CHAPTER 6- THE CHANGE~ Ayesha💕

A Y E S H A :-

It's been three weeks since that incident which changed my life drastically. These three weeks felt like three long years for me, I didn't talk much to anyone only my mom use to come and talk to me and I would just respond with single answers or just a nod, not because I am a robot but because I have no words left to say, whenever I see my family I am always reminded of how I disappointed them, how big of a disgrace I am to my family.

Aunt ayeeza and her family and also her son, my to be husband, came and saw me after some days of that incident, and she instantly liked me and she wanted to make me her daughter in law as soon as possible, and to my surprise when her son I mean farhan saw me he said yes instantly, after seeing and analyzing me he said yes for this wedding seriously? I think some-

I was cut off by my thoughts when murat came in my room with an cautious face and said,

"Ayesha, you ready? We have to go to your college remember?" He reminded.

"Yes, I remember." I answered shuffling down from my bed.

"Fine, I am waiting come down." he stopped for a moment as if he wanted to say something but stopped the last second and closed my room door.

In these three weeks everything changed me and murat do not talk properly I mean we talk but not same as the old times, I never knew in my life I will ever talk to my brother in a formal way, I feel very weird, I feel everyone is judging me, from the neighbour across the street to a random delivery person, my mind has been all over, whenever I look at someone's eye, I can see the disappointment in them, I can feel how everyone thinks of me, a disgrace.

My friends like the angels they are, immediately reached for me, to talk to me, but I couldn't talk to them too, my mind is all over the place, I know I am being brat showing attitude, but I just can't, so today I decided to meet them at college, apply for withdrawal form, which will cut my name from the university, in which I studied so hard to get in it, maintained my grades up throughout the semesters, just to pursue my dream of getting my degree in my hand. My dream of being independent, about to be crushed because my father couldn't believe me. And Danish, well he wasn't in touch with me even before the incident, so to avoid everything, I blocked him. I felt he was ignoring me, and as much it hurts me to say, I reflected on Sakina's words, maybe it's true he was playing with me, and this is the best way to end things.

Not in the mood to get ready, and also because the weather is cold at the end of September, the autumn winds hitting in making me cold, but again I am always cold wherever I am. I wore my abaya, and wrapped my hijab around my head.

I quickly wore my sandals and grabbed my sling bag placed on my shoulder, as I went down I saw mom giving tea to dad and coming back to kitchen, I quickly made my way to kitchen and when mom saw me I gave her a  smile she smiled back with a hint a guilt in her eyes, I hugged her from behind, my arms around her shoulder.

My mom has been my constant supporter in these three weeks, she fought with dad for me but I stopped her because it's useless, and it would create problems for her, I can't, in fact no one can blame her and I have accepted my fate I have learned it and I am trying to be happy, pretending maybe? at-least infront of my mom and brother the only persons who care about me deeply.

"Good morning mama." I said inhaling the scent of warm banana bread which she baked, and was cutting into thin slices.

"Morning, my love." She patted my cheek.

Placing a slice on a plate, she passed me and I started to gobble it down immediately, the sugary taste calming my nerves a bit.

"Ayesha," my mom called out.

"You sure you want it? Your college, you worked so hard to get in it, studied like a champ, it's not fair to you," she said placing her hand on shoulder.

"Do one thing, apply for a leave for a month and I will talk to Farhan about it, you could complete your education, I won't let humza know about it?" She asks with hopeful eyes.

Her offer sparked me, giving me hope but it couldn't be hidden, it would be obvious,

"You sure as hell are a rebellious woman, but I am not," I chuckle eating the last bits of my cake slice.

"Besides I don't think, he would be happy with it, if my father could object, then that is husband." I say setting my empty plate down in the sink.

"I am sorry my child, I can't do anything for you." My mom whispers her eyes tearing up.

Placing my hands on her shoulders I say,

"There wasn't anything you could do mama, you tried everything you can, and it didn't succeed, which means it was meant to happen. And you as you always say, 'and we plan, and allah plan, and Allah is the best planners of all.' Right?" I ask swallowing the lump in my throat, my mind registering what I said, a new hope in me, maybe it is for the best?

She kissed my forehead and I wiped her tears.

"Are you going to invite your friends?" She ask carefully as I snag another slice of banana bread, sugar is my coping mechanism.

"Yeah, I mean they should be here, I like their company, and they deserve to be here, It would hurt them if I directly say them I am married instead of I am getting married."

