His obsession. (Editing)

Chapter 26

OMAR POV

Layaan and I always try to sleep early, but it never works out since we get distracted and just start talking. We could hold a convo for hours and not get bored.

Eventually we got to sleep, it was about midnight but that's actually pretty early. As always Layaan would play with my beard until she fell asleep as I would play with her hair.

For some reason I was not able to sleep, something wouldn't let me sleep. After hours of trying to go to sleep I felt the bed get lighter and Layaans hair was out of my hand. I followed her quietly and noticed her putting on her abaya and walked out of the house.

I followed outside and noticed she made her way to the neighborhood park. She sat there next to a man.

LAYAAN POV

I woke up to use the restroom and as I looked out the window I noticed Jake walking towards the park. I saw that omar was asleep and decided to confront Jake.

I walked out of the house quietly and followed him to the park.

"Listen jack a** threaten my husband and I swear I'll have your head on a stick. Stay away from him, understand. I know what you do! I'm not scared of you! I'm furious. I've been nice to you my whole life and now you're threatening the love of my wife. And yea he is my love. I love him! No no wait im in love with him!", I yell as I look up straight into his dark eyes.

Suddenly Jake walks towards me and holds onto both of my wrists and gets so close our chests are only an inch apart.

"If you love him you would leave him. He's not going to have you, I won't allow it. I've loved you since Middle school and he shows up and you marry him?", he says as he stares down my eyes.

Suddenly Jake leans in and smacks a a kiss on my lips. His hands still holding my wrists allowing me not to push him away. Instead I decide to step on his feet until he let go of me, as soon as he stepped back I smacked the left side of his face making his left side all red.

"You don't touch me! You're not omar! Listen im only going to say this once. Get anywhere near omar your head will be on a stick, that's not a threat that's a promise", I said as I walked away. As I walked off I noticed omar standing in front of me.

"Why did you see him?! I can't believe you Layaan! This boy is physco! I can handle myself! I'm here to protect you!". He yells as he walks off to Jake.

"And listen you bastard, touch my wife one more time! I'm not afraid to go to jail. Leave us alone!". Omar walks off and grabs my hand and we walk away back to the house.

"Don't think you're off the hook". He says sternly still holding onto my hand.

We walk quietly in the house making sure not to wake up aunt- and uncle -. As soon as we entered our room omar begins yelling, "you went and talked to him! He is dangerous Layaan! What if he did something to you? Huh! He already kissed you! Look at your wrists! They're bruised from his grip! He could have done worse! I don't need you to protect me, I just need you safe".

Tears begin forming in my eyes and I stand up and try to make eye contact with omar, "I thought you were asleep! I just wanted to tell him to back off! He angers me when he says he is going to hurt you! He thinks he can get away with threatening you! And yes omar I am here to protect you as much as you're here to protect me".

We stood in silence for about three minutes until we heard a knock on the door. "Are you guys okay? It's 4 am. What could you guys be arguing about now" uncle Josh says with concern and a bit of annoyance.

"Nothing it's all peachy" omar answers as he walks out the room door eventually making his way out of the house.

Uncle Josh turned to me big eyed, "whatever you guys were arguing about really got omar mad. He doesn't leave the house like that unless he's really worked up. Do you need anything? I know omar tends to get mad fast, don't do anything drastic".

"No um it's okay, I'll handle him, I know how he can get" I reply holding back my tears.

Uncle Josh goes back to his room and I decided to pray tahajjud. I need Allah. I made wudu and prayed two rakaas. Afterwards I made duaa for about 45 minutes asking Allah to protect Omar and anyone else Jake could harm.

Fajir came and omar was still
No where to be found. We've been married for two and a half days, but I was so use to him leading me in fajir. I got up sluggishy and prayed fajir...alone.

After praying and making my tasbeeh I got back into bed and slept on Omar's side as I caressed his pillow. After a little nap I woke up to the sound of what sounded like a shower. After stretching and attempting to open my eyes, I noticed Omar getting dressed. His hair was wet which made sense since I heard the shower. I got out of bed and hurried to his side.

"Omar" I said softly my voice full of guilt. Nothing. He wouldn't even look at me.

"Omar please! I know I shouldn't have went behind your back like that, but I couldn't help it. I can't just lay back." I say as my voice starts breaking up.

Immediately omar looks at me and wipes my tears, "don't cry that's not fair! I was trying to give you the silent treatment. You can't mess with my emotions like that".

Why now my tears covered my face and I was buried in Omar's chest, more like stomach, since I was so short. In order to stop me from crying Omar lifted me and hung me upside.

"We don't do crying, Nope nope. No tears. I'll keep you like this if you keep crying" he said as he held onto my legs.

"Omar! You can't keep doing this to me! One day you're going to drop me! Im not the lightest person", I yelled as I tried to get out of his grip, but he was too strong and tall.

"Mm that just sounds like a lot of whining. Aww look at your toes! They are so tiny!" Omar said as he started drawing little faces on my toes.

"Omar you know I don't like people looking, touching, or even thinking about my feet!" I yelled as I tried grabbing the pen out of his hands. "Okay Omar you win! Im done crying! I swear! Just put me down!"

He managed to flip me onto the messy bed that I needed to do, and planted a kiss on my shoulder, "see that wasn't hard not was it".

I gave him an eye roll and playfully punched his arm, "oh yea not hard at al! I only had blood rushing to my head".

"Omar get off me! We need to go eat breakfast with Aunt Layla and uncle Josh" I continued as I tried pushing his away from my side.

He gripped tighter allowing the air to not get to my lungs,"But you are so cuddly! You're like a little teddy bear".

After five minutes omar was still stuck to my side, so I had no choice but to tickle my way out. I surprisingly started tickling under his armpit and stomach until he jumped off the bed, "okay okay my god, girl you can tickle".

"Yes! Now finish getting dressed", I said with a smirk.

After a couple minutes I made the bed and got dressed into a black abaya with a pink floral hijab. We sat down at the breakfast table and enjoyed aunt Layalas amazing muffins.

"So what are your plans for today?" Uncle Josh asked as he stuffed his fifth muffin in his face.

Omar and I looked at each other trying to understand what we were going, "um we don't know. We are going back to school tomorrow".