《You, my Punishment (Islamic Story)》Chapter 66
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I looked from Aneel to her. What was she doing here? Is he.. is he going to leave me?
"Sahra" Aneel said. I stood up and placed the guitar aside. I went over to them, avoiding any eye-contact with the girl.
"Maryam is going to stay for the night" he said. I raised my eyebrow. What? I looked at Maryam and saw her smirk. It looked like she had been crying.
"And may I ask why?" I said looking back at Aneel. He rolled his eyes. And he had the courage to do that? Bringing this girl to spend the night in my house?!
"Because she has nowhere to stay" he said. I placed my hands on my hips.
"Well, she can go back to the place where she had been for two years." I said. I saw Maryam taking a step towards me.
"Oh just shut up" she said walking towards me but Aneel blocked her way.
"Just because you can stay here doesn't mean you can talk like that to my wife" he said and I smirked. Maryam looked with wide eyes at him and nodded. Well, she had to know that Aneel was bipolar. Why so shocked Maryam? 'Our Prophet wanted us to be the best to our visitors. So even though we don't like them, we have to be welcome. Treat people like you want to be treatened', the voice said and I sighed. It was right. I then half-smiled at Maryam and lead her the way to the guest room. We had too many rooms in this house so she could sleep in one of them. I took her to the room which was far away from Aneel's. I took some guest pajamas from the drawer and placed them on the bed.
"If you need anything just ask" I said and walked away. Just before I went out of the door she grabbed my arm.
"Don't. Touch. Me" I said while pushing her arm away from mine.
"I won't let him go, you understand? I won't" she said and I smiled. I actually laughed. Like, seriously?
"Okay girl, listen. I don't know where you get this confidence from. I am nice because you are a guest. For one night. Did you got dumped? That's why you are here? I don't trust you, and I am sure as Hell that Aneel doesn't trust you either. So save your energy" I said closing the door. I didn't know where all that came from but it did me good. Not that I had to be bad towards her, but I finally stood up for myself. I finally did it.
I walked over to Aneel's and saw Aneel there on the bed with his phone in his hands.
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"I have to work tomorrow. You too?" I asked him. He looked at me for a second before looking back at his phone.
"Yeah, I will take you" he said and I smiled. I took my clothes and changed in the bathroom and took wudu before coming back. I put on my abaya and a scarf and started praying. I felt Aneel's eyes on my back the whole time but I ignored it. When I was trying to get out of my abaya I heard Aneel.
"I'm sorry" he said. My head snapped up at him.
"What?" I whispered. Why was he saying sorry?
"I'm sorry, but she really looked bad. She had nowhere else to go" he said. I just nodded.
"Its okay, I understand" when I said that, Aneel looked at me with wide eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. Its okay, really" I said and he just nodded. I felt bad. We never talked anymore and it really made me feel bad.
"Tomorrow.. Can we talk tomorrow?" he said. Now he wanted to talk?
"I don't know, with work and stuff. I think it's going to be busy" I said. I didn't know why I did it, but I was scared to hear the thruth that he didn't want me anymore.
"Please, I need to talk to someone" he said and I felt what he meant. He wants to talk to me..
"Okay" I said. After a few seconds I felt an arm around my waist and my back was pressed against someone.
"Thank you, for being there, always" he said. I turned around, facing him.
"Thank you too, that you were there with me.. I mean, in the hospital.." I said. He nodded and closed his eyes.
I didn't know what time it was. The only thing I knew was that it was pretty late. Aneel was sleeping and I was just watching him. I didn't sleep or anything, I just watched him. He was beautiful, too beautiful..
"Today.. Today when you were there with me, I realized that you will be there with me no matter what. Thank you.. I.. When I sang that song, I realized that I.. that I love you. I don't know how it feels or what it is but something inside me screams that I love you. I love you. I love you. And I believe it. I believe that I love you. Because my heart beats faster when you are around. Because I get always happy when I see you. Beause I am always hurt too when you are hurt. But when I saw you with her, I realized that its just one-sided. I know that you can't forget her. I don't even want to think about what can happen when you start to forgive her. Forgive her for lying that she was alive all this time. I really want you to believe in Allah again. To have faith in Allah. I don't know about you but I really thank Allah everyday for giving me you. It may sound stupid because we never got along before and we were forced into this. But I.. I felt what home was like. Home, here, with you. I love you.." I said, wiping the single tear from my cheek and placing my head in the crook of his neck. His grip tightened and I closed my eyes.
