Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 18
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Farid stopped his car in front of a huge
building and surprising it was still open.
We both walked inside and took the
elevator to the second floor. There was a
small door open in the very corner of the
hallway, Farid walked right into that
small room and I followed him inside.
The office was empty.
Farid and I were both sat quietly inside
an office, I asked him several times but
he never answered any of question
properly. He just kept coming in and out
of the office as if he was waiting for
someone. It was past 9 pm and I have
quite a few missed call from my mother.
I texted her saying that I met my friend
at a convenience store and now we are
hanging out at McDonald that is open
24/7 anyways. Not quite sure if she
believed me, but she didn’t call me back
after that.
Farid came back inside the office but
this time he wasn’t alone. A middle-aged
smart looking man was also there, he
looked like a corporate worker dressed
in formal business attire and had a
brown briefcase.
‘Lets make this quick, I don’t have much
time’ The middle aged guy said as he sat
down right across from me, while Farid
took a seat next to me.
The man took out few papers and
scanned through it before pushing it
towards me.’What is that?’ I asked him.
‘It’s out marriage contract’ Farid
answered on his behalf.
‘Can I talk to you alone for a minute.’ I
walked right out of the office not giving
Farid much choice.
We were in the empty hallway now.
‘What? lets go inside and get this done’
He sounded so desperate.
‘This is not the right way, I can’t just
sign the contract and become your wife.
We need to call an imam or go to the
mosque to perform to find someone
who can perform our Nikkah’
‘Are you serious? Look I told you earlier,
this is not real. None of it is real.
Mr.
Brown is a well-known lawyer and he
knows all about my grandpa’s will and
stuff. He knows what he is doing, c’mon’
He pushed his hair back and walked
right back in.
I followed him inside and picked up
those papers again.
It was a marriage contract, valid for 4
months. Farid was responsible for all of
my personal and family expenses and I
was responsible for keeping our
relationship looking as real as possible
in the eyes of the law until he gets all of
the money from his grandfather’s will.
I shook off any doubts that were
dancing around my mind and I finally
picked up the pen and signed the
papers.
For a second, Farid looked amused
when I passed the papers for him sign…
Then he grinned and sealed the deal. We
were officially husband and wife for 4
months.
Mr.Brown scanned the papers and
emailed us the copy of it then we
walked out of the office and I didn’t feel
anything. At first I thought I will cry or
something but nothing happened to me.
I didn’t and will never accept this
marriage as a real marriage. There was
no Nikkah, there were no witnesses and
most importantly no one from our
families was here. It was just an acting
job really.
‘You okay?’ Farid asked me when we
got inside the car.
‘Yes, you?’
‘Hmm’
Farid stopped his car at the convenience
store.
‘I’ll see you in college’ I finally said to
break the ice because he didn’t bother
saying anything. He was so stubborn
honestly…I thought this guy had a plan
and now we were sitting in his car all
silent not knowing what to say. We
don’t know where to go from here.
‘Sure’ He didn’t even make a proper eye
contact with me.
‘You never fail to surprise me
Mr.Ibrahim’ I slammed the door and
walked back home alone. The only
difference was that now, I
was…technically married.
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