"Do we have Invites printed?" I ask.

She nods and goes to her room and picks a few and passes to me, the card is beautiful golden design on a off-white background, names Scribbled on it beautifully, the names the way of font doesn't really describe the feeling of the ones getting married.

"Will give it to them." I say stuffing them in my bag.

"Today will be the last day of yours in that college." I whipped my head at baba's direction as I entered the living room, to see wheater he was really talking to me.

"What?" that's all could come out of my mouth.

"After today you won't be going anywhere."

Oh. Figured that.

"As you say." I whisper.

"Will be back by afternoon." I say to my mom and gave her a hug.

"Murat will be taking you there you will not go alone." Baba warns,

That gave my heart a painful tug my dad my baba doesn't trust me, of course he doesn't. Not after what he did three weeks ago.

"Okay." I said And sling my bag over my shoulder.

I went outside the house to see murat waiting for me in his car, rounding the car, I sat in the passenger seat.

Through out the ride me and murat barely exchanged a word which was not normal for me it was not like murat is angry is on me it's just that he is disappointed, in himself, in me, in this whole situation, and I am upset of him because through out my life I had murat on my side and Always will, but now I am just upset. I know it's not his fault completely but holding into false hope makes me sleep a little better knowing everything happening is not because of my ability to speak for myself, everywhere.

As the car came to stop, I picked up my bag from my lap and unfastened my seatbelt. "Should I come with you?" Murat asks,

"No you don't need to, unless you got a order to keep a eye on me from baba." Words fall out bitterly from my mouth.

Guilt flashed in his eyes, making me feel bad for my words,

"Ayesha I trust you, You can go by your own, I won't follow you, and baba didn't said anything like that." He pried his eyes away from me.

He definitely did, but Murat doesn't wants too.

"He asked didn't he?" I whispered, hurt coaxing me, rapidly blinking back my tears, I stormed out of the car, I could feel the judgmental and scrunching gazes on me but I ducked my head down and walked my way to medical building.

I went to the office and went inside principal office to cut my admission and to be added to the list of drop out.

Yes now I can proudly say that I am drop out of university how great!

*note the sarcasm*

Sitting In front of my principal I sighed looking around as the office attendant brought a withdrawal form with him and the principal looked at me throughly confused why am I withdrawing at my final year.

"Are you sure, miss abbas that you want withdraw your name you know this is your final year and you will be in great loss if y-" My principal Mr. Ozdemir asked me, he's a great principal any university could ever have, sixty years but the old man still had a great knowledge and experience which amazes everyone.

"I am sure about it." I cut him off, he looked at me through his glasses which was on the bridge of his nose.

"And may I know your reason?"

"Actually I am..." I trailed off

I gathered all my courage and told what one day I have to tell everyone about it.

"I am getting married." I let out.

"Oh so thats the reason..." He looks at the empty withdrawal form in front of him and then back at me.

"Yes so now can you just... just withdraw my name?" I asked hesitantanly.

He props his elbows on the glass top of the table,

"Okay here is the deal, how about you take a leave of month or so? Your grades are exceptional, and speaking a little selfishly, I don't want to lose an brilliant student."

"I wish I could do that Sir, but.." I trail off , his offer sounding like a good deal to me, a part of me wants to be rebellious and do this as my mom suggested too, but the other part majorly wants to leave everything.

"You want to do it." He states and I look down at my lap.

"Well I get it, getting married means responsibility and all, but my child education is a very important prospect in life, more for a girl. An ambitious girl like you, this is your final year. Think about it."

"There is nothing I could possibly do sir, I am bounded by my family's decision albeit how much I want to study further." My throat is clogging up, it won't be nice to cry sitting in your principal's office.

"Does your Fiancé wants the same thing?" He asks and I look at him confused, "For you to not study further."

I had no answer for it, I don't even know my fiancé thoroughly, how do I know his decision, "I haven't really talked to him sir."

He looks at me for a moment and then at the withdrawal form, "Okay let's do this thing, I will give you a leave of two months, mid- terms are going to start at the end of November, you would have plenty of time to prepare and I would excuse you if you get low marks, talk to your partner about it, make a decision and meet me at November for your verdict. How is that?"

His offer sparked my interest, I want to say no but something in me makes me blurt out, "Alright, Sir."

I really said that, didn't I?

