Trapped In a Jungle - Episode 27

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NABEEL

I am the most stupid and dumbest person ever. How could i even think of doing what i did. I let her go, yeah... I know I don't love her, even thou i tried but i just couldn't.

Arranged marriages aren't always the best options or solution to our problems. Our parents just can't seem to understand those fact. Sometimes, no matter how one try to please you....instead of loving that person you tend to hate him/her . I know Husnah tried her possible best to make me Happy. But why live with her when i absolutely feel nothing for her? Why waste her time instead of letting her go and find someone else. I wanted appreciating her, wanted loving her but just couldn't. Maybe our parent's didn't seem to understand that love doesn't work that way. Maybe things work out for them in the olden days.. And with their thoughts and belief for that, they think it'll work for us too.

But No, life changes, life isn't dynamic. Who i am today differs from who I'll become tomorrow. That's the part they fail to understand. 

What hurts me now is how i made myself ending up with Amrah. Lord! I don't even know what's wrong with me when i got into a relationship with her. I just couldn't imagine that i cheated on my beloved wife Fareedah

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. The worst news i learnt yesterday got my heart breaking the more...what Amrah and Fareedah always did just so that i can leave Husnah. Even thou i never loved her, i have it in mind to let her go but choose to use what i saw on my phone as evidence. I'm stupid right? Yes i know...now I'll have to face the consequences ALONE.

HUSNAH

Everybody gets high sometimes you know
"What else can we do when we're feeling low
"So take a deep breathe and let it go.
"We shouldn't be drowning on our own.
"And if you feel you're sinking...I'll jump right over into cold cold water for you.
"And although time may take us into different places I'll still be patient with you.
"And i hope you knoww....
"I won't let go..
"I'll be your life line tonight..
"I won't let go..
"I'll be your lifeline tonight"

"You're are going to get through it Abu Amirah. In shaa Allah....nothing will happen to you...and no matter what, I'll still be here...waiting for you patiently" i whispered into his ears. I don't know how i was even able to handle all this. I thought I'll faint after listening to the doctor. But no, tears didn't flow like they always do...i have a strong belief in Qadr...and no matter what happens....I'll always be glad and will always thank him.

*
"He has brain tumor". The doctor said.
"What? What do you mean brain tumor?" I asked quickly.

"Yes miss. He has brain tumor. Which is located at the occipital lobe (damage to this lobe may result to poor or loss of vision). I invited some doctors over to have a look at him. And when we come into a conclusion about what to do...I'll let you know. Have a nice day miss".

*

It took the doctors two days to come into a conclusion. I had to be the one to accept the results and what they say. Why? Because mama is still mute. And have i remembered to tell you that Abu Amirah is an orphan? Well...he is. He is also the only child his parents ever had.

*

"we have arrived at a decision miss. There are three ways in which brain tumor can be cured with. we have surgery (complete or partial resection of the tumor with the main objective of removing as many tumor cells as possible). We also have radiotherapy (the tumor is irradiated with beta, xrays or gamma rays). And lastly, we have the chemotherapy (a treatment option for cancer, however, it is not always use for brain tumors).". The doctor explained

"Which of the option is safer?" I asked slowly. My throat is so sour that i couldn't even bring myself up to speak.

"If its okay with you all...then i suggest surgery".

"Get on with it then".

*

And now, as i sit beside him, pouring out my heart. Reciting every single dua that comes through my lips. Yaa Allah....if it'll be khair for me and the entire ummah, then i ask upon you to please make it easy for Abu Amirah. Yaa Allah, see him through.

"Its time miss". A nurse announced.

And just like that, i felt tears trailing down my cheeks. Damn harmones!.

I quickly left the room and couldn't even control my tears anymore.

"Abu Amirah will make it". Those where the words i keep repeating to myself as i left the room. I sat down at the reception not bothering about the eyes following me around thinking that am mad. Yeah, they ought to think that way. Its good that i sent mama home along with salimah when hamma khaleel came over.

