Laila My Love - S01 E18

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Laila My Love - S01 E18

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.