"Fantastic." He claps his hands putting the form back in the drawer. "Meet you in November then."

I stood up from my seat passing him a smile, "Thank you sir, Have a good day."

Stepping out of the office, I started to make my way towards cafeteria, being the last working day of the week, the strength of students is relatively lower today, but that still didn't eased me and I could feel the calculative gazes and hushed whispers around me, feeling the erratic pumping of my heart my clammy hands clutched my bag tightly, while passing the basketball court, someone whistled as I passed by and paid no heed to it and kept walking.

"Aye, proposal girl, how was your week? Bet ya it was chaotic." I stopped in tracks hearing someone call out to me.

Gritting my teeth angrily I considered walking away but decided against it, and not to give them anymore resolve to talk about me, turning towards the group of pupils standing near the bleachers, I walked towards them casually.

The boys and few girls there I recognised to be my juniors, who we had invigilated during their mid term practical exams,

"Ohho, Damn girl are we getting a chance to propose you now? As you know your lover boy was rejected miserably." His friends snickered with him, the boy who remembered named, Bolut Fazli, the boy who begged me to show answers while invigilating, to reply him I cut his marks off in his answer sheet after collecting it. Bolut turned towards me feign shock and fear,

"Damn but please I am scared of your father. I could propose you somewhere silently, ya know?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and his friends hollered to him.

Smiling I stepped towards him and say,

"Sure, somewhere silent, best place." He gives me an impressive glance.

"Because no one could hear your scream when I murder you cold blooded." I tilted my head smiling at him, his obnoxious smile started to slip,

"And then my father could come and chop you into small small pieces, Snip- Snip." I raised two fingers and motioned the scissors cutting sign.

"And all of you." I turned serious, amusement gone from my tone, the rest of his group looked at me wide eyed,

"If I see any of you standing here gossiping about me rather than studying as you should, Remember your marks are in my hand. Junior year, Batch number J-16 right? Home room Incharge, Mrs. Aylin. My favourite lecturer, what a nice lady." Everyone stood up straight.

"My one statement and you all, all of you will have your marks in danger. I know all of your faces and names, Bolut Fazli, Jacky, Jazmine. Should I say roll numbers too?" I don't know but I am still testing the waters.

His whole group grabs their stuff, and scramble away leaving only Bolut here,

His face was contoured in feign boldness with trace of obvious fear, "Keep your greasy nose out of people's business, or other wise," I cracked my knuckles, threatening him, "I will break it. Now what are you waiting for Christmas? Go away, Now." With a start he grabbed his bag and scrambled away tripping on his way.

Shaking my head I made my way to cafeteria and hold the handle of the glass door, holly hell I really did that? I... I stood up? Damn I like my badass side. Usually it is Sakina who is everyone scared of, and now..are they..going to be scared from me too? I like that.

Talking a deep breath I opened the glass doors and entered, the warm cafeteria air hits me calming my nerves, the chatter of students, the warm smell of baked goods and junk food fills me making me nostalgic.

Spotting the table where my people usually sit, which is tucked away in corner, away from people and noises, as safa says.

Sania and Safa were seated together and on the opposite side of table, Sakina was seated alone, with her bag on the chair next to her, my heart tugged at that, Oh how badly I am going to miss them.

I approached them and saw sania and safa doing a crossword puzzle together on the paper, while sakina sat opposite to them aimlessly stirring her coffee, a half eaten burrito wrap sat In front of her.

Safa and sania was busy doing the puzzle, Some notes and their lunch placed on the table, silently I stood behind Sakina's chair placed my hands on her eyes startling her.

"Oh god, are we in middle school again?Who's this?" She asked agitated,

A smile found way to my lips as she failed to recognize my hands.

Safa and sania moved their heads to my direction and excitement filled their expressions, before they could squeal I shook my head and mouthed them to be quiet and pointed at Sakina. Safa clapped her hands excitedly.

"Ok, Boo- hoo I give up, I don't know who you are please tell me safa? Sania? Somebody help!" Sakina said bored but curiousness laced her tone,

She recieved excited chuckles from them.

"Remember who used to do this?" Safa said.

"Who? Ah I know Tom cruise, Of course I don't remember, Ahh I can't now tell who the hell are you!?!" She said wiggling out of my grasp full agitated.

I bend my head towards her ear and whispered.

"So now you dont even remember me huh?" She stopped wiggling and froze in her seat, chucking to myself I removed my hands from her eyes.