I sat there praying, praying so hard..so hard that i feel like am not even using the right words.

"As salaamu alaikoom". A voice whispered.

And as i looked up, my eyes locked up with nabeel. Oh lord! What is he doing here again?.

"Can i please sit down?" He asked as if he's afraid to speak.

I only nodded in response. I have no might left in me anymore to send him away. What good will it bring me right now.

"He'll be okay in shaa Allah" he said again "have faith Asmaa'...you have a big heart and you've embrace a lot of things in the past few years. Pray real hard....and in shaa Allah...you'll see him walk out of this hospital sound and healthy". He added.

"Thank you" i murmured.

We sat in silence for almost an hour, before nabeel spoke up again "forgive me please Asmaa'" he blurted. He has been shifting uncomfortably in the chair he was sitting down. I now know why... It was because he has something to say.

"I am so sorry Asmaa'. I know I've hurt you, but believe me when i say what i did is the best for both of us. What use will it be if i keep staying with you and hating you the more instead of loving you? Its worthless. I know you are angry at how i accused you, and i also know that i broke your heart......".

"My heart has already been mended Nabeel. It has never been as healthy as it is now". I cut him off.

He heaved a sigh before he spoke up again "am happy for you then. And am glad you are happy now, and believe me when i say that nothing makes me more Happy now than reminding how happy you are with Sadeeq right now. Amrah betrayed me...she lied to me that she is carrying my baby. And i felt guilty, i couldn't even bring myself to look up at fareedah. But do you know what i found out yesterday? That baby belongs to fahad and not me".

I was shocked beyond words. Subhannallah! What the hell is wrong with Amrah ne? What is she getting herself into?.

"And now, I'm here for test. To know if i have any sexual transmitted disease" he added sadly.

"What?" I asked shocked. Can my heart really handle all this in just a matter of time? I don't think so.

"Yeah, she has been sleeping around with different guys without protection. It wouldn't be a surprise if i have STD right?"

"it won't happen in shaa Allah" i heard myself say quickly "that will never happen to you Nabeel. You'll get through it".

He looked at me closely and let out a smile. "You have one of the biggest heart I've ever known. You aren't mad at me anymore?".

"Why should i be? You gave me a chance to find someone better. Someone who is willing to make me Happy. Someone who even gave me his child, his heart and nothing but his love. He's in there right now fighting for his life. All i want now is for him to be safe and sound". I sniffed "i only want to be HIS right now nabeel. There is no way i can still be angry at you. If i happen to still be angry at you, then i don't believe in QADR neither am i thankful to Allah for granting me all i have now".

"You are a blessing in disguise" he said slowly.

"I forgive you Nabeel. I forgive you for whatever it is you did. Its already a bygone to me right now....nothing but a bygone".

"Jazakhillah bil jannah umm amirah. I'm forver grateful to you. And in shaa Allah, your fiancée will make it. Allah is ever merciful".

NINE HOURS LATER

"Excuse me nurse". She didn't stop

"Please, how is he doing?" I asked another nurse who rushed out of the room again. She also didn't answer.

"Calm down and lets keep praying husnah.

Read " My Priceless Jewel " by the same author ( Murjanatu Alkali )

. He'll make it in shaa Allah" nabeel said. Yeah, he has been by my side since then. And even when Hamma jabir, Hamma khaleel and Hamma naseer visited...he still didn't leave. With all the harsh words and threats they gave him...he still didn't bulge. I had to work hard to calm their angry nerves.

"I can't. They've been in there for more than nine hours right now. I can't keep calm....please, i hope he's going to make it". 

"Here comes the doctor" i didn't even wait for him to reach where we were standing when i rushed over to him. He was sweating real hard and looked tired.

He looked at me, more like a look of sorrow in his eyes. No! That can't be.

"He's not....." I tried to speak but couldn't.

"The surgery was a success miss. All we have to do is wait for him to come round. Congratulations".

 

With love
Mjay

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