《The Secret Life of My Husband, The Professor ✔️》46| Her Truth
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"You never miscarried," He said, standing there holding a briefcase tightly.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Do you take me for a fool, Wahaj?" Ibrahim replied, "Did you honestly think I would not find out?"
"I...I..." I stammered not sure what to say. He moved past me and into the apartment.
"I assume he is sleeping," He said, looking around.
"Why are you so sure it is a he from when I was pregnant?" I asked after all these years as this was the only question that may keep my voice down.
"Are you sure you were the one who wrote the paper about gene manipulation because if you were, you would now that we could decide the gender of the embryo(s), and I decided on a boy(s)"
I smiled widely at his confession, "I knew you were a liar,"
"Lila is snooring loudly," A voice came from the room beside the living room.
Silence.
We both looked over to find Layan standing there, "go inside, I will come in a second," I spoke after the long silence.
I looked over at the professor who seemed to smile at the young girl without meaning to as he catches himself and spoke emotionless, he didn't seem catch on, "Probably best that we speak later," He said before handing me the briefcase that he held tightly.
"I didn't know you had him(them) if I did, I would have been there," He spoke.
Still refering to an embryo(s) of a boy. He still didn't see her, he still didn't see what I sow, he didn't see how they resembled him.
"After everything ?"
He nodded before he left as his last words were, "I will see you in the restaurant beside the hospital tomorrow at three,"
*****
I looked over at the briefcase he left after I took the girls to my rented car. It contained information but not like before it wasn't about adult me but younger me. It included a scene that I always remember in my dreams.
*FLASHBACK *
We were in a basement, a mostly empty place covered in blood, A huge man who was stapped in the chest was there.
I climbed into the bed, wrapping my arms around him. He leaned into me, hugging me softly. "I love you, my shining light."
"I love you too," I said softly as best as I could for a five-years-old.
"I need to go," He whispered weakly.
"No." I started to sob.
"I'm tired. I can't fight this anymore."
"Noooo," I said sadly.
"Promise me something, Wahaj."
"What?" I asked.
"Promise me that you won't ever let anyone take that light away from you."
"I p-promise," I whispered.
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END FLASHBACK *
But in the document, I was reading it wasn't like I remembered. It stated that the blood that filled the entire floor wasn't my father's but a young deceased girl. The man who was shoot who Mr Black believed he killed wasn't Muhammad my father but my grandfather. My father's hair was always as blonde as I sow the profile photo; he resembled my father so much. He was in his mid-40s when he died in that basement.
My father never got shoot.
That is why my grandmother wanted me to forget the basement. It was where her husband died. I continued reading those articles and documents as it reviled somethings I wanted to forget but had to face.
'You are infertile!'
The words circle round and round my head, whether my eyes are open or whether I try to close them. I try to keep reading the articles because I've always been able to lose myself in an excellent paper before, but this time, it doesn't work.
'You are infertile!'
He's lying.
Of course, he's lying. I'll ask my father; he'll confirm that all these papers are false and I'll know without a doubt what a liar he is.
My feet feel heavy as bricks as I sow my father enter the apartment. I fix my eyes on him.
He's lying. Of course, he's lying.
I walked to him as I held the papers in my arms, dropping my shoulders; tired and heartsick because he is my father, and the guilt etched across his face answers my question before I even ask it.
"Please. Please just tell me it's not true."
His ensuing silence simply confirms it all.
I drop my head slowly and shake it from side to side. "Oh, Baba. Baba..." I choke out.
"We needed money, Wahaj," He flares, his voice shaking defensively. "Mr Black's daughter accused me of rape and ruined the rest of my life; I had to kill her."
"You l-"
"I didn't know what she had done, or about the gene thing, all I knew was that I had a life before she ruined it by telling her lies as I was expelled from school and everyone refused to hire me, I was sent to juvenile retention. My mother spit on my face every time she looked at me, all from a lie she said so her father won't be mad at her. She ruined my dreams and life by accusing me in front of her father. Years later, when Mr Black asked for revenge, my father was there to defend me telling him that it was him. He died while you and I hid in the cabinet. You left first and went toward my father while I stayed silently inside it." He held himself from crying, "after I knew what her father done to her and the amount of money that it would bring me after my mother shunned me out, I rebuild my entire life around it."
