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Apr 2014
He sits so near
I can hear his heart pumping
He turns around, moving closer
I can hear his breathing, so hard
He touches my veil
I shyly avoid his hungry eyes
He removes my head gear
I hold my head down
He lifts up my chin
I can now see the man...
for the first time...
He plants a kiss on my forehead
nervously , eagerly
So...
He is the so called husband
I am the so called wife...
To him... obey I should
To him I surrender my innocence?

In complete silence
A new episode begins
The crumpled silky bed sheet
stained with ******'s blood
Did I hurt myself?
Should I stay silent?
Show me
The evidence
We are married ....
Sharina Saad
Written by
Sharina Saad  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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