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I heard voices beside me so I opened my eyes slowly. I groaned when the sunlight hit my eyes and I closed them again.
"Hamza, if you ever call me again in the morning I will cut you in pieces" I heard Aneel snap. I smiled and turned towards him, putting my arm around his waist.
"Hamza, go away. Go spend some time with your wife, she is going to think that you cheat on her with me" he said and I laughed. I heard him ending the call and placing his arm around my arm which was around his waist. I placed my head on his chest and he played with my hair.
"At what time do you need to be in the office?" he said and I rolled my eyes.
"Good morning to you too. In the afternoon" I said. He didn't say anything else and we layed like that for another hour. When I got tired of laying there I sat up and brushed my hair with my fingers. When I looked at Aneel, everything from yesterday came back. I felt my face burning and I avoided his gaze.
"I am going to take a shower. Just.. just be nice to her" he said and I nodded. I stood up and made my way to the kitchen and saw that Maryam was there, preparing breakfast.
"I am sorry, I thought I should at least make breakfast" she said and I smiled. I didn't know if she meant it or was just acting nice.
"What are you making?" I asked and saw her breaking eggs.
"Oh just an omlet, I know that Aneel loves them for breakfast" she said and I started to laugh. Then I shook my head.
"He actually hates eggs. He only likes coffee for breakfast. But its okay, I like it" I quickly said the last part when I saw her face fall. She smiled at me and was busy with the omelet when I was making coffee.
"How.. how long have you been married?" she asked. When I looked at her, I saw that she had it difficult.
"Almost a year, I guess" I said and she nodded. After that none of us talked and we went over to the dining table to have breakfast. Aneel was still showering, he always took his lovely time to shower for an hour, so we started eating.
"It's really delicious" I said and she smiled. I don't know, I wanted to act nice to her. And I meant it.
We started putting everything in the kitchen when Aneel came out of our room. He was already dressed and was busy putting on his watch. When I looked closely, I saw that it was the watch I got him.
"Sahra, get ready" I heard him say so I made my way to the room. I put on clothes and my scarf and made my way back. I saw Maryam putting on her jacket.
"Are you going?" I asked her. She looked at me and nodded. She didn't say anything else and went out of the house. I turned to Aneel.
"Did you say anything to her?" I asked him. He just rolled his eyes.
We were outside the building and I was waiting for Aneel to lock the car. He made his way over to me and grabbed my hand. My eyes widened but I smirked a bit. He leaned towards my ear.
"You look beautiful, I mean, with the hijab" he said and before I could say anything he dragged me into the building. People were looking weirdly at us. I guess they weren't expecting that the wife of Aneel would be so ugly. When we went to my office, I saw that the furniture I wanted was there. I smiled and made my way over to them. I already had a plan in my head where to put what. When I saw the paint, I got more excited and started to giggle like a little kid. Aneel rolled his eyes and told me that he was going to say hi to his dad. I thought about to go to Masara and thank her, so I made my way to the reception. There was another girl behind it and she looked at me angrily.
"Is Masara here today?" I asked her. She rolled his eyes.
"We don't do visitors. This is a luxe company, so please visit the workers outside" she said and I smirked. Like, really?..
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Final Editing Done (04-11-2016)
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"I-I should be heading to my room now." I told him not in anyway ready to face him."Turn around." He instructed."Your fiancee may w-wake up soon to use t-the bathroom or discover no ones t-there." This would definitely not be a good look.Stop stuttering, I mentally chanted."She won't." Was his response."Please, I must head back to my r-room." I informed him, it had already been too long since we were in the bathroom alone."You won't be getting out of here until you comply with my instructions." He informed. What game was he playing!I obliged and did what he said slowly turning around with my eyes tightly.***********Unedited!
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