A Story of a Wife!

I will go crazy Look at my form, I have become a beggar, I am tired ...
He sat down next to me and said: You always quarrel, sometimes you talk to me with love. I pushed him to the side, he fell silent. I was exhausted, now I was thinking I will just get a divorce from him, I also talked to one or two of my cousins ​​who were lawyers, they assured me that we are with you, get a divorce from this bastard. I was thinking he will come home today so I will just tell him divorce me. I was waiting, he came at 10 o'clock at night ... The children were asleep. He kissed the foreheads of both the children, kissed their hands, then sat on the bed and called out to me: Shahnaz give me bread! I lay down for a while, he called again, Shahnaz! Listen, get up ... I was silent, he came to see me, I closed my eyes He covered me with a blanket and said: Gets tired all day Then I went to the kitchen, looked at the food, there was nothing to eat ... I put salt and pepper in a cup and mixed some water in it and started eating dry bread. I was watching, I started thinking in my heart: it doesn't even die, he ate the food and fell asleep. The next morning we started arguing over something. I said to her: Just divorce me. I can't stand it anymore. I'm tired. I tore her clothes in anger. As soon as he heard the name of divorce, he became silent, quickly changed his clothes, then took his bike and started going out. I shouted: God willing, he will die, my life will be lost from you ... He parked his bike outside and went into the room, wrote something on a copy, and left. I was cursing, I was tired of crying, I was cursing him, I had decided not to live with this man anymore. Two or four hours passed, and I started to go to Mecca, taking the children with me. There was a lot of noise in the street, I was crying, there was a knock on our door, I opened the door, the whole village was standing in front of my door carrying a bed, I was wondering what happened ...? A boy was talking on the phone, Yar Akbar had an accident and he died. As soon as I heard this, doomsday fell on me, I became silent ... The bed was placed in the courtyard, everyone started talking about digging graves, some started seeing the time of the funeral, the announcement started in the mosque ... Akbar was lying on the bed in front of me, who? Believe he is dead I started screaming: Akbar get up, I don't ask for anything, I don't want anything, I don't even talk about divorce😢
I started kissing her feet ... Akbar get up my soul wake up, look, look I'm not going anywhere, I have to stay with you I will be hungry and thirsty, don't leave me like this ... I cook and bring food, are you hungry ... ?? But it was too late, he had left me. I kept screaming but she fell asleep in the dust. After he left, I began to see the colors of the world, I began to see the relationships change, then all those who were mine began to turn away, the world began to look at me, the children began to look for Baba, now who came to their sleep Will kiss the forehead ?? Who will give me a voice, who will bear my bitter tone ...? The house was taken away from me, I did not even give the share I was entitled to, I started stumbling after Akbar. Even the children don't order anything now, they know Baba is no more ... My own brothers also turned away, I belong to the people She started working as a housemaid. One day I found her diary, on which it was written: I am very happy to marry Shahnaz, I love Shahnaz very much ... She is crazy, she doesn't understand at all, she keeps arguing, look, she didn't give me food today. She says: Bring an expensive mobile phone, how can I not bring it ... ! Today my children were abused by my brother, I cried a lot, my children are my life ... Shahnaz has a fever, what is that poor thing enduring for me, God willing, our situation will change, then I will give Shahnaz all the happiness in the world She doesn't give me food anymore, I know she's angry with me ... I have eaten dry bread with salt and pepper, today I have a brick in my back, the wound is very deep ... I won't tell this to Shahnaz, she will be upset, poor thing. The doctor was saying 15 stitches are needed, today I am injured, she is saying give me a divorce, I will die because of this ... I am angry now, I will recover. I put the diary on my chest and started screaming and crying ...😢😥😢

A companion is a companion, isn't he, as he was, he was my shadow, he was my shield, after that I have stumbled upon time and understood where both of me were with him I come home exhausted, now I'm broken, I'm alive for the sake of the children بس Otherwise, when will it end ... I hurt myself, why I was arguing with her, why I was harassing her, why I was dreaming big when I saw people, what life would be like if she was with me. Will I be forgiven ... ?? God will forgive me ... ? I could not support him in difficult times, he did not have the courage I used to be mean greedy, now most p