One week later
Nuska's pov
It's been exactly one month since Imran left us and we were informed that he would be arriving here today and most importantly we will have the game.

I hope Zaid wins, In sha Allah..
I want him to win so that I could go home, not to live with him..
I know he will never accept me..

One week back,on this day, I was broken and till today I am still the same, unable to repair my broken heart.

I understand the reality of this world now.

You can never expect someone to love you back even though you love them to the back of the moon.

Maybe, My heart will get repaired but it will take time.

A knock on the door disturbed my thoughts and before I could ask that person to come in, the door opened and entered the man, who I hate the most.

I quickly wore my hijab, while he looked around the room, obviously searching for Zaid.

My bad luck, Zaid is in the bathroom.

"Hi darling, what's up?" Ahmad asked coming closer to me.

"I am good because I am going home today" I replied.

"Too much of expectation is not good, darling" he said but I choose to remain silent.

"You have gone thin,darling, don't you eat properly?" He said holding my chin.

I pushed his hand away and said, "Do not touch me. Ever"

"I will touch you very soon rightfully because you belong only to me"

I fake laughed and said, "Too much of expectation is not good, Mr.Ahmad"

He sighed and spoke, "I will win today and there is no doubt in that so I don't have too much of expectation"

"Once again I am saying too much of expectation is not good"

"Shut up" he yelled and pulled me by my waist.

I tried coming out of his grip but he held me stronger.

"LEAVE ME, AHMAD" I shouted and started hitting his chest.

"Wow, would you tell my name again"

"JUST LEAVE ME,PERVERT" I shouted tears leaking out of my eyes.

He came closer to my face and I pushed him, but he did not move.
By now I was crying fiercely.

Zaid, come soon and save me..

"Just one kiss before the game, dear" He said while I started hitting his chest but he still wouldn't move.

"AHMAD" Zaid shouted and he let me go from his grip.

Zaid came towards where we were standing after keeping the towel on the bed.

"How dare you touch her?" Zaid shouted pulling him by the shirt collar.

"She is mine so I have all rights to touch her" Ahmad said and pushed Zaid's hand away.

"She is not yours, keep it on your mind" Zaid argued.

"After today she will be mine" Ahmad smirked and walked out of the room.

I was still crying badly because I hate myself for being so weak and couldn't do anything when a non-mahram touched me.
I really hate myself.

Zaid came closer to me and I hugged him immediately. He hugged me back and ran his fingers through my hair.

"Its okay Nuska, I will never let him touch you again" He said while I remained silent.

After few minutes Zaid said, "Nuska you can use the bathroom now and please hurry up Imran might arrive at anytime"

"Okay" I replied.

This is what's happening for the past one week.

Its him who does the majority of the talk whereas I reply only if it is necessary and usually my sentence would be short.

I was never a girl like this because I usually do the majority of the talk here. Not only here even back at home, I do the majority of the talk. My parents nor my brother would never believe that I was silent for this one week.

I know Zaid feels guilty but I can't help it, I am broken and hurt.

With many thoughts on my head, I headed to the bathroom to have a wash before I meet Imran, after one whole month.
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Just after our breakfast Zaid and I was taken to another room, by Imran's men.

We were waiting for few minutes when Imran, Ahmad and their men entered.

"Finally, here I see my two love birds" Imran beamed, "Assalamu alaikum" he added.

"Walaikum salam" Zaid and I replied in unison.

"How are you both?" He asked.

"Fine" yet again we replied together.

"Why do you both seem very sad upon seeing me"

"That's because we hate you" I replied.

"Why not?"

"Just shut up and let's start the game. I want to go home" I yelled at him.

"Wow, what a confidence Nuska. I really appreciate it"

"I am always confident, Now let's start your stupid game"

"Why are you in a hurry to start the game?"

"Because I want to go home, I am fed up of this place"

"Why are you fedup of this place?"

"Why do you want to know?" Zaid asked.

"Because I want to know what is happening in my daughter-in- law's life"

"Daughter-in-law? I wonder who is your unlucky daughter-in-law" Zaid mocked.

"Shut up Zaid. Nuska is my daughter-in-law and there is no change in that"

"Imran, I disagree on your statement because Nuska is my dad, Hassan Khan's daughter-in-law" Zaid objected,"Also,according to what you said one month back, I say the one who wins the game gets to take Nuska"

"Yes but Zaid, I know your weakpoint so obviously my son will win and he will rightfully take Nuska"

"I am not a toy for you guys to play with" I yelled at them.

"I can do anything but let's wait and see who wins" Imran challenged.

"Can you tell what the game is?" I asked, unable to be patient anymore.

"Shall we start it then"

"Thats what I was telling all these while"

"Zain, bring the game"Imran ordered.

"Okay sir" he said and left the room to bring the game in.

What will it be?

"Its going to be an indoor game" Imran smirked.

That's good..

Zain came after few minutes with a board game.

"Here is the game of chess" Imran said smiling.

"Chess?" Zaid shocked.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Imran questioned, Smiling.

"I am weak at playing chess whereas Ahmad is a champion in chess"

"I know Zaid that's the reason I have planned to have this game"

"You can't do that, Imran. That's unfair" I shouted at him.

"Not a problem. If Zaid really loves you then he will win this game, if not he will lose. Let's wait and see, shall we?" Imran challenged.

If you challenge that he will win only if he loves me then no, he won't because he doesn't love me.

Thats the truth which hurts a lot..

I was about to object Imran's statement when Zaid spoke, "Let's start the game and In sha Allah I will win because my duas are powerful"

"Wow! Nuska have some confidence that he will win " Imran smirked.

"Yaseer, arrange for the game" Imran ordered and with that we all prepared for the game of chess.

I hope Zaid wins..
Please Allah help him...
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Assalamu alaikum,

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