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I shut my eyes tight.
"How do you think I built the broken empire of Yilmaz's family, how do you think I was able to afford you not being a maid and becoming a doctor. Do you think people like Mrs chamberlain will give their money away for your therapy, your education, and let your aunts and your grandmother live there for free?"
My father.
I open my eyes back up. My voice starts at a whisper, but with each word the consequences of what he's done bombard me and my volume rises in pitch and tone.
"You had no right!"
"Do you think happy ever after, happen to people like us... No it doesn't, you have to work harder than rich people to get a quarter of what they have,"
"YOU HAD NO RIGHT!" I shout, ignoring his excuses. "You sold my own life without telling me,"
"Told you for what? Wahaj, you were in preterm labour, because you were trying so desperately to keep your mind off of him that you were working yourself to the bone and stressing yourself out!"
"I was having his child!"
"It isn't his child!" he shouts right back. "He would've played his games again and then left you worse off than before! I told you not to marry him. The embryo, Layan, is formed by multiple DNA and is created for the sole purpose of being a headliner to the new market,"
"And Lila ?" My heart broke.
"she is just to showcase the side effect of not using gene manipulation. It is to formulate this market."
I shut my eyes tight once more; cover my ears. "No," I repeat, trying desperately to think straight.
"Layan genes will be sold for no less than 10 million dollars," He smiled.
"You will never get near her ," I flare as something else hits me. I dropped my hands and glared up at him. "That's why you wanted me to take revenge on him. Isn't it? you wanted him to take revenge on me and end my life so you would get Layan and Lila."
His nostrils flare. "No, Wahaj. I wanted you to avenge him just like I took revenge on her. I took the life of your mother, and you should have wanted to take the life of him after everything,"
His face fell, "I knew you'd believe his lies about how sorry he is; how he would've stayed with you. That's what he's been telling you, isn't it?"
I glower at him, unable to deny it.
He snorts. "It's so easy for him to say all that now when everything is within his grasp. I knew that you would've never been able to resist him."
His words cut me to the quick. "Is that how little faith you've always had in me? That you think I can be taken in so easily? That I'm incapable of making the right decision, the right choices for my daughters as well as myself? All this time, I thought you were my father! I thought no one could love me more than him, and I left grandma, my best friend, my aunts and chose you, but it turns out that you've been the one playing god!" I sneer.
"I wasn't playing god, Wahaj! I did it for your good because, after the transaction and the new market open, you don't need to work in any hospital or to work two shifts to cover the medical bills, medical school bills or the apartment. After all, once we sell those genes, we will be able to afford everything, I will even build a hospital for you to work in once you are done."
"Is that what you tell yourself to sleep at night?" I snicker. "That you did this for my good? That you kept the truth from me for almost five years for my own good! four years of seeing my daughters grow up for MY OWN GOOD?!"
He doesn't answer me.
"No, Diab," I say tiredly. "No matter what you say, you took away my choice; you took away their right."
"They aren't yours or his," He refuses to back down. "Alexander is a good man for you."
"I DON'T WANT ALEXANDER" I shriek, gripping the top of my head. "That's why I never initiated anything! He is n-" I stop and press my lips together angrily.
"Alexander isn't the one you wanted," he finishes for me anyway, because he knows me like the back of my hand. The same way, I once thought I knew him.
"You had no right," I repeat while tears stream down my face. "You had no right. You were my father. My father!" I cry out. "I trusted you with my life, with my daughters' lives! I've always trusted you to do what's best for me! I've trusted you to act like my father! And you...you...you had no right to do what you have done," I sob. "father? I wouldn't have expected this from my worst enemy!"
I take the briefcase and turn round and sprint back to my car with the girls in the back seat, sleeping.
"Wahaj!" he calls out. "What the hell, Wahaj!"
For people asking how many chapters left, There will be only nine chapters to go, and I finished writing them, I will refine them and publish :)
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