How To Get A Divorce From A Billionaire ?

Episode 86

When we finally reached the villa, I was so tired of crying my eyes out that it was Eliyas who helped me change my clothes and wash up, once I put my head on the pillow, I immediately fell asleep.

But you see, my sleep was rather light, so even when I felt absolutely exhausted I still woke up when Eliyas suddenly opened the room's door a long time later and he left the room, I dazedly watched his fleeting silhouette then once he was out I lazily grabbed my phone from the nightstand to check what time it was.

It was 01:07 am..

I soon went back to sleep..

I woke up again sometime later because I felt thirsty, I probably emptied all the water my poor body contained when I cried earlier, as I extended my hand in the dark to grab the bottle of water I made little noise, so I reflexively checked Eliyas's side of the bed to see if the noise I made woke him up, to my surprise though, his spot was still empty.

I immediately turned on the light then checked the time on my phone again.
This time round.. it was 2:49 am!
I understand my husband is a very busy person and work obligations can come at anytime, so he must have left the comfort of his bed to solve so work related matter, but to do that at 3 am is insanity!

I had to go find him and force him to go back sleep, his health comes first and he can always work later!

I put on my nightgown, then I walked outside the room and headed down stairs towards his bureau.

As I expected, his bureau had the lights on, so I concluded he must have been inside there.

I slowly stepped closer, then calmly opened the door, when I did that though, I was surprised not to find Eliyas sitting behind his office, he wasn't working like I assumed, instead, he was on the floor on the prayer's rug praying, and he was at the sujood position when my eyes landed on him.

I very cautiously closed the door not to make the tiniest of sound, then I leaned on the wall, crossed my arms and watched him pray.

To my confusion though, I spent a long time watching him yet he didn't get up from the sujood to continue the rest of his prayer.

I just shook my head in amusement assuming he must have fell asleep in that strange position, I didn't even understand why he became so religious all at sudden in the heart of the night and decided to leave his bed to come pray at his bureau of all places, he could have simply prayed in the darkness in our room and I wouldn't have noticed, or maybe he was afraid I would wake up and shrike like a heroine in a horror movie thinking I saw a dark ghost.

I walked closer to him to wake him up, but as the distance shortened, I started to realize he wasn't sleeping after all, in fact, his shoulders were moving, and when I was close enough.. I heard his muffled duaa (duaa is when you ask god for something)

He was pleading god...

Needless to describe how awful I felt the instant I heard his choked voice, because this man is one of the strongest willed and most tolerant and independent of people I ever met, he always did his absolute best no matter how hard the situation was and never gave up, he must be feeling so hopeless and helpless to plead this much.

Seeing him coming secretly in the night where no one could see him to pray and plead alone made me realize how incompetent I was as his wife, earlier when we received the bad news I forgot and ignored Eliyas was sitting beside me as well, he received the same words and lived the same terror yet he kept his composure for my sake.

Later when I panicked in the car and cried terribly he was there too through it all, he must have felt very helpless.. Didn't he?

Although a part of me wanted to quietly leave the bureau and give him all the space he needed, I still decided to stay instead and show him that I was doing very fine already and ready to fight to keep our child safe, and all his desperate pleads should turn into thanks and gratitude for the gifts we already had.