A Deal With Mr CEO

10

Safeeyah

Three Years Later

I hugged Jamila tightly before doing the same thing to Malika. Farhan shook hand with Fawaz and Kamil before they left for their respective home.

Fawaz and Kamil are my husband's best friend. While Jamila is Fawaz wife and, she has been more like a sister than a friend to me. Malika is my husband's junior sister and, she is my best friend. The two ladies were like a sister I've never had.

And, I love them a lot. They came for a visit and they are leaving already.

After three years of leaving our past behind, here we are happily married with my husband. He loves and took care of me a lots and so was his family too. After our marriage, he confessed to me that, there was this girl he was dating before he met me. He told me how he loved and cherish her a lot before he met me but, she is now dead. There was a lot of things that we talked about and, I was so happy that we could understand each other a lot.l even after everything that has happened between us in the past.

Fortunately for me, his family never like her and, I was so glad about that. Neither his sister nor his mother liked her a bit.

That was what he told me though and, when I talked to.my mother inlaw and sister in law about it, they also confirm to it that they don't like her a bit.

Both my husband's friend's and their girls decided to leave and I'm missing them already. I do not wish for them to leave. Kamil will be dropping Malika at home before going back to his house.

"Bye and take care of yourself... Okay?." The girls said to me.

" Yeah, and you too."

"I hope my queen is not too tired already ?." He asked in a very concern tone.

Oh! Someone is getting romantic I see- I thought.

"Why?."

"Because, I can't wait to get down there." Farhan said as he kissed my lip.

"Oh! You naughty boy." I smack his arm lightly as what he is trying to say registered on my head.

"Only for you beautiful." He winked.

"Ding....ding. Ding...ding." We suddenly heard the sound of the door. I turned to look at Farhan with a confused face.

Who could be at the door by this time of the day?- I thought.

"Maybe, they forgot something.... You know how clumsy my sister could be sometimes. She can be funny." He said smiling.

Yeah! Probably, it could be Malika.

"Okay then, I will just sit here." He said as he took a sit on his favourite chair. I shook my head at him as I studied him for a while. I always ponder, what he normally sees in that chair though.

I sauntered towards the door with a smile on my face, believing it's one of my family. "I know you forgot-" I stopped on my mid sentence when I saw what stood in front of me.

There stood before me a beautiful lady in a very classy dress. I scanned her body from head to toe. She is damn classy! I'm very sure everything she is putting on scream of money but, the look on her face isn't pleased at all.

"Sorry, how can I help you?." I decided to ask her once I sense that she is not ready to say a word. She just stood there with a killing eyes.

"Well, I don't think you can help me because, I only have one problem and, the only person who can solve it for me is Farhan." She answered bluntly.

Okay, that was harsh but I'm still confused. Who the hell is this lady?

"I think-"

"I know he's in there, just go tell him that his fiance is here." She cut me off rudely again.

What?!!!!!

His fiancee?!!!

Farhan?!!

"Wha...what do you mean? Who are you?"

"I just told you who I'm... Now, if you will excuse me and-" She tried to pass through me, probably trying to enter the house but for some reason best known to her, she stopped and smirk.

She actually smirk at me.

"I think, you should go tell him that his fiance is here for him." She repeated the same statement again.

My head had starting hurt. I don't want to believe any of what she is saying.

I think this lady here is crazy or, she might as well have lost her way!

Does she even know where she is?

This is my husband's house for goodness sake! What rubbish is this that she is saying!!!

"Look, you can't just show up at anybody's door and start blabbering rubbish-"

"Babe, who's there? And why are you taking so much to.come back in here? I thought you said it could be Malika." Farhan said as he sauntered closer to where I was standing.

The way he stopped on his track the moment his eyes came in contact with the rude lady definitely shows that he knows her. He looked terrified or... Should I say; shocked? I really can't specify yet.

And, I wasn't even bothered about that, what actually bothered me the most was the word that came out next from his mouth. It made my heartbeat stopped for a few seconds.

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"Zuwairah?."

What?

Zuwairah?

As in, the same Zuwairah he has been telling me about?

But, what is she doing here?

I thought she is dead?

She is dead right?

I turned slowly to face Farhan and, he was already staring at her. The look on his face, he held a sad emotions in it but all of a sudden, it turned to anger.

"What are you doing here?!" He questioned her in a cold tone.

"Baby I-" he cut her off before she could finish her statement.

