Behind You - Episode 17

 

Farah

Morning came and i instantly dress up finding the bed empty, jawad must be in office.

Going downstairs i met with Myrah, a plate of scrambled egg in her front,her brows furrowed. Moving towards her, i took a fresh plate placing my own scrambled egg and started munching on it immediately, Myrah didn't even know I'm sitting beside her.

"Hello you there?" I waved my hands in front of her face, snapping her out of her thought. She forced a smile taking a bite of her untouched food.

"Is something bothering you?" I asked with concern.

"No. . Nothing." She answered back. The little days i spent with her,  i know she's not a quite one there must be something bothering her. She looks out of place, her eyes looks lost, i decided not to question her more, we ate in silence. Until she pulled her chair back muttering I'm stepping out for a bit. I let out a small sigh.

"Farah aren't you going out together with Myrah?" Aunt Fatima asked, picking up the plates from the dinning.

"No..did something happened?" I inquired.

"Nothing, she just asked about you before you came downstairs."

"Okay"

Giving her a small smile, i helped her clear the tables, then retired back to my room. As usual i have nothing to do, an idea popped up in my head.

Taking my phone i dialed precious office number.

"Hello dear, how are you." I greet

"I'm fine Farah, have you found another job." 

"Not yet but soon." A smile form on my lips

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. "Can you perhaps pass the phone to Mr jawad, i want to speak to him about something urgent." I said

"Okay, hold on a minute let me check if he's not in a meeting." The line went quite for a while until i heard her voice speaking to him.

"What do you want." He said his voice sounds like he's in a bad mood.

"I want my job back." I stated straight to the point. I heard silence thinking maybe he hung up.

"And who told you i will give you back the job, last time i checked you're the one that resigned yourself." 

"You're the one that made me resigned by giving a lot of work, and now i want my job back". I ushered back.

"That.. Will not be possible" he muttered quietly enough for me to hear him.

"But..." I didn't even get to complete the sentence when he hung up on me.

Shit 

I need to think of something else 

Think Farah 

Getting another idea my mouth curved into a smile.

Time for action

A knock interrupt me from my thinking, seeing Myrah face peek through the door. Her face looks relaxed. 

"Can i come in?" she asked.

"Of course you can."

Letting herself in the room, she sat on the bed taking one of the deco pillow.

"Farah i know you're worried about me as i was little different this morning, i was kind of stressed up but I'm back to normal" she beamed dropping herself on the bed.

"I'm glad you're okay". I said joining her on the bed.

"So how do you feel after going on a date last night?" She asked out of the blue.

"I feel good" 

To be honest i kind of felt good, jawad act like a gentleman even though it was all part of pretence but i enjoyed it.

"Oh.. What are you thinking?Did you and jawad.." I cut her off by placing my hands on her mouth.

"Nothing of such happened." I explained.

"But you're husband and wife, it's normal, we also did it" she stated the last part as if it's nothing serious, my eyes widen in surprise.

They did it? As in what husband and wife do? 

"Um.. Um.. I think I'm thirsty let me get a glass of water." I rushed out feeling heat radiate inside my body.

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I stared at the tall building ABDALLAH ENTERPRISE written on the front. Breathing in and out  i took a step towards the entrance.

Looking at the reception which has now been redecorated.

"How may i help you Mam" the receptionist asked me adjusting her skirt.

"Um.. I'm here to meet my husband," i said placing one hand on my hips.

"what is your name Mam?." Typing something in her computer she asked me.

"Farah Jawad Abdallah" 

Her eyes widen in shock, the pen on her hands fell down on the marble floor making a small sound.

"I think i don't need an appointment to meet my husband, take care" giving her one of my victory smile i waved at her closing her opened mouth.

Yes Farah! Good!

Upon reaching the last floor which is where jawad office is located. The first person to spot me is precious her face lit up in happiness.

"Oh my god what a pleasant surprise,"  she embrace me in a hug.

"I'm so happy to see you, look at you you're glowing" she exclaimed happily touching my chin.

"I'm happy to see you too" 

"But what are you doing here?" She asked.

"I'm here to meet my husband and also take my job back" her brows squinted in confusion.

"When did you get married? And who is the lucky husband?" She asked in one breath. Just as i was about to speak, the door to jawad office flung open.

Perfect timing

"Oh there he is" 

Walking towards where he's standing with hands on his pocket, his eyes looks small, as if he hasn't sleep for days.

"Meet my husband jawad." My lips form a thin line, peoples attention were now on us staring at us with surprise.

"What? When?" Precious asked pointing at jawad then me. 

"We decided to hide it for a while, but what's the use of hiding when the truth will eventually comes out."

Jawad muscles tightened, he held my arm dragging me to his office, closing the door with a loud thud.

"What did you think you're doing?" He roared. 

"I did nothing" i stated shrugging my shoulder, he took predator steps towards me pinning me to the wall, getting his face closer to mine.

"How dare you tell them you're my wife" he spitted clenching his jaw.

"Why can't i tell them when sooner or later they will find out" i spitted back. Digging his nails on my arm he stared at my eyes directly.

"Introducing you as my wife is an embarrassment to me" 

What?

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