All Chapters of SCOURGED BEYOND REPAIR: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"The sacrifices we make for the ones we love, will one day be the death of us. Choose your sacrifices wisely."♣️ Sumaya ♣️Someone pinch me, so I can wake up from this living nightmare.I'm being sold. Yes, sold into modern day slavery in order to save my family from debt. Who does that? Who rips the heart right of the body of another person in order to save face? My parents, that's who, or better still, my dad."Are you trying to tell me you guys are broke, as in M.C Hammer broke?"Silence.I take a sweep at the pair of eyes staring back at me. Mum is fidgeting in her seat, her eyes everywhere but me. She better not be supporting this ludicrous idea.

"Live for you, do things for you or else, you will never be happy."♣️ Sumaya ♣️I need to see a doctor. ASAP!Why you ask?Well, I think I'm on stage one of Delusional Disorders.All because of a man!The said man is staring right back at me. "You are not real! Poof! Go away! Disappear right now!" I shut my eyes tight and open them again only to find him staring at me with amusement."I know what to do, I'll just go ahead and ignore you. You're not worth my time." I turn around and almost jump out of my skin, the bag I had earlier rolls on the floor and everything in it scattters across the living room."You too?" I direct at the imaginary images of Farouq's parents.

"Train yourself to accept disappointments, even if it comes from people you trusted with your heart."♣️ Sumaya ♣️Whoever said marriage doesn't come with a manual, Diploma or certificate deserves an award.It's been barely 48hours in my marriage and there's already trouble in paradise. I sweep my eyes across the empty room again and sigh. He left, without bothering to check in with me. Or am I expecting too much?No! I deserve an explanation or at least acknowledgement of my presence in the house. What will it cost him to let me know of his whereabouts? Absolutely nothing!I massage my temple with my fingers, a migraine seems to have made a temporary home in my head. I'm famished. I had a hard time falling asleep with the current situation at hand and don't forget the cold.

"You shouldn't care for people, who don't care for you."♣️ Sumaya ♣️As he shuts the door in my face yet again, I quickly jam my foot into the tiny gap and it collides with my foot, eliciting a bloodcurdling shriek from me.I regard him with a vein-popping type of fury."If you don't open this door, I swear, your relatives in the village will hear my scream." My tone is no nonesense and he quickly swings the door open.He takes a few steps back each time I approach him, as if he's suddenly afraid of me. Ironical, right?"What do you want?" He tries to sound bold but his stance betrays him.The disappointment that courses through me as I imagine such a question coming from my father, drains the life out of me.

"Don't wait for Karma, you may never get closure so return the favour equally and to your satisfaction."♣️ Sumaya ♣️Rule number 1: Forgive and revenge!You seem to have forgotten my sassy side, right?So let me refresh your memory . . .Remember when Farouq physically abused me, in public? And you thought that I had easily forgiven him and forgotten about it? Oh please!You clearly underestimated me, so buckle up. This ride, is not only going to be bumpy and rocky, it's going to serve as a life time lesson. At least, I hope so.With a villain like smile on my face, I survey the staged group of people who don't have an inkling of what is going on. They think they're here for the famous Sauti Sol band, which is tru