ALINA'S POV:

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"Uff.. Uff.. I didn't complete my assigment. Mister Raza will punish me now. He is going to insult me infront of everyone in class." Ayesha my friend said making a bad face.

"If you are so scared about being insulted in the class than you should have done your work at time." I told her while reading my book. She place her head at my shoulder, "You are the most intelligent girl in the class. All the teachers likes you so much, so you have no worries like me." I smie at her childish complaint.

"Well, I do my work on time, I prepare my tests nicely, that's why they all likes me. I think you should do the same and you will get yourself liked by all the teachers. The bell rings and her heart came in her mouth, "Oh God, what should I do? I am still one paragraph behind."

I take my register out and place it in front of her. "Here, you can show this to him, I learn my lesson by writing it over at rough register." She hugs me and that's when the door open and sir Raza walks in. "Good morning sir" we all stood up to greet him. "Good morning class! How are you all today?" We replied in fine in one voice. He demands one of the class girl to collect the assigments from class. All of us handed over our assigments and start our today's lecture.

The whole day went by so good in college and I was damn tired now. I was waiting outside the college for my brother to take me home. Nearly after five minutes of waiting he arrives at his bike.

"Come on"

"Aslam o alikum" I said while sitting behind him. We headed for home. As he drops me at home he said taking off his helmet, "Make biryani in lunch. I will eat at home." I nodded and head inside.

"Aslam o alikum Ami!"

I said loud enough for the walls to shake. "Walikum Aslam! Meri gudia agai? (My doll is here.)

"Yes ami, Today was very tiring." I sat on the couch, "Take rest, until I make lunch." Ami said but I stood up shaking my head and ran in the kitchen, "Bhai told me to make biryani for him. He will eat at home." Ami kissed my forehead, "Go to your room and change, I will make biryani. You are tired." I smile at her and went in my room to chage. I had a warm bath and sat over bed to do my homework. Nearly after an hour mother calls me outside for lunch and at same time bhai walks in the house. I went in the kitchen to eat my lunch. I came outside with my plate. Bhai took one spoon and spilt it out, he stood up and placed a hard slap at my face. "Is this you call biryani? Why did you put so much salt in it?"

"Osman.. How dare you raise your hand at my daughter. I am the one who made biryani." Mother came in yelling at him. I put my plate down on table and ran in my room.

He is always very abusive. Sometimes he abuse with words and sometimes with hands. But this is the first time he has slapped me direct on face.

I locked myself in my room and stayed there, I hope one day I will get out of this house and thrn I will never come back. I prayed in my heart.

At night I finally open the door of my room. I don't want any drama before Abu comes home. I wash my face and walk out of the room. Ami stands up looking at me and hugs me. I pat her back and drink a gass of water.

Nearly 9 o clock abu and bhai came back from work. I served them dinner and sat next to ammi. "Shaista, One of my friend has told me about a famiy. He showed Alina's picture to them and they liked her very much. They want to come tomorrow over lunch to meet us."

"But, Agha sahib, Alina is still in college." My mother talks toward my rights. "Do you have any objections Alina?" Abu asked me directly. I look up at him and shake my head. He smile proudly and looks back at ami, "You see, my daughter is my proud and she would say anything that is not liked by me."

I kept eating with my head down. The next day I took a day off from college and prepare lunch with mother. Father decided to stay at home as well. Nearly at 2am the doorbell rings. Mother said from the room, "They are here." I walk in my room and abu head outside to open the door for them.

After a minute I heard their laughter. From my room window I saw my mother was serving them drinks. Nearly after two minutes she calls me out. I walk outside, "Aslam o alikum." There was a lady, a little elder than my mother and a guy who looks very handsome and a girl, who is elder than me and looks married.

"Come here dear, sit with me."

That lady said, I sat next to her. "Mashsallah, your daughter is so beautiful." She turns to that guy and pats her arm,  "Ahsan is really a lucky guy." I smile looking down at my hands. My fiancee is very handsome. She takes a ring out of her bag and said, "I liked your daughter when I saw her in the pictures, so I came here with all the preparations." She held my hand and place the ring on my finger. My father kissed my forehead. "Now we will take our daughter with us. I want a close date."

My father laughs, "Why not sister. Now she is yours daughter and yku can take her whenever you want." My dad gives them the 2nd of next month because on 5th her daughter is going back to america. I stood up and went in my room. I have only 7 days in this house and then I will be off to someone else's life. I look at my ring and Ahsan's face came in front of my eyes. I smile and sighed. I take a picture of me and send it to my friend that I am not coming at college anymore and that I am getting married soon.

My friend was shocked and happy at same time because she was surprised to know that I am getting married before exams. She asked if I continue my studies and I told her no. Though we live in Turkey and people around us are open minded and modern but my father likes to keep his tradition and his rules of Pakistan close to his heart. And it is compulsory for each member of house to follow them with each breath.