《Criminal in love (Muslim romance)》21 Mine
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It was 9 p.m when I was leaving office, I got a call on my mobile. I had to blink twice to believe it is happening.
"Yes, Sarah. Everything alright?" I knew it isn't a social call.
"I am at my clinic. I'll wait for you. Meet me here" she said. I know the urgency in that tone.
"I'll be there soon" and I hung up. What would have happened for her to call me? Her clinic is like 30 minutes from my office, and with traffic it is going to be about 1 hour journey. It's already 9. What s the emergency?
I drove like as fast as I could and reached her office 10.15 p.m hoping she is still there. I tried to open the door but it was locked. So I tapped the door and call Sarah on her number. Within a few seconds the door opened, my angel stood there.
"Come in" and she stepped aside to let me in. When I stepped in, she closed the door and locked it. She looked tensed. Something has happened to upset her.
"What happened?" I asked her, she walked me to a room which I figure is a receiving room. Beautifully decorated with my flowers. A small satisfaction crept in to me. She kept the flowers.
"Sit. We need to talk"
"Tell me, I came as soon as possible because I knew it has to be important. You wouldn't have called otherwise" I told her which is the truth.
"Your nana came to meet me today"
I was shocked. I really was. What the hell?
"Why?"
"To warn me. To warn you" eyes averted she replied.
"What did she warn about?" I am going to have a conversation with nana about this. My patience is weaning off with her meddling in my personal life. And I will not tolerate anyone messing with Sarah.
"Warn me of encouraging you to have a relationship with me, which will apparently wouldn't end up well for both of us. And warn you, if you dare have a relationship with me, I will have to pay the price"
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So, she is after Sarah too. Damn!!! This is why I kept away from her for so long. This is why I did all that old hag wanted me to do for the last 2 years. And she does exactly what she said she wouldn't do. That is hurt people I love and care.
"What did you tell her?"
"I thanked her for telling me so many things which I didn't believe yesterday but do now. I told her to consider I am warned" she said and I felt like my heart pierce with pain.
"I am a fool. I should have kept away. Please forgive me. I will not intrude your life anymore" and I got up to leave. I signed the contract with the devil the moment I walked with nana. And I will not let harm come to Sarah.
"No" she said and within two stride Sarah came and stood in front of me, looking directly at me. All my previous resolutions to protect her and any self control I had dissolved the minute she blocked my way.
"You know what this means, and know, if this is what you want, nothing on earth, not even yourself can prevent me from making you mine" she has to know and agree.
"Yes" and she stepped closer, placed a small kiss on my cheeks and hugged me.
I was shocked and surprise for a couple of seconds but when I realized what she said, and my fortune, I hugged her so tight I was glad I didn't break any of her bones. We stood there hugging each other for I don't know how long. I didn't want to break the magic. I didn't want to stop feeling what I do now.
The emptiness I felt for years just got filled in seconds. The pain I had for years just went away. Just a hug from Sarah healed me completely. I kissed her forehead. Her head is buried in my shoulders.
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And damned her phone rang. She laughed in to my shoulder and reach for her phone which is lying on the table. I went with her and hug her from the back and placed a kiss on her cheeks.
"Farhan" she said looking in to the phone.
"Farhan?Who?" I don't know.
"Seriously?" she pushed me aside and answer the phone and then I remembered that guy. And immediately my homicide instincts were high.
"Assalamualaikum Farhan" I heard her say.
"No, I am at the clinic"
"No, I don't think that's a good idea. Look, I need to talk to you"
"No, not now. Inshallah, I will see you tomorrow"
"Yea, dinner will be fine. But we really ought to talk" what the hell? no one going to have dinner with my girl.
"Yes, see you" and she hung up.
"polyandry is prohibited in this country, do you know that?" I asked her teasingly, gathering her in my arms.
"Well, that is one I am going to talk to Farhan. Gosh!" she said sighing in my embrace. It feels like home.
"I'll come with you" I told her.
"No, that wont help. He deserves at least the honesty for coping up with me for 6 months" she said really worried.
"I wanted to come for you babe. I really did. Until I sort out things, I don't want you to tell anyone about me. I beg you, it is not because I want it to be a secret. But these people I am with, they are animals. They would harm you to get to me" I told her while she remain silence in my embrace.
"Say something love"
"Well, when your nana came to speak to me, I knew it isn't something to take light. She said you are in love with me" she told me, somewhat shy I think.
"Well, I am glad my nana knows my feelings much more clearly than the one I am in love with" I told her, while she snuggled closer.
Again her damned phone rang.
"Yes mum"
"I am with someone"
"Yes patient" she said rolling her eyes at me.
"I will be there soon"
"No, no need to send anyone" and she hung up the phone.
"We need to go" she said pulling away from me. She is wearing a dark pink top and a dark green skirt to match with headscarf.
"You know, on second thoughts , you might be bold under that headscarf, and if I had any senses, I would make my escape" I told her pulling her back to me and kissed her on the lips which is what I wanted to do for a long time.
But she pulled away gently. By now I know a little bit of Islamic tradition thanks to the people I work with. Though most of them are not religious, one thing they always draw a line is intimacy and alcohol. So I didn't take any offense. She need time and I need to work out a way to make her mine.
"We are getting late" she said and I got up with her to leave.
"Let me drop you home love"
"No Steve. You know we cant do this if we are to wear our feelings in public. I want to be with you, not to ruin any chances by not holding on to myself out of weakness. Just call me and when ever you feel like seeing me, come to the clinic after hours" I told him which is the best I can do right now.
Reluctantly we depart. And I went home with a smile in my face after a long time..
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