Chapter Twenty One

Maryam's POV 

It's dark already and he still haven't returned yet. Oh Allah! where is Kareem? it's already dark outside. May be he is stuck on the road or probably work, but he would have called and explained. Wow! Like he would do that, there's no any chemistry between us and I don't even know why I'm hoping for something. Very stubborn man! He knows nothing than to always slam door. He doesn't even pity the doors, I'm very sure if those doors could have had mouth, they would have begged him to have pity on them.

Now, it's midnight already.... I think, it high time for me to go look for him. Why would I even do that? because, he's your husband and you have the right to know his whereabout. Still thinking about what to do, then I heard a honking of a car "Alhamdulillah" I muttered putting on my hijab. I'll have to ask him why did he come home late but what I saw next really made me speechless.

He was drunk.... Drunk?  Drun