The secret marriage.

The usual morning of  Fatima was boring and it irritated her to do all those works, alone. She was used to loneliness but in her heart always wanted company. She felt the need sometimes but did not give in to any needs. She looked the wall clock saw that time was ticking away quickly finished her breakfast wore saree with matching blouse. She always put her long hair in a bun. She looked professional but very elegant. She just came out of a broken marriage shunned out by her family for breaking the marriage as according to them she had brought shame to them. Her phone rang as she entered the office ' yes sangeeta I am in office  now' sangeeta groaned ' you are  always busy' she smiled ' yes what to do I have so much works to do' sangeeta did not listen to her ' I don't know anything you have  to meet someone' she rolled her eyes ' for God's sake sangi' she just laughed ' 'you have to come tommorrow' she finally agreed  ' OK I will come now let me do my work bye' sangeeta chuckled ' OK bye see you tommorrow' she grimaced this sangeeta was crazy how she always forced her to settle with a guy which she firmly refused every time. She could not trust any guy after this abusive marriage.