Nabeel's Point Of View.
I stood by Husnah's door, praying silently that she listen to me today. I salaamed twice but no answer came, so I went into the room. The living room was clean and tidy, the smelling of a very warm bakhoor, one of my favorite. I saw a book on the center table, a slow music of Maher Zain evaporating in the speakers.
Then I heard footsteps and I turned quickly, my eyes locking up with Husnah's. She was wearing a pink shorts, pairing it with a white half vest.
My God! She looked like a 15years old girl, and I couldn't help but look at her intensively, with my jaw dropping to my feet. Thence, a weird feeling creeping into my heart. I walked up to her and took hold of her hands. Just then another song echoed around the room. I smiled and sang along.
'Another day,'
'Without your smile,'
'Another day,'
'Just passes by,'
'But now i know,'
'How much it means,'
'For you to stay,'
'Right here with me,'
'The time we spend apart will make our love grow stronger,'
'But it hurts so bad i can't take it any longer'.
I look deep into Husnah's eyes as I kept singing the song she was playing on her phone. My hands holding hers so tight.
'I wanna grow old with you,'
'I wanna die lying in your arms,'
'I wanna grow old with you,'
'I wanna be looking in your eyes,'
'I wanna be there for you,'
'Sharing in everything you do,'
She tried taking back her hands but I held them tight again. Grabbing her by her waist and pushing her to my hard chest. She gasped as her head rested on my chest, feeling my beats.
'I wanna grow old with youuuuu...'
She quickly raised her head up and looked at me. I bet she blushed when we locked our eyes.
'A thousand miles,'
'Between us now,'
'It causes me...,'
'To wonder how'.
I rested my forehead on hers as I nuzzled my nose on hers. She was shaking and breathing became hard for her.
'I love tonight,'
'To make us strong,'
'It makes us real,'
'By all alone'.
She jacked and I grabbed her again.
'The time we spend apart,'
'Will make our love grow stronger,'
'But it hurts so bad i can't take it any longer'.
I kissed her forehead, then her earlobe, her left and right cheeks and also the tip of her nose. My eyes were dark with lust.
If only...
'I wanna grow old with you,'
'I wanna die lying in your arms,'
'I wanna grow old with you,'
'I wanna be looking in your eyes,'
'I wanna be there for you,'
'Sharing in everything you do,'
'I wanna grow old with you...'
I looked at her lips, while moving closer, and closer, hoping she won't shut me up. But she did. She swallowed her lips not letting go, I tried but she still didn't open up, there was this look in her eyes, HATE. An idea popped into my head, I pinched her on her stomach and she gasped in pain, then I used that opportunity and smashed my lips on hers.
I nibbled them and she stood like a statue, not even showing the slightest interest or kissing me back. I got tired and let her lips free.
The look in her eyes shocked me to my bone, piecing through my flesh and then into my soul.
'Lord! She really does hate me'.
Out of no where, I felt cold water all over my body. I shivered as my body welcomed the cold substance.
"You fool!" she shouted "Nabeel, you've hurt me so much. I don't even know from where I'll start forgiving you" she whimpered, wiping her nose with the back of her hand.
"I hate you so very much. If only I can do something to end this marriage before all these, but no, its too late. You took the one thing I'll be proud to give someone else. You took it Nabeel, in a way that'll forever be embedded in my heart", she clutched her heart, crying so hard. "It hurts deep in here Nabeel, so much".
I looked at her, my heart felt heavy. Deep inside my heart, and I wondered why I did raped my wife. I might have loose my senses but that doesn't give me the right to use force on my wife.
"Asmaa, I'm sorry. I know I'm a fool, an Idiot. But believe me when I say that I never ever had it in mind to hurt you that way. Wallahi akasi aka samu(it was a mistake)" I said, looking at her as she cried her sorrows out.
"A mistake huh?" She asked furrowing her forehead. "A mistake kam! I can see. That's an absolute lie, you hate me that's why you raped me Nabeel, it was never a mistake. That i know for sure".
"Husnah believe me mana" I tried talking but she shut me up by throwing the glass cup she kept by her side.
"To hell with you!" She yelled, as she held her hair so tight, like she's gonna rip it out of her skull.
'She looks like a mad woman'.
"Yes, I look like one because you made me look like one" She blurted out angrily, tears flushing her cheeks.
'Lord! Have mercy. I never knew the words were out'.
"Husnah ba haka nake nufi ba please" I tried talking again.
"Just shut the hell up and get out of my room! I hate you and I don't wanna see you anymore. I hate you! I hate you so very much!".
'Seriously, I hate it when she says those words. But who am I to blame her? I brought it upon myself. And maybe she's never gonna fall in love with me'.
"Asmaa listen to me dan Allah, lemme explain".
"Get out!" She shouted on top of her voice.
I was helpless, I didn't have any choice than to just leave, so I turned and left. To my uttermost dismay, I saw Fareedah rushing back to her room, a smile plastered on her face.
'Was she eavesdropping?'. I asked myself?
Then I shrugged and walked back to my part, with alot on my mind. 'I have to find a way to make Husnah forgive me. I have to!'.
Ever since the incident from hospital, I kept my distance from Fareedah. Now I doubt the love she claim to have for me!
If she truly loves me, she'd have tried to cover up for my mistake like Husnah did. But no, she didn't... All she wanted was to tell the whole world the mistake I made!
Wait! How did she even knew I was at the hospital. I asked her countless times but she didn't give me a concrete answer.
I stood up and quickly went to her part again. This time around, I was determined to find out how she knew. But then.....
I saw her and Husnah having a hot convo, they both stood in front of the parking lot, both wearing their hijaabs and talking in hushed tone. Fareedah was looking way too serious and Husnah looked shocked.
'What the hell is going on there?'. I was puzzled.
I quickened my steps and Fareedah squirmed as she saw me. She ran over and hugged me by my torso. I didn't know why, but I felt like a pin piercing through my flesh. I didn't love the idea of her hugging me in front of Husnah.
Just then, I heard Husnah yelling.
"_ouch! Lord... my tommy teddy bear" I shoved Fareedah away and ran up to Husnah.
"Hey, are you okay?" I asked, lines of worries drawn on my face.
"No... take me in please" she said, biting her bottom lip as if she was in so much pain.
I lifted her up, bridal style and walked pass Fareedah. Who was looking at me in astonishment.
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