  &quot;Fareeda...&quot; His voice quivered as he spoke, not being able to comprehend what was happening right before his eyes. He couldn t believe it was Fareeda that was doing and saying these things to him. He knew that she initially hated him, so much, but he thought all that had changed since they got married, but he guessed he was wrong. His hatred was still alive in his heart.
  &quot;Unless you want yourself to be hurt, just peacefully get back to your own side of the bed and sleep peacefully, without your hand even touching a hair on my body. But if you re hell bent on making each of us regret, then move an inch close to me, and I wouldn't care what will happen to you, Mujaheed. Because you see, this prostitute, this filthy body, can do more damages than your brain can ever come to comprehend. Respect yourself!&quot; Her voice was rough, tough and darkened with painful emotions.

  She looked up at him and shook her head, more tears rolling down her cheeks. &quot;I understand what you might ve already started feeling about this child, but whatever it is, I won t bring this child into this world like I've told you before. This child is mine as much as it s yours and I can assure you I love it more than you can ever love it but it ll be so unfair for him to be brought to this world through me, Mujaheed. I can t do that, I'll have to abort this baby no matter what!&quot;
  &quot;Stop the nonsense already, Fareeda! What do you mean? That I can stay and watch you kill an innocent child? And that child happens to be mine? What the hell is wrong with you? Have you lost it?!&quot; He thundered so loudly that the four walls of the room echoed and Fareeda s body shuddered but she knew she wouldn t have to act frightened just know, she would have to stay firm for what she b

  &quot;Where do you think you re going, Fareeda?&quot; She heard Nenne s voice just when she was about to turn the doorknob to her chamber and enter, and Fareeda wanted to speak at the pitch of her voice. She stealthily turned to look at Nenne with a grim on her lips.
  &quot;My room, I'm tired, I need to sleep.&quot; She spoke, as a matter of factly. But she knew that wasn't the answer Nenne expected from her, and if anything, Nenne would really make sure she grind her meat tonight from the knowing look on her face.
  &quot;I'm not in for any of your uselessness, Fareeda. Where will you leave your husband?&quot; Nenne asked, moving toward her and Fareeda kept taking a few steps, she knew she would regret it if she made the mistake of letting Nenne touch her, that would be the end of her for today.
  &quot;What about him, Nenne? What am I supposed to do to him? He s downstairs of course

&quot;Fareeda...&quot; His voice quivered as he spoke, not being able to comprehend what was happening right before his eyes. He couldn t believe it was Fareeda that was doing and saying these things to him. He knew that she initially hated him, so much, but he thought all that had changed since they got married, but he guessed he was wrong. His hatred was still alive in his heart.
  &quot;Unless you want yourself to be hurt, just peacefully get back to your own side of the bed and sleep peacefully, without your hand even touching a hair on my body. But if you re hell bent on making each of us regret, then move an inch close to me, and I wouldn't care what will happen to you, Mujaheed. Because you see, this prostitute, this filthy body, can do more damages than your brain can ever come to comprehend. Respect yourself!&quot; Her voice was rough, tough and darkened with painful emotions. And when he looked into her raining eyes, he realized that she meant each and every word she had utt

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