Behind You - Episode 8

 

Farah

I woke with a neck pain due to uncomfortable position I slept yesterday. I checked the time on my phone 7:00am Subhanallah! I miss fajr prayer. 

I stood up preparing to enter the bathroom when my eyes went towards the bed, the bed was empty, I felt a something cold ran down my cheeks tears.  I quickly ran to the bathroom not wanting to remember what has happened but no it’s seem my mind keep recalling it.

This marriage means nothing to me.

Another tear followed by another ran down my cheeks. 

After he came out of the bathroom dressed in his sleeping jallab he laid on the bed without even looking my direction. He doesn't care about the marriage.

Ya Allah! I made a big mistake by agreeing to this marriage.

After taking a hot shower, I felt much better; I wore a simple plain Abaya with my scarf to cover my hair . I prayed salatul fajr which I missed.

I decided to go downstairs to greet my in-laws, aunt Khadija and uncle Abdallah are sited across each other while my husband is sited at one of the chairs beside uncle. Watching him his face shows nothing just blank.

I trekked to the dinning and greeted my in laws.

"Good morning aunt"

"Good morning Uncle"

"Morning Farah, you can call me Mom, get sited" she said.

I glance at jawad whose eyes is on me indicating me to act normal like he cares.

"Here" Aunt places a toasted bread and scrambled egg on my plate she's a nice woman.

We ate breakfast quietly, without much conversation. I took the plates to the kitchen, even though Aunt tells me to leave it the maids will take it but I still insist

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. The kitchen is very big; it’s even bigger than my room.

After helping the maid Ms Fatima, what I heard from Aunt Khadija that she's been working for them for so long, she doesn't have a child and her husband passed away 2years ago. The moment I saw the woman i like her.

I washed my hands and went upstair; jawad is sitting on his bed ofcourse not our bed.  With his laptop, even though we've been given 1week off work but he's still working. I rolled my eyes I walked to the closet taking an ash Abaya with black scarf, I was just about to enter when I heard a voice I totally forgot there is someone in the room.

"Mom and dad are leaving today" he said without looking up. I felt my heart radiate in my chest.

"Okay" I muttered rolling my eyes.

I watched my reflection on the bathroom mirror Aunt and uncle are leaving which means the two of us will be left at home alone! I did a small prayer before changing into my Abaya, since am not a makeup person I just applied a little powder and lip balm 

Coming out of the bathroom, jawad is nowhere to be seen, as if speaking of the devil, he poped his head through the door making my heart skip s bit.

"Come down mom and dad are ready to go" just one sentence and he closed the door leaving me to my thoughts.

After bidding them farewell I feel alone because they are very kind. I wished they stayed for sometime but uncle has some work some they can't stay longer.

I was sitting in the living having nothing today, and jawad of course busy with work workaholic, I decided to explore around. Climbing upstair, I look left and right deciding which side to start and my mind lead me to the right side.

I walked through the hall admiring the surrounding with wallpaper hung on the large wall with Arabic writing within on it, each with its own meaning. I came across a door "library" written on it, a smile made its way to my lips. Reading book is my second hobbie.

I love reading because it made me forget all my worries. I held the knob pulling it open, I gasp seeing the huge room filled with bunch of books, I close the door behind walking slowly through the shelf each shelf is numbered. Seeing the room dirty means no one is visiting the library.

My mouth forms a thin line this will be my chilling place I thought. Not knowing that by entering this room I've gotten myself into trouble.

They are lot of books to choose from, I took one called "The shy girl: A Muslim story" I flipped open the front page, I kept the book aside leaving it for later.

I was checking through other books when my eyes caught one JAWAD written on it, curiosity got me and I took the book, i opened the first page reading it JAWAD MUSTAFAH written on the first page, my brows form in confusing why is it jawad Mustafa instead of jawad Abdallah I was just about to open another page when I heard a loud thus making me flince background backward. My eyes met with an angry one, at that moment I knew I was in trouble big trouble.

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