is for a short time, and the beauty of life would soon overcome the prick of thorns. 5

Those who think that life is a bed of roses they they are wrong...it is not. We have to struggle to achieve like I did and now I can stand on my leg without anyone's help. I can't even imagine...that there were so many challenges that I had to face and there was no one with me who showed me the right way.

I had accepted success without letting it in my head which did brought me real happiness, contentment but not peace in life. Why? Because my heart and soul was in New York. No matter how much I try I can never get over with him. Rehan and Sani were right I won't be able to live without him but life taught me how to deal with it. 2

I don't know why I didn't listened to him that day? Why I didn't gave him one more chance? Why? Was I so numb that I was not able to feel any emotion? Those, who think, that good times last forever. They do not put in required hard work and efforts because they break down easily like I had always crumbled down when ever he hurted me, when ever I saw him with Laiba.

My life was very beautiful but it came with a challenge in the form of Arhaan. He was a challenge that I had to face everyday and had to overcome. I accepted these challenges but never enjoyed the life in it's true sense. Thus, I enjoy life but I'm also prepared to bear the pain.

That night a lot happened, I left him...tried to hide, got lost but still never prayed bad for him. I know I must be a fool in everyone's eyes because after getting hurt so many times by my own husband I still want to forgive him. People say when you're in love you don't see anything but I believe love is all about love that consumes us, a passion that burns us and love is all about forgiveness...because mistakes are made in love.

I can't say that I love him like I use to but I don't hate him either. It is as if my heart has stopped feeling affection. I didn't wanted to hurt him but I did wanted to feel that emotion where you are forced to stand and see the person whom you love is walking away with someone else. I don't know whether he felt that or not but I had always felt.

The view from where I am now is breath taking. When ever I feel sad or just not in my mood I come here and just gaze. Right now it was raining making me feel every emotion that was buried deep down in my heart. Five years, it has been five years...since I had saw him or heard him.

Flashback...

I walked out of the house with tears streaming down my cheeks. I looked at the house one last time, how I had taken my first baby steps when I had come here. My memories some happy some sad. In this house only I had found a brother in Rehan and his family who treated me like their own daughter.

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But now everything's over, everything's finish, I'm no longer his maid because now I had left that job!!! I quickly got inside the cab and dialed that person's number who can only ease my pain.

"Hello Mahira...How are you?" She asked in her loving voice.

"Mommy...I'm coming" I said sniffing.

"Mahira what happened princess? Why are you crying?" She asked in a worried tone.

"I'll tell you everything when I'll come" I sniffed.

"Is Arhaan with you? Is he also coming?" She asked. By hearing his name I started crying more.

"No..he is not." I said and hang up. I told the driver to drive fast. That day also it was raining and my tears were easily getting mixed with the rain. My heart, my brain, my soul, every part of my body was screaming to go back to him.

I dragged myself towards the airport it was good that I had booked the tickets before only...when I saw him with her in that room that time I had made my decision that I'll go back to Toronto, Canada. I still had time, an hour, so I went to the washroom. 6

I gasped when I saw myself in the mirror, bloodshot eyes staring back at me. My eyes were puffy and were swollen...but my mind took me back to what happened this morning. How he had held me from the back, how he begged me to stay and listen...No..Stop!! I shouldn't be thinking about him.

Soon my flight was announced and I started walking towards my home leaving my heart and soul here in New York. During the whole ride I kept on crying, sniffing, I wasn't even be able to take this that I had left him. How can I do this?? No...he had made me do this. It wasn't my wish..but he made me. 1

When I reached home it was already night. With lot of courage I knocked on the door and waited to open. 1

"Mahira..." Mom said as she opened the door. That's it...I lost all the control and hugged her and started crying.

"Everything's gonna be fine...shhh..calm down" she kept on whispering and rubbed my back.

"Princess" Dad said. And I rushed towards him.

"It's okay...we'll sort out everything. Relax..you're here now." He said.

After another hour or two...I finally calmed down and told them everything. This time I didn't hide anything from them...I just poured my heart out and then again started crying.

"Shhh...It's okay. Calm down" Mom and dad kept on soothing me.

