His Skivvy

Chapter 31 (Alhamdulillah)

Assalamu Alaikum Warahmatullah.

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Laylah's POV

It's been three days now and all I can say is Alhamdulillah as my health status is improving. All thanks to the almighty for making it possible even though I've this annoying man with me all the time. Nevertheless, I cannot deny how helpful he was all through though.

Waking up to his masculine deep voice every morning, and guess I've to be a mean girl while always making him feel resentful. But seriously I've stopped doing that. He's just trying to help anyway. He told me all that happened in Poland. How he went their on a seminar but found out what the predator was planning. So he beats him to his plans. But he never explains why he's trying to harm me even without pointing a single finger at him. Not even once have I ever disrespect him. Why's he trying to harm me then? This question keeps running in my mind morning and night but Muhammad assured me that he's surely gonna find out sooner or later. So as he said, the predator is no where to be found for now that's after escaping the custody of the policemen. I can't even come to think of how he did that? He must be a dangerous man then. I guess that adds to my fear.

After thorns of imaginations and unending procrastination, I finally decide to take my bath. Alhamdulillah I can now take care of myself without needing any help. I only need some more time to be perfectly fine. And I still have some difficulties in stretching my arms and legs. I think I'll keep that in mind and inform the doctor when I reach the hospital later in the day. Today will be last day of my appointment. I just hope it'll really be the last cause my whole energy is drained. And I can't wait to visit the ka'abah. Do my umrah Inshaa Allah before we leave to god know where. I seriously hate hospitals.

After getting all ducked up for my appointment, I went out of my room to a tantalizing aroma coming out of the kitchen. Seriously this chef is doing an amazing work! I always look forward to eating different Arabian dishes. Sitting on the dinning table, I took out the plates and waited for Muhammad to be out. He's always the late comer. I thought women should be the late comers but nay, this guy here acting all like a lady takes almost 3 hours getting ready and to only come out with a suit. Honestly one will think he'll be looking all glory with make-ups and lipstick. Hilarious!

After waiting for another half hour, he's finally out wearing the usual suit but a different color of-course. He never cease to amaze me. But this is his own handsome mode of dressing I guess. It's always said that "Always choose what chooses you" And that's exactly what he's doing. A suit is always perfect for his masculine broad shape! I honestly think any other outfit will not suit him.

"Good Morning"

"Morning Layl how're you feeling today?"

"Don't call me with that and I'm doing great thanks"
He shook his head in the "you'll never change will you?" Act and shoved it off. Honestly I don't like it when he calls me with that because only my dad calls me with that. And whenever he does that, his memory strikes me.

I served our food and we are in silence and as usual, he gets up and leave me on the dining. Always eating lesser quantity of food. I don't even know how he gain all the weight. On a normal basis, I also don't eat much like my mum always scold me to sit back and eat. But here I'm wondering how a man will only take two spoonful of a food portion and be satisfied.

After a long drive, we're finally at the hospital. I'm still feeling nervous though!

Doctor: Laylah how're you feeling the past two days?
Laylah: Alhamdulillah Doctor better.
Doctor: Can you stretch your arms lemme see?
Laylah: Yeah but I'm kind of having difficulty doing that.
Doctor: yes I know. Lemme see.

He hold my hand gently trying to stretch it but I winced along the way.
Laylah: honestly doctor it hurts.
Doctor: Don't panic laylah, I'll just figure out what's wrong and that's all.

I'm already scared and I don't want him to stretch it! But as the stubborn girl I am, I can't act all childish in this man's presence.

Doctor: or do I need to call Muhammad?

"Oh please don't! It's okay here" (I stretched the hand to him) "but please don't hurt me
okay?"

He laughed at me and took the hands in his trying to see whatever. All my attention is now on Muhammad. He opened the door creepily as if afraid to wake someone up. I can't help but admire his warm gesture. He smiled at me and honestly that's the most brightest and deepest smile I've ever seen on earth. Not even Imad's can be compared to this. Oh Allah the creator of all mankind.

Doctor: Laylah!

Laylah: Y—y-e—s-.

Doctor: where's your mind?? Who are you staring at? Huh?

Laylah: I'm not staring at anyone. BTW here's the hand (I stretched it to him but only to see him laughing sheepishly at me. And he keeps looking back and forth from me to Muhammad. Like seriously?)

Doctor: I'm done locating the dislocated bone. And you don't even know. There's a certain chemistry between you guys that I don't understand. Muhammad, care to explain?

Muhammad gave him that you're not serious look and he laughed it off teasing me. I'm always flushed and he's busy adding to my embarrassed self.

I'm finally feeling very okay now Alhamdulillah. All thanks to the almighty for always been with me in every step along the way. And I honestly think I should thank Muhammad too. He's being very helpful and nice towards me. I guess he's trying to change his attitudes. But that doesn't deny the fact that he hurt me before and I still have it stocked in my skull.

Well that's it for today. Honestly Wattpad made me very lazy these days. I kind of typed two chapters the other time 2000 words each but sadly, it disappeared into thin air. I was more-than unhappy when I found out because I was already lazy and after trying my little best, it wiped away. So I swore not to update ever again. I don't even read any stories here anymore. I only read books on my books app and Inkitt sometimes. But guess what? Here I'm now blabbering. I just kinda thought about it. And I know it'll be very mean of me to leave you guys hanging. And I can't leave Muhammad and Laylah hanging in the hospital forever will I?😂
So I decided to at-least complete this story and do bye bye😂. Anyways, my love for you guys never changed and I'm at-least hoping you'll all forgive me and comment please 🥺.
I'll forever love you!
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