"Your brother Altaf has eloped and run away with Pervez Hussain's daughter Fatima," Grandma said to my mom as she entered our house crying.
"What? When did that happen?" Mom asked shockingly.
"Last evening, your brother ran away with that slut. He took away my gold jewelry and some money too. The Hussain family is claiming Fatima also stole gold jewelry and money from their house," Grandma replied to my mom.
"What will happen now? The Husain clan is powerful in the village. They always had a grudge against our family because we rejected their marriage proposal for me," Mom told Grandma.
"Right now your father and Pervez Hussain, along with some more guys, have gone to the police station," Grandma told my mom.
I knew my uncle Altaf had been secretly having an affair with Fatima Hussain for a year now. My uncle was 27 years old, and Fatima was 20 years old. Both of them were adults, but we lived in a village in northwest Pakistan that still had old tribal customs, and eloping with women from another family was considered an attack on the family's honor.
30 per cent of our village is comprised of the Hussain clan, and as I went to the village square to get some household goods, I could feel the tension in the air. Some men of the Hussain clan were looking at me as if I were the one who eloped with Fatima.
I quickly went home after making my purchases. Mom was not at home. My younger brothers told me she just went to her grandparents' house, which was a few houses away. They also told me that I was asked to go to my grandparents' house once I came home. So I quickly went to the grandparents' house.
Grandpa had just returned from the police station. He said the police will only look into the matter of theft, as breaking the family's honor was not criminal, and that we will have to settle the matter ourselves. Pervez Hussain had now complained to the village council against our family. The village council was supposed to be conveyed at 6 p.m. at the village square, as all the council members would be free from their other duties.
Grandpa told me I would have to represent my household as I was the oldest adult male present in our house. I had just turned 18 years old. My dad worked in a Gulf country and used to come home just once a year for vacation. I was sure why my family was to be present at the village council meeting, as my father's and grandpa's families were both from different clans.
My father had settled in this village after marrying Mom so that she could have family support while he was away for work. But anyway, I thought I would have to go to support Grandpa, as I did not think he had any support from the rest of the villagers.
In the evening, Grandpa and Grandma both came to our house and told Mom that even Grandma and Mom were summoned to the village council meeting. This was strange because women were not allowed or summoned to a village council meeting unless they were accused of a crime.
Mom got dressed up in her hijab just like Grandma, and we all headed to the village square. When we reached the village square, I saw that most of the men who were present were from the Hussain clan. The village council was held under the tree. The five village council members were sitting on the plastic chairs. All the other 30 or so men were standing. There were no other women present, as per custom.
When the meeting began, Pervez Hussain accused my grandpa and grandma of helping their son elope with his daughter. They also falsely accused Mom of harboring Uncle and Fatima in our home so that they could carry out their affair.
Grandpa, Grandma, and Mom denied even knowing about the affair. Only I knew of the affair because I once saw them kissing on a farm. But I had kept their affair a secret. No one knew that I knew about their affair.
The village council had about 3 out of 5 members that belonged to the Hussain Clan. After deliberating for half an hour, the village council concluded that since a girl from the Hussain clan was taken by a member of our family, we need to marry a girl from our family to the Pervez Hussain family.
Now we did not have any unmarried females remaining in our family, so my grandpa asked the village council to give us some time so that we could find an unmarried girl among our distant relatives and then get her married to someone from Pervez Hussain's Family.
Pervez Hussain objected to my grandpa's suggestion and said that my uncle must be dishonoring his young daughter right now somewhere, which means his family is getting dishonoured too, so the only justice is that one woman from Grandpa's family must also get dishonoured tonight. Pervez Hussain further stated that since his daughter is young, they will choose Mom to be dishonoured instead of Grandma, who was 65 years old. He further stated that four members of his clan will take part in my mom's dishonoring, and it should take place right here in this square as a warning to others from eloping with women from other families.
One member of the village council who was not from the Hussain clan asked Pervez Hussain why four people should be allowed to dishonor my mom when only one member (my uncle) had committed the act of dishonoring his daughter.
Pervez Hussain explained that his young daughter is half the age of my mom; therefore, two people should be allowed to dishonor Mom for each day his daughter is away from the family. So two people times two days so far, therefore four people should be allowed.
All four of us got scared at Pervez Hussain's suggestion. My grandpa rejected the proposal and asked Mom and Grandma to head home. But the Hussain clan men stopped them from leaving the meeting. Grandpa and I tried to fight the men, but we were quickly subdued by the men. Mom and Grandma were screaming at the men to leave us.
The village council agreed with Pervez Hussain's suggestion and told him to carry out the punishment. Pervez signaled his son Rashid, and Rashid, along with his cousin Junaid, brought an old mattress that was stored nearby. They placed the mattress in front of the village council.
It seems to me that this was all already planned, and the village council meeting was just a sham.
Rashid and Junaid then went towards my mom and dragged her towards the mattress easily. Mom was forty years old at the time of the incident. She is about 5.4 feet tall, and her vital stats are 36c-32-38. She has a fair complexion, a pretty round face, and dark brown waist-length hair. She has a bit of a plump body type with thunder thighs and a nice round ass.