Chapter 7
Sophia
It had been weeks since the incident with my period. I giggled, remembering what happened to my poor husband. He was stuck with me forever.
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"Is this what I asked you to buy?" I yelled at him and threw it away,it hit him on his forehead. He could never feel the pain because it was soft and fluffy.
"Buu_t you didn't tell me what to buy" he stuttered, looking mortified while I grinned wickedly at the back of my mind.
Pay back to the bitch because I never forced you to marry me and this is what my father used to do whenever I was on my period. I smiled evilly at my thought.
"I can't go back" he shook his head, as if he was trying not to remember what happened.
Whatever who cares. I rolled my eyes
"I don't care, I need it" I said softly, looking at the floor,faking tears.
"Oh who could think you'll be good in crocodile tears?" my brain snickered while I replied "shut up".
"Okey" he sighed agreeing, "what should I buy?" he gulped, looking everywhere but me.
"Tell the lady, you want to buy 'Always '. She will show you. And please when you are coming back, don't forget to buy me bars of ice chocolate" I said with excitement. I smiled sensually, nibbling my lips.
Who doesn't like chocolate!
He stared at me and smiled sheepishly while scratching his neck, before retracting to the door. He shut the door behind him and I jumped on the couch happily.
Here I come!!!
I was rewatching "The Fault in Our Stars ". I'd watched it almost like a hundredth time. I'd read the book but I preferred the movie more than the book.
I started crying, the movie was emotional. It wasn't easy to be a cancer patient. I pitied Isaac, Augustus and hazel. The movie plus stomach cramp would never let me be.
I hate menstruating!!!, Humph!!!
It used to make me emotional.
I cried unnecessarily, ate gluttony, and slept unconditionally.
I hated it!!!!
Why was I even a female?
I heard the front door open, and I marched to the door. "Who's there?" I asked in a high pitched voice, using the remote control as a source of defense.
I was foolish right?, I know.
"It's me wifey" I heard Yusuf's voice, another set of tears formed, I wailed loudly.
He rushed towards me while coming and he dropped all that he was holding.
He carried me to the nearest couch and put me on his leg. He soothed me, rubbing my back,telling me everything was okay.
I sobbed loudly, when I was done. I looked at him with my wet lashes, he rubbed my cheeks cleaning the traces of tears.
"What happened?" he asked gently, still rubbing my back.
I hip-cupped, "The boy in the movie died and you were late. I thought - thought, something has happened to you. I was scared" I told him. He shushed me and was telling me, sorry, that there was traffic on the way while I yawned.
"You wanna sleep? '' he asked me, looking at how my eyes were closing tiredly while I nodded.
He carried me to my room, tucked me under the blanket, he switched off the light and turned his back.
I held him back and shook my head, "please don't leave me" I whispered,before I was carried into the dreamland.
I woke up the next morning with the aroma of a brewed coffee. I smiled knowingly that he has made it for me.
For the next five days of my periods, he used it at home.
We watched films together, ate and played.
During that time, he was my comforter. My punching bag, my chef, maid.
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I was carrying my food from the kitchen to my room, when I heard my phone rung.
I rushed to the cabinet while I was chewing some of my food, playing chase and chewing with my teeth.
Tell me, who doesn't eat-walk?
I saw my mom's name flashed on the screen, I smiled widely.
"Assalamualaykum, Ummi*" I greeted her, I'd missed her, especially her food. (my mother in Arabic).
I heard sniffing from the other side, my smile reduced. 'tell her' I was hearing my uncle's voice in the background.
"Mom , what happened?, you're scaring me" I asked worriedly.
'has something happened?'
'is father okay?'
'is my brother okay?'
Millions of scenarios were going through my head.
Stop Sophia, you are thinking too much. Nothing happened. I barked at myself.
It calmed my beating heart a bit.
"Is your husband there with you?" my uncle asked.
"Yeah, he's in his room" I responded shakily.
"Tell me please, what happened?, both of you are scaring me" I said.
He sighed, "your father has...." he trailed off.
"What happened to father?" I shouted.
"Your father has collapsed and he has been admitted." he said in one breath.
The plate I was holding slipped, my world literally stopped moving. Everything stopped moving, it was like I was in kind of trance. I was hearing voices but I didn't know whose voice it was. My head started to spin, I held on the counter for support.
"What happened farosha*, I heard your voice. What happened?"he shook me, I shivered and looked him in the eyes. (butterfly in Arabic)
Tears were bawling out of my eyes, I didn't know what to say. I wanted to but my vocal and brain weren't compiling right now.
He shushed, telling me everything was okay. I shook my head vigorously in disagreement.
"Papa" my voice crooked, he nodded, showing me he understood what I wanted to say.
"Papa" I said again but no words were coming out.
"He's- - he's in the hospital" I bursted out in another wave of tears.
"Shhh,it's okay"he whispered.
"It's not"I shook my vehemently,"but he was okay last week, nothing happened to him"I rambled on while choking on tears.
"I understand,''he said, getting up.
"Where are you going?"I asked him,I needed him here.
"The car key,"he said,taking the key from the table along with his jacket.
He came to me and put it on his jacket and crouched down to put on my socks for me.