She snapped her head back so fast to see me. I wonder if her poor neck is alright. I was smiling widely at her and out of nowhere she stood up and hug me... well basically squeezing me to death.

"I- I-ca-can't bre-breath" I said desperately in need of air.

"Do you think I care dumbo!" she said while hugging me tightly.

After what felt like eternity she left me and pull me to sit beside her.

"Alright sakina she is not only your friend and she definitely isn't hugging only you." Sania said and got up to come over the other side to hug me and safa did too.

After our hug session we were back to our seats. All were smiling widely without saying anything, the table next to our was curiously looking at us, Sakina turned towards them and snapped her fingers which were decorated with numerous oxidised rings, "What are you looking at? Eat and get lost you dimwits."

Laughing at her we all were having a great time until Affan and Imran came and I froze and saw sakina's smile disappear.

As they approached the table sakina face me while facing her back to boys. I look at them and back to sakina then back at them, Affan were smiling at me and Imran was standing beside him, almost using him as a shield, and passed me a guilty smile.  I did smile back but not as brightly as them.

"Ayesha. how are you doing?" Affan said while taking his seat.

"Brilliant." I smiled replying.

Imran cleared his throat, "About that day I am really-" Imran started but I cut him off.

"It's All right, Imran. I know your intentions were pure, you didn't wanted all of it. But it happened, and I am sorry about my brother... um injuring you." He had a blue eyed, which is eventually faded but still visible.

"Meh." He shrugged trying to humour,

"Nothing a big boy like me couldn't take."

I cracked a smile, "And I also want you to know that I couldn't keep friendship with you now. I am sorry Imran. But I have too. You were a great friend to me. But I don't deserve a friend like you."

Guilt coats his features as he nods,

"It's All right. No need to apologise. I respect your decision. It was great having a friend like you. Goodbye Ayesha." He say giving a two finger salute and saunters away from out table and exit the cafeteria.

"Um you guys talk, I should probably look at him. See you later." Affan gets up as well swinging his backpack on his shoulder, "Call me later?" He says to Sania and she nods giving his hand a squeeze, with a last nod Affan exit the cafeteria as well.

I blink back my tears swallowing the lump in my throat, I hate loosing friends. But this is life. Sania patted my hand and I shook my head assuring her.

I looked at my friends to see them giving small careful smile, I could feel sympathy coaxing the smiles, it looked like they were sitting in front of a ticking bomb. I had to do something to divert their attention.

Noticing Sakina playing with her food, I nudged her softly, "You wanna know something?"

She quirked an eyebrow at me, and nodded her head quickly.

I smirked "You need to guess that dumbo."

She whined, "You had to do this, didn't you?"

"Oh c'mon it shouldn't be that bad I know you guys can guess." I said gesturing them to think, and as everyone was deep in thinking and suddenly sakina jumped excitedly in chair,

"Tell me you are going to see avengers and you have extra ticket so you are taking me with you pleaseee! and I call dibs on Captain America!" she said well practically screaming.

"Well, Sorry to disappoint you but no." I said while laughing. She hung her head down and I patted her back.

"Don't be upset I'll take you to meet them sometime but Steve Rogers is mine." I said before she could reply safa jumped in her seat.

"You are taking us to potter land!" she screamed as everyone laughed.

How badly I am going to miss them, thank god At least I got the last chance to take it all for a lifetime of good memories.

"Oh safa sorry but no. you guys are so bad at guessing game." I shook  my head with a disappointed look while smiling. I must say this is a genuine smile after weeks.

Sania gasped and whispered "Are you getting married?" I looked at her wide eyed and then smiled while nodding.

Sakina jumped from her seat "Hey! I already called dibs on Steve, how can you marry him!" She said while frowning playfully.

I laughed, "Well I wish that I was marrying Steve instead!"

"Haa! You wish he is mine!"

"Then what about dorok?" Safa said carefully gauging her reaction.

"What about that Olaf?" Sakina asked with an unmistakable tint on her cheeks.

"Seriously guys? Whats the matter by the way?" Sania asks impatiently.

"Sooo," I leaned against the table and all of them bend thier heads towards me as if I am going to tell a secret,

"I. Am.Getting. Married. Really." I whispered.

And I was taken aback, by thier reactions.

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A/N:-

Oh no our main character.... She's broken 😞🥶

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