Behind You - Episode 15

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Farah

"What!" i watched him as if he's grown two heads. His face didn't show any form of joke. "Why must we act as couples in love, let's act normally," he clinched his jaw knitting his brows in a frown.

"It's the only option we have," stuffing his hands in his pocket, he stormed out of the room, closing the door with a loud thud; i let out a small sigh 

How can we pretend to be couples in love, when we don't even talk to each other that much.

I stayed in my room all day, only go out when it's necessary. Picking up the plate, i took them downstairs, the living room is eerily quite . Aunt fatima must be sleeping. Taking a bottle of water and walking towards the room, i heard the sound of something smashing followed by voices which i recognize.

"At least try"

"Stay out of my f*cking business" when i heard his footsteps i quickly dashed inside and slouched down on the bed, pretending to be sleeping.

The door flung open, followed by a crushing sound, popping one eye open, i met with an angry jawad, his hands curled into tight fist, blood dripping from his knuckle. Dashing out of the bed i moved towards him.

"Subhanallah, are you okay?" I rubbed

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. my hands on his knuckle, he snatched his hands away moving away from me towards the bed. He rest his chin on the palm, raking his fingers through his hair continuously. 

I inhale a sharp breath, you can't leave him like this, you have to do something.

I trekked towards the drawer, and took out the first aid kit, biting my lips in nervousness, i sat down not too close and not too far.

"Let me treat your wound" 

"Don't touch me," he flinched at my touch. Clenching his fist he moved farther away from me. My body stiffened at the remark.

"Don't do this to yourself, please i will only treat your wound,"  i pleaded. He dropped his hands and that gives me cue to move forward. I gently applied the ointment, he let out a hiss, resulting me to mutter a sorry. Bandaging the wound, i stepped back giving him some space. An awkward silence fell on us, i spoke first to ease the tension.

"I will keep the kit in the drawer, in case you need it" walking to the drawer, his next word caught me off guard.

"Why did you help me?" 

Why did i help him?

I can help anyone who is in need. 

Or you actually cared.

"Um... I did it for the sake of Allah" taking my night out i stormed inside the bathroom. By the time am out of the bathroom , jawad is already in bed. I took the blanket ready to sleep.

"Sleep on the bed," his word left me speechless. I kept one pillow in the center, as a barrier turning on my back.

"Thank you," i heard him say. Oh my god, am i hearing things jawad thanking me. A smile dangled on the corner of my lips, i pulled the duvet on my body, and  letting sleep overtake me.

**
The sound of Alarm blared across the room, i groaned scratching my leg and yawned. I stared at the wall clock bugeyed. Shit, i miss my prayers. I turned around finding the bed empty, jawad must've left for office.

After freshening up, and performed my missed namaz, i wrapped my hijab, walking downstairs.

"Morning dear, you've finally woken up" jawad said with much fake tune. So he has not left for work. Acting on.

"Oh..morning to you two" i fake a smile. Taking a sit beside jawad,he placed two freshly baked cinnamon bun on my plate.

"Eat, you must be hungry," i muttered a thanks.

"I will be going now, i have a meeting in one hour" he stood up , taking his keys from the dinning.

"Bro, drop me off at the airport, i need to pick Myrah" khalid boomed. Jawad glared at but  didn't say anything. See you later, Khalid whispered. The two left together; leaving me and aunt Fatima in the house.

My mind wandered to yesterday events, what are they talking about? And why is jawad so angry? All the thought only jawad knows the answer. 

I helped aunt with the house chore, even though she insist she will do it alone, but i can't sit at home without doing nothing, no job, nothing. I need to look for another job. I used the laptop i found  in the room which must belong to jawad, after searching for almost one hour, i came across a few ones, and they're not even good enough.

**

Slouching myself on the couch, and sipping my strawberry smoothie. The door burst open, Khalid walked in with a beautiful woman, her hair cascading down her back, with a radiant smile on her face. She must be myrah.

"Hey, Khalid you're back" 

"Yeah, meet my wife Myrah" he beamed happily "Myrah this is Farah, jawad wife," he introduced us.

"Oh my... So you're jawad wife," she embrace me in a hug, which caught me off guard.

"Nice to meet you Farah," she  smiled. "I can tell we will get along, and where is the guy?". We heard the sound of the door opening speaking of the devil.

"Oh...here comes the man of the house" Myrah chirped happily. For the first time, i saw his smile, i felt a pang in my chest. This smile is for someone else not me.

"You look more handsome by the day" she smack his shoulder. Is she normally like this, or... Come on Farah she's married.

"Dinner is ready, let's feed our stomachs" i fake smile, walking towards the dinning, which is filled with delicious dishes. 

We are eating quietly, when Myrah decided to break the silence. 

"So how do you guys met Farah" she asked folding her hands.

"Not again Myrah, ask your husband he will tell you" jawad stated. Nice one.

"Oh come on tell me" she pouted.

"I will tell you later" Khalid cut her off. I literally ate my food in silence, glancing at jawad every now and then.

**
After dinner, we sat in the living room watching film,Myrah suggested. which i didn't even know the name.

"You know, i met Khalid in college, we are very close friends ,at first we're both shy to admit our feeling; but later on jawad made us realize the love we have for each other and now we are married" she exclaimed happily.

"Let me tell you something Farah, you're lucky to have jawad as your husband, back in school a lot of girl will do anything to grab his attention, but jawad being the quite one, didn't even look at them" 

"I need to talk to the guys we need to go for a date"  She sprinted upstairs, living me with mouth agape. Date? Oh yeah Date.

**

 

A/N

I want to make something clear about jawad and khalid. Jawad and khalid are step brothers and the truth will be revealed in the upcoming episodes

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