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Sila.
"What you want to wear?" I asked, holding a white v-neck and gray button shirt. Arsalan look at the shirt confused before pointing to the white shirt. I nodded and put gray shirt back. I walk over the bed where Arsalan was sitting wearing a pair of dark jeans. I smiled slightly as he holds his arms up and I pass it from his little arms and then pulled down to his head. I straighten it and patted his shoulder. He quickly climbs down on his bed and walk over to then wall length mirror. He looks at himself frowning and turned to side before shaking his head.
"I don't like this one. I want to wear that gray shirt." He says stubbornly crossing his arms making me sigh. This is the 3 times he do this to me. Before this shirt, he tried red T-shirt, blue button shirt with a brown jacket and now this white V-neck he tried and he didn't like it.
"You sure because after that I am not going to change it. Okay?" I looked at him sternly. He pout and nodded quickly. I walk back to his closet and pulled out the gray button shirt before changing his shirt again.
"This is good." Arsalan smiled happily looking at himself in the mirror. I smiled softly and kneel down to his eye level. I bring the black jacket from behind me and make him wear it.
"Now you look perfect." I said and smiled when he wrapped his small arms around my neck. I chuckle and carefully stood up. My legs are still in pain and I have to be careful while walking on stairs. We walk in Hussyan room and saw him standing by his bed with phone in his hand.
"Dad." Arsalan call Hussyan from my arms and smiled when Hussyan look at him. I raised my eyebrow in surprised as I saw both of them almost wearing same clothes. The only difference is that Hussyan is wearing a plain gray T-shirt while Arsalan was wearing button up. Both wear dark jeans and jacket. Both hairs were set on their right side. Both of them wear regular black shoes.
"Ready to go?" Hussyan asked, taking him away from me. I sigh mentally and step back because I know Hussyan didn't like me standing close or next to him. After he comes back from the meeting, he announce that we are going to dinner at someone house. He said we and I don't know if I am included in that we because no matter if we are married Hussyan didn't see me as his wife. I am his wife for everyone, but not for him.
"When you two will be back?" I asked Hussyan quietly as Arsalan run downstairs. I looked at Hussyan and saw him looking at me confused.
"What you mean by you two? You are also coming with us. I want you down in 10 minutes ready." Was all he says before he walk down after Arsalan and left me surprised. A part of me is angry and another was happy. Angry that why didn't he tell me before. Happy because maybe he starts to see me as his wife.
I walk back in Arsalan room and take out my cloths and accessories that Afrah Bhabhi bring for me from home. I quickly change into a black Pakistani dress and wear my hijab after some light makeup to look fresh. I wear some bracelets and rings before stepping into my wedges to walk down. I smiled as I enter in the living room and saw them doing hand wrestling.
Hussyan was smirking while Arsalan was sweating and putting his all energy to slam his Dad hand on the table. I walk toward them and standing behind Arsalan. I saw as Hussyan got tired and was about to slam Arsalan hand down, but I interrupted him by putting my hand on Arsalan and turn it on the other side. I could feel Hussyan confused gaze on me, but I didn't look at him.
"I win!" Arsalan yelled as we slammed Hussyan hand down. I smiled when Arsalan did a little victory dance then throw his arms around my neck to hug me tightly. I chuckle and hugged him back before looking at Hussyan. He loses, but he was smiling softly Arsalan. His smile disappears when he looked at me and stood before tearing his gaze from me.
"We should go or else we will be late." He clear his throats causing Arsalan to pull back and nodded. I stood up and pick Arsalan when he held his arms up at me. I stumble a little as he was getting heavy, but I didn't complain. I already missed 2 years of his life and now I will do everything he wants.
"Dad, where are we going?" Arsalan asked as he buckled his seat belt. Hussyan looked at him with a sigh.
"On dinner with an old friend of mine." Hussyan replied and close his door before sitting on driving seat and pulled out of the driveway.
