All Chapters of He Was an Orphan, Then He Became My Lover: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

With long strides that were almost a run, Samar approached her uncle Haj Helmy’s fabric shop, where her brother Waleed worked as an accountant. As soon as she reached the shop, she found numerous people coming and going. The place was crowded. The store was one of the largest and most important fabric shops in all of Sayyida Zeinab. She walked directly toward the front of the shop. There she spotted her blue car parked a few meters away. That meant Waleed was still inside and hadn’t gone anywhere with her car. Her phone began ringing. It rang several times, but she couldn’t hear it because of the noise surrounding her. She finally noticed it and started rummaging through her handbag to find it. It kept ringing without stopping. It was probably her friend Lamia, calling to hurry her up. A loud scream escaped Samar the moment she collided with something solid she hadn’t seen because she was busy searching for her phone and because of the crowd around her. Before she knew i

A state of intense tension and anxiety had taken over the entire hospital.Doctors hurried toward the operating room, while the nurses quickly arrived after preparing themselves to assist the doctors. Everything had been sterilized and prepared for the operation.Hag Elmy sat in a corner on one of the chairs near the operating room, his head buried between his hands as he repeatedly prayed to God to save him.If anything happened to Omar, he would never forgive himself for as long as he lived.His daughter was the reason this had happened to him.And now, Omar was fighting for his life.Meanwhile, Waleed stood beside his uncle, leaning his back against the wall. Beside him stood Ismail, his aunt's husband, who had rushed over the moment he heard what had happened.As for Ghalia, she sat alone in a corner at the end of the corridor.Her tears refused to stop.She rested her head against the cold marble wall behind her, staring ahead with exhausted, grief-stricken eyes.Her clothes were

.Then he began slapping her across the face repeatedly while still gripping her hair beneath her hijab.Her screams grew louder as she desperately cried for someone to save her from his grasp.But there was no one to hear her.The place was completely deserted.She tried to kick him in the leg.He groaned in pain.She struggled to break free, but her strength eventually failed her, and she collapsed to the ground.He bent over her and tore off her hijab.Then he tried to assault her, attempting to rip open her clothes from the front.At that moment, she felt as though her life was ending right there.She had completely lost any hope that someone would come to save her.She moved her legs wildly and helplessly.The blood drained from her body.His foul breath burned against her skin.She felt sick with disgust, as though she were about to vomit.She was on the verge of losing consciousness, but she fought desperately to remain awake, hoping that she could somehow fight him off.Her sc

She couldn't believe what Nadia was saying.How could he leave the house without anyone knowing where he had gone?And why had Yusuf lied to them, telling them that Omar had traveled for an important work assignment?She sighed helplessly, then picked up her handbag and prepared to leave quietly."I'm sorry, Nadia. I swear I didn't know. May God reassure you about him. God willing, he'll come back. We'll wait until Omar returns safely, and then we'll discuss the wedding date. We should be going."Before they left, Sirin whispered to her fiancé,"I'm sorry, Selim."After Selim and his mother left, Yusuf shouted angrily at his wife."Have you lost your mind, Nadia?! What the hell was that?!"She answered calmly,"I didn't say anything except the truth. Or are you going to deny that Omar actually left the house? You keep telling a lie until you start believing it yourself."She didn't give him a chance to respond.She quietly walked away as though nothing had happened, leaving him burnin

He knocked on the door of their apartment after coming down from Omar's place.His wife opened the door.The moment she saw him, she asked,"How's the boy doing, Elmy?""Let me come inside first, Souad..."She stepped aside, giving him room to enter.Once he was inside, she closed the door behind him.He walked over and sat on the first seat he came across.She sat beside him and repeated her question.He answered calmly,"Thank God, everything turned out fine. Come on, get up and make him something nourishing. Make some chicken and vegetable soup. The boy has been living on IV fluids and that useless hospital food for a whole week."She immediately stood up, speaking energetically."Of course! It'll be ready in half an hour, حاج."She hurried into the kitchen to prepare the food.Meanwhile, he remained seated, resting his head between his hands in exhaustion.The past two days had been exhausting.He had stayed with Omar throughout his entire hospitalization.He had never left his si