chapter 4
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I prayed fajr[dawn prayer] and didn't bother waking up my so called husband because the last time I tried it he had probably intentionally kicked me in my stomach and it hurts alot,i wouldn't want someone killing me before Allah says it's time.I left for the kitchen to make something for us to eat.
Suddenly I felt a hand around my waist and a jaw on my shoulder,it sent a bit of shiver down my spine and I immediately turned to look at the person and it was usman.he held me closer to him and I really wanted to let go of his grip but man,he is strong.
"Don't take advantage of the situation!! You p*****t"I half screamed.
"I am not taking advantage of anything because you are my wifey and I am not a p*****t!! You brat"
"Just let go"I said removing his hand from my waist forcefully.
He was wearing a short and a sleeveless round neck and I was as usual wearing a maxi skirt and top with my scarf on.
"Why is your scarf on by the way"usman suddenly asked sitting on the counter.
"I have given you the answer several times so why ask again"I said focusing on what I was doing.
He moved closer to me and I ignored him like I didn't see him coming,he moved closer and closer and I could smell the fresh scent of his morning cologne.
"What's under that scarf of yours,are you bald or is it something more"he whispered evily into my ear.
I ignored him saying nothing, then I finished the food I was making and we both ate silently,he left for God knows where immediately after we finished eating.
I left to see Ahmed because he was living next door and I really wanted to explain my self to him.
"Ahmed please let me explain"I said knocking on the door but he wasn't answering me.
I knew he was inside because I had been watching him from the window, more like spying on him from my room.
I continued to bang on the door until an angry Ahmed stormed out.
"What the hell are you doing here"he yelled narrowing his eyes at me.
Ahmed had never yelled at me before,he had never even, before, when I did something he was always so calm so I stood there shocked without saying a word.
"You should be with your husband and not with me"he continued
"I just came here to explain the whole thing to you"
"I don't want any explanation,you are his now,you fell for his money and fame.I thought you were different from all other girls but no, you behaved like some cheap s**t who would do anything for money"
I slapped him immediately for calling me a s**t and for every word he had uttered.
"What do you think of me Ehn, some girl who would die for money,I thought you knew better,i thought you were different "I said walking away.
A tear trickled down my face but I held the tears from pouring down,the Ahmed I have known all my life thinks of me as a s**t now.
I wanted to go away from everything, I wanted to run away to somewhere very far.it was all too much for me to handle.
I stormed inside the house wanting nothing more than to sleep and just cry it all out.then I suddenly heard a voice when I entered the house.
"You were with him again"weren't you?
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