Chapter thirty

Maryam's POV

"This is it!  This is the cloth!  MARYAM!!  How could you do this to me! How could you?! Was this not the same dress you had wore this evening?  Then, immediately you arrived home you pull it off and placed it neatly here, right?".

"Ka...kareem that dress....that dress-"

"Yes the dress....." He inquires.

"The dress...the dress..was...was....". I keep stuttering. I couldn't even find the right word to say.

"Talk to me woman, or else, you won't like the other side of me!". He fummed.

"It was.....it was....was ...he....it was...."

What's wrong with me? Why can't I talk?

"TALK TO ME MARYAM!!!!" He roared and I jolt up in fear. 

"Kareem, please forgive me....I....