Then we headed out to the hospital
Chapter 8Sophia We rushed down to the hospital, I and Yusuf. I was rambling and sniffing because I didn't know what the future held.I was scared."It's okay,he will be fine," he said,rubbing my back soothingly with one of his hands and the other to drive.When we arrived at the hospital, I rushed out of the car without waiting for Yusuf to park.I walked straight into the elevator without seeing the security man who wanted to question me. Yusuf stood behind, answered all the questions. I'd pressed the button where papa was before he jogged inside the elevator before it closed.I strode out of it and saw ummi ,uncle shuaib who was my maternal uncle and my younger bro. Ummi was on the floor crying while Uncle shuaib was comforting her.I ran to ummi and started to tea
Chapter 9Yusuf He had been watching her since the previous week that her father had taste to death. She hadn't cried out, her lips were always quivering and he always noticed a lone tear on her face which she quickly cleaned, murmuring some words under her breath.He was tired of this brooding even though she disliked him which was 100% opposite, he missed her. He missed her lively presence, the twinkled of her nose, the mischief in her eyes and the knit of her brows when she was concentrating on something. Or the glimpse in her eyes when she opens a new book to the emotional breakdown when her favorite characters were killed. He knew the pain of when someone close to us died but this was too much. She wasn't crying out, she was killing herself inside little by little.She was miserable.He'd called her best friend to come so m
Chapter 10Sophia "Adé mí*, your food is ready. It's on the table," I called out to Yusuf- my husband. (my crown).I didn't know what else I could do again. I was tired of making his life hell because he said it made him fall harder. He was such a cheesy cool guy.Since past months, I'd been trying but didn't stop myself from my wifely duties like cooking, maintaining the house, caring for him-because that was my duty.Well, I was grateful to Allah for granting me him because he was very tolerable, understanding and patient with me even after all my tantrums. He said I was a fire and he was a moth who was always drawn to me.He liked to tease me with every opportunity he had. He also cherished me with gifts and surprises, especially the bars of vanilla chocolate.Oh
Chapter 11“One thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemy”.~***~ I have been feeling amazing since I woke up. I couldn't stop the radiant smile on my face as I entered the bathroom for my daily routine. I performed wudu*(ablution) and face the qiblah*(where Muslims face when praying), pray two rakatain*(standing) Fajr*(dawn) and Subh* (morning prayer). After praying my obligatory prayers, I sat on the musolah* (praying mat) and ask forgiveness. May He, the one who forgives, forgives, pardons all my mistakes that I did intentionally or not.My beautiful smile never left my face till I entered the kitchen and started to cook my husband's favorite food. When I was through with cooking and arranging the dishes on the table, I went to his room to call him only to meet him halfway, looking unorganized."Your food is ready," I smil
Chapter 12Sophia POVI was drenched from head to toe when I entered his house that I called my home. I didn't know how I got my way home or how I entered the bathroom, removed my soaked dress and changed.I was heartbroken, I was hurt. My heart was bleeding with betrayal and my soul was crumbled with lies. All his promises of love and caring was just a game to him.I knew I was nothing compared to his handsomeness, wealth but why did he marry me?.It hurt.After I was through with my two nafila*(two volunteer prayers), I took the Quran and read it because I know that He who heals the heart would heal mine. The recitation soothing my soul and heart, luring me to a peaceful slumber.I woke up around 7:00 pm when I heard the horn of Yusuf's car. I got up from the praying mat, making my way t
Chapter 13Sophia POV"My ex." The word resonated round the defending silence of the house. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.Was he cheating behind my back?Why did she come back?Was he going to leave me for her?.Millions of unanswered questions swam in my head.When he noticed my unresponsive self he continued,"But it is not what you're thinking, wifey," he rambled quickly.My nose flared up. Lying again, how dare he!."Then explain to me, what is it?" I said calmly, trying to calm the rate of my beating heart."After I was through with the client, she came crying; telling me about her dead father and I was just comforting her, that's all. I swear to Allah, there's nothing between us. Everything was over between us since last year," h
Chapter 14Sophia POV I couldn't believe he didn't believe me. It was true no one could love me.I was nobody.He could never love someone with a disturbing past. I was nothing, just a pawn. My insecurities were really surfacing. The memories, I wanted to forget. I didn't want to believe it but...He never gave me a choice, except to accept that I was no one.I sat at the fountain crying when I heard my phone rang, "Assalamualaikum. Who is this?" I hushed out and looked at the screen, seeing it was an unknown number."How are you, Sophy babe?" I heard Zainab's voice on the other side of the phone.The nerve of her!How dare she!."What do you want?" I growled. This woman was really gettin
Chapter 15"Please, I'm sorry! What have I done so wrong to deserve this?!" The tied little girl said looking nowhere in particular.The room was dark. The cold night breeze was entering through the opened high window. The girl's half naked body reacted to the cold tied to the chair.The girl was slapped on her cheek making her taste the metallic substance in her mouth-blood."You! You are an error since the moment you were given birth to. You are a mistake. Unfortunate, failure, ill fated. You destroyed my life. I don't know why your stupid, fool of a mother gave birth to you. No one will love you. This is where you will rot," the unknown person said while holding her hair tightly, as if wanting to remove her hair from the scalp."Please P..." She was interrupted by a hard slap on her cheek."If you dare complete your senten