"It's all because of me...I shouldn't have let you married..." Dad said sighing. 18

"No dad, it's not your fault. I didn't prove myself as a good wife." I replied sipping coffee. 9

"No Mahira, because of business and to expand it, I gave my word to Mirza to marry you with his son. It's all my fault that you're in this mess" he said and broke down. 5

"Heyhey Dad, listen to me..it's not your fault. You did everything right..and what if I had gotten married to someone else? How can you say that he would have kept me happy..It was all planned by Allah. You shouldn't be upset." I said and hugged him.

"What are you going to do now?" Mom asked.

"I'll not go back. He had to realize his mistake...I'll go to Chicago to Sarah and I'll start my new life over there." I said. 1

"Not happening. You're not going anywhere, we'll talk to his parents and will find out some way." Dad said sternly.

"No Dad, you won't do any such thing. His family shouldn't know anything about this. You know Mom, Dad, Aamna, treat me as their own daughter and sister. Even if you call them and tell them everything they will take my side only and will punish him" I said. 1

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"Then, that's good. He need to be punished." Mom said. 1

"No Mom, he doesn't need to be punished. He needs to realize his mistake...punishment will never turn him back to a good guy, he'll always take everything for granted. He need to realize and I'm sure, me, staying away from him will at least make him realize his mistake. Because I've seen the desperation, sincerity and honesty in his eyes when I was leaving. He was begging to me so that I don't leave. Please Mom, Dad, just let me handle this thing on my own. Please.." My voice cracked.

"Okay okay...just stop crying" mom said hugging me.

"Dad" I said.

"Fine, but only if you call us everyday" he said. I smiled. "Thanks" I said and hugged both of them.

"I'll talk to Sarah and Maryam" Mom said and dialed their number. Aunt Maryam is my cousin from my dad's side and Sarah is her daughter who is a year elder to me. She lives alone in Chicago. She work in a company and study also. 7

"They are both okay with you to be there" Mom said and smiled.

"And your flight is at eleven tomorrow in the morning." Dad said and patted my shoulder.

"Thank you, thank you so much" I said.

"It's the least we can do for you child" Dad said.

Whole night I kept on tossing and turning thinking about the pros and con's and what not. You won't even believe I took shower twice in the middle of the night. Why? I can't get him out of my head. Soon it was fajr time and I prayed for him. I know when he'll come back to his senses he'll do everything to find me. He'll not leave a single chance also.

After praying I took out my cell and texted Sani-

Listen Sani I need you to do something for me, stay calm. I'm going somewhere and you shouldn't need to worry about me. I'll be fine and healthy and you shouldn't try to find me because it'll be of no use. And take care of my parents and never say anything to them. And please don't give him a hard time or hit him...I still care for him Sani. And you have to take care of him until he marries to Laiba. I then pressed the send button.

Then I texted Rehan-

Rehan you came into my life and easily fitted into an empty space. You are the best brother and a best friend who's always there for everyone. I'm going Rehan...I told you that I'll leave after the charity and this is what I'm doing. Don't find me because I won't come back unless I want to. And please take care of Arhaan. You were right, I love him alot but I can't stay with him anymore now. It would be hard for me to live without him but I'll manage. Good bye Rehan. Take care of yourself as well as Sani, and yeah I know you both are in love with each other ;) and take care of him at every time. I then pressed the send button and switched off my cell and broke my Sim into two.

Morning came and I had already packed my bags, we were sipping coffee when Mom's cell went off!! Mom glanced at the caller Id and showed me. I told her to pick up but don't say anything to him. She took a deep breath and picked up the call and started talking easily. Dad was shaking in anger. I had to continuously rub his back to ease him!!!

"He was really worried" Mom said.

"The hell he will!!" Dad shouted and went to his room.

"He really cares for you Mahira, he sounded very worried and I know you love him and I can see it in your eyes but the way he sounded was as if someone has ripped his heart out. Whatever you do, think twice and do. You two are married and never ever think of separation. I know you both need time and we are giving you the time but don't use it in your favor. Okay?" Mom said calmly. I nodded and wiped my tears.

It was now time for me to leave. "Mom, Dad...please act as if you don't know anything about me or what happened. I've texted Sani and warned her that she'll not tell anything to you both. And I know Arhaan will come here to find me or will send his detective but please don't open up in any way. Please let me handle this by my own. And I will call you as soon as I reached there and will give you my new number" I said and hugged them both.

I got in the car and the driver started driving towards my new life, my new destination.