"Baby?" I mentally sneered.

"Don't you dare baby me! What the f**k are you doing here?! You're dead!" He yelled at her.

"I can explain, but please, it has to be between you and I.... I don't want third party. I do not want anyone to interfere in our discussions." She said as she glance over to me.

Wait a minute! Am I the third party she was talking about? This girl is going nut! What the nerve! How dare she show up her face all of a sudden, asking for my husband's attention? While I'm here? And, she had the nerve to refer me as an outsider?

Just, who the hell does she think she is?

I'm sure Farhan will put her in her place- I said to myself.

"Safeeyah, could you excuse us." Farhan said. It was not a question, it was a statement. He was not even looking into my eyes as he said out those heavy four words. All through, his eyes were fixed on hers.

"But My love-"

"NOW!!!" He roared in anger.

I immediately ran up to our room. Tears of water starting to drop from my eyes down straight to my cheeks. The first and last time Farhan Tak to me in such manner was the day I planned to kill my sister. I heard then that, a new Governor was about to take the position and, those imprisoned might be lucky and be freed.

I got tensed and that was the best reason why I decided to take up a plan B. When he learnt about it, he got mad at me and I swear, I've never witness that side of him before. And today, just because of this crazy lady, he got angry and even shouted at me. He couldn't even look into my eyes.

My mind started to go back to all of the sacrifices that I've made just to be with him. I gave up all everything to him because I love him. We were supposed to share the wealth into two immediately after the court stuff but, I leave everything to him believing he can handle it which he did. He is now one of the millionaire in the country.

Haven't I loose everything for good now?

What will happen to me now? She's here! The love of his life. He told me how he used to love her before he met me. Why Allah? Just why? We were so happy few minute ago, why would she have to show up here after so many years? Why? I thought all of my problems are gone, I thought all of my problems has been buried but now, it seems like my problem has just began.

By showing up her face, Farhan had started to give me attitude. I can't believe this!

Will he leave me and go back to her? No! He won't do that! But he loves her. Arrrgh!!!

I just can't think straight again!

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It been more than three hours and Farhan still haven't showed up here in our room,I've been pacing round the room for the past three hours now....

What will I do now? Are they back together? Did he promise to take her back? No, it can't be possible, but what if there was a genuine reason why she left him then and he understood and forgives her? Then, what will happen to me? Will he drive me out of his house? Will he Marry her? He married me because he thought she was dead and now what?

Should I call Mom? No, I can't do that... What about Malika or Jamila? No, I can't do that too. They just left here and it won't be proper to disturb them with this type of issue at this time of the day. It's late already.

Still thinking about a lot of things on mind, Farhan walked in with his face all looking worried and sad.

I immediately stood up from where I was sitting and walk closer to him. I placed my right hand on his shoulder as i asked him the question that has been bothering me ever since that woman showed up her face here. "Farhan, what's going on? Is she really the Zuwairah you've been talking to me about? Why is she here? What does she want? Why did she show up at this time of the day?." I bombarded him with a lots of questions but, I didn't receive any reply from him.

He kept mum all through.

"Farhan please, talk to me! What is she doing here?!" I yelled angrily at him. Right now, I don't think I'm in my right state of mind.

"Woman, can you stop yelling at me? I'm not in the mood for that right now!!" He yelled back at me as he roughly push my hand away form his arm. Due to his action, I was about to fall down but he swiftly grab my body with his two arms before I could fall down.

Water of tears slipped down my cheeks again for the second time that night. I looked deep into his eyes and I could see the regret in it. He also widened his eyes out of shock. There is no doubt, he was also shocked by his reaction but, it's too late. "Babe, I'm-"

I raised up my hand and stopped him from completing his statement.

"I think... I think you need to rest for now." I said as I immediately walk out of the room. I walked out only to see her standing at the staircase smirking at me.

What have I gotten my self into?- I thought to myself.

I walk pass her and entered my own room.

I also own my personal room even though, I stay in same room with my husband.

We all have our ups and down and, whenever we have misunderstanding, this where I always come to, to cool off my mind.

The moment I entered my room, I slumped my self on the floor and burst into tears.

Ya Allah, is this how I'm going to continue living my life? All through in agony? Just what exactly was my gain for sacrificing so much for him.

I kept on crying, shedding tears till I wasn't able to feel anything let again. And slowly, I drift off to sleep on the floor.