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I swallow and looked at the house in front of me. I step out when the Hussyan door backseat door to take out Arsalan. I look at Hussyan and saw him smiling softly at the house. I don't know we are coming here. If I know he mean this old friend then I will never come here. Seeing this place to bring memories that I tried to forget. Hussyan started to walk forward with Arsalan next to him holding his hand. I slowly take a step forward and felt my heart and breath getting heavy. I stop next to Hussyan and he press the doorbell.
"W-Why are we here?" I asked Hussyan and try my best not to show any kind of emotions. He smiled, but I know there is something else behind his smile.
"My new business partner call us for dinner at his house. Don't you want to meet him after a long time?" He asked and I didn't miss a look in his eyes that I can't name it. I feel like he is doing this on purpose or maybe he know what happened 2 years ago on that day. No, if he knows then he wouldn't bring me here and asked many questions related to that day.
"It is not that. I was just-" I was cut it off when suddenly door open and maid step aside to let us in. Hussyan, Arsalan and I take off our shoes and went inside. We always take off our shoes when we used to come here. There has been always dark blue carpet on the floor. His parents didn't like anyone walking with their shoes and that is why they put the carpet in here.
"Hussyan." I smiled as I saw the women that used to make us her special muffins when we come here and she even send to us at school and college.
"Assalam-o-Alaikum." Hussyan give his Salam and leaned down to let her place a light kiss on his forehead.
"Walaikum Assalam Syan. How are you? Uzair tell me that you are coming with your wife and son." Aunty smiled and turned her face to right before looking down at Arsalan. He smiled shyly and hide behind me. I chuckle lightly at his reaction. Arsalan is always shy to new people. I looked up and saw Uzair Mom staring at me with a confused look.
"A-Assalam-o-Alaikum Aunty." I smile nervously and looked at Hussyan as he give me a blank look.
"Walaikum Assalam Sila. I thought Hussyan was going to bring his wife." She mumble more to herself, causing me to look at Hussyan and I saw an evil look in his eyes.
"I bring my wife. My second wife." He says second with a glare. I blink back my tears and look at Aunty when saw take a step forward. She smiled and pulled me into a motherly hug. After exchanging hugs and some words, we moved to the living room where Uzair Dad was sitting on couch watching news on Tv. He look back when he heard his wife calling him. He smiled at us and we give our Salam before sitting with them. Hussyan told Arsalan to go and greet them.
"Syan, glad to see you finally here." I freeze when I heard Uzair voice from the door. Hussyan looked back and smiled, but I didn't dare it. I feel my heart stop when I heard his light footsteps coming closer to us.
"I have to as you want to meet my family." Hussyan says and stood up walking past me to Uzair. I close my eyes and smile mentally when I thought of him counting me in his family. "Come, That is my son Arsalan." I open my eyes and saw them standing in front of me with their back toward me.
"A-Assalam-o-Alaikum." Arsalan shyly gives his Salam and look away. I smiled when I saw his cute face looking at everyone with a pout as we all started to laugh softly at him.
"Walaikum Assalam Arsalan. How are you?" I saw as Uzair take a step forward and kneel in front of him.
"I am fine, thank you Sir. How are you?" Arsalan smile proudly when I saw Uzair surprised face from the corner. I chuckle lightly and shake my head at the teaching I gave him after Hussyan tell us for dinner.
"I am fine thank you."
"So, here is my wife." I feel bitterness when Hussyan say wife. He glared at me for a few seconds before masking it with a fake smile. I held my breath and stood up when Uzair turned around after standing up. He is frozen as he saw me and his smile disappear. He looked at Hussyan then at me.
"She..." Uzair trailed off and looked at Hussyan confused. Hussyan sigh silently and nodded.
"Yeah, Sila is my wife." Hussyan smiled at him, but Uzair can tell it is fake. He looked at me with a glare and before turning away from me. I sigh mentally and shake my head at the memory of that night started to come back in my mind. I can't think about all that right now.
I have to be strong and talk Uzair first to make sure he didn't say anything to Hussyan about that night or else everything will be ruined. If he tell him, then Hussyan will never believe me and again do what he wants. I can't risk of anything again. I have to do something to take truth out of those people and the truth of that accident and night when Hussyan left 2 years ago. I have to do it soon.