| Novel Name: | Sunehri Dhoop |
| Writer: | Umm E Maryam |
| Category: | After Marriage |
Most Attractive Sneak Peak Of Sunehri Dhoop By Umme Maryam
"The three-day-old bride was standing alone on the roof. Her long, thick hair reached her waist. There were long scratches on her face and neck, from which the blood had collected and formed a scab. She walked forward carelessly and arched along the lattice attached to the temple. Now the fields were being plowed in front of her. The wind suddenly picked up, and dust and dust began to fly like whirlwinds on the tarred road leading to the city. Cattle were tied outside the four walls of the house. In the plowed field, a man was sowing with a bundle of cloth pressed to his side. While a dignified man dressed in white was standing on the temple and raising his hand and talking to the man sowing. That tall man was the husband of the bride standing on the roof. When the girl's eyes fell on him, her heart suddenly filled with emotion and her mind seemed to be in a state of excitement. She suddenly started screaming and shouting. The man standing on the temple looked back, slightly startled. For some time he stared at the crying girl standing on the roof, then he started walking towards the mansion and entered the mansion and in a few moments the man was in front of him on the roof.
"Abir, what is wrong with you, yes, Bobo...?" As soon as he came closer, he grabbed her arm by the elbow and shook it vigorously. As soon as she came to her senses, she started looking at him with eyes burning with tears.
"Why are you going crazy?" What was his tone? It was harsh, pitiful and serious, although sometimes this tone dripped honey. It wasn't even that old.
"Come down, if you see me on the roof now, I'll break your legs." He said bitterly, pushing her aggressively towards the stairs. There was no softness or gentleness on his face.
"Osama... Osama! Believe me, this is my first marriage to you and I am innocent. You..."
The sharp slap of his steel hand didn't let him finish his sentence.
"Shut up your nonsense, I haven't asked you for any explanation. Understand." He shouted at the top of his voice. Abir looked at him with wide eyes, dumbfounded. She couldn't say anything.
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He pulled back the curtain of the window and opened it, then a cold gust of wind touched her hair and spread into the room. Outside, a white sheet of snow was spread all over. The high mountains, the tall trees, the grayness of the roads were also covered with a white blanket of snow. The air was dominated by the color of silence and sadness, or so she felt. The fire in the fireplace of the room was bright. But inside it, it was like a glacier had frozen. The new place, those new people, and the deception on it. The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Although she had never been a part of this deception and deception, but when the conscience is alive, anxiety is also destined for the misdeeds of her own people. At once, her gaze settled on a scene. In the mixed light of the frosty morning, as if the golden rays of the sun suddenly began to shine everywhere. Whoever he was, walking along the road in a tracksuit, he suddenly stopped near a rose bush. Bending down and breaking a half-open rose bud, he suddenly became the cause of a beautiful addition to the whole environment. Some scenes undoubtedly have a magical attraction in themselves. She too was lost in this scene, she was absorbed in her own thoughts. He moved forward, carrying a half-opened rose bud with him. She was startled when she heard the sound of laughter. When she turned around in surprise, she found Sara in front of her, and bitterness had dissolved in her throat.
"He is very handsome... isn't he? Respected, he is a famous businessman here. This time, he will be our victim. I have taken all the information, Ma'am!" With her hands folded on her chest, Sara was providing information with great enthusiasm. Abir's heart was pounding.
"In fact, Anna has even started to throw her beautiful and sensual threads at him."
Abir pursed his lips and tried not to let anything be inferred from his face.
"Did you have any business with me?" He reached the peak of his naivety. When Sara's face was lit up with feelings of insult, she said.
"Ma'am has a message for you. Finish your studies now and get involved in business. Things are going very badly these days anyway. This third one has changed its location but no prey has been caught. "
"So this is not my problem." Abir expressed some displeasure. "Yes, why is it your problem? You have only come into this world to indulge in luxury, sell goods, so we are a money-making machine, right?" Sara continued speaking with hatred. As if the feeling of this sinful life turned into regret and made her feel bitter. "Who forced you to become a machine? Whatever you are doing, you do it of your own free will." Abir started telling her without holding her back, Sara felt like she was on fire. "Shut up! You have no right to insult me.
"I am not insulting you either. I am stating the truth. It is a different matter that the truth is very shameful." There was not only regret in Abeer's tone but also ridicule and contempt. Sara kept looking at him.
"You are not a nobleman either. You are a part of the same system." She had screamed. Abeer's face had turned black.
"This is my bad luck, but remember, I will not live in this mess like you." Abeer, while remaining calm, had set Sara on fire. She had been uncontrollable in her anger and had pounced on her. The next moment, both of them had become entangled. At the sound of their screams and curses, Mam, Anna and Aina had come running from the other room. Seeing them scratching, dragging and abusing each other, Mam was truly shocked. They, along with Aina and Anna, barely managed to free the two from each other. Mam, motioning for Anna and Aina to take him away, started staring at Abeer, whose hair was disheveled.
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