YOURS, JANNAH

#THIRTY FIVE

"Collapsed as in how, Alim?" Jannah asked biting her lower lip hard.

Of course she had read about the symptoms and expected this just that this made everything feel and look more real.

She gulped down and patiently waited for Alim to fill her in. "Yes. I asked why he was sweating unnaturally earlier when he kept sweating but he refused to answer, dismissing me as usual."

"Bring him home, Alim. I think I know what is really wrong." She answered while reluctantly biting on her lower lip to stop the acerbic taste from spreading out all over her.

"Are you sure about that?" Alim asked from the other end filled with more reluctance while glancing down at his boss unconsciously lying on his chair.

"Yes and you should hurry up." With that, she hung up the phone and anxiously started roaming around the room looking for another ampoule and syringe.

Earlier in the morning when she woke up, she heard noise coming from the mini living room. She yawned and sat up then made her way to the hand luggage she was yet to unpack. Sleepily browsing through to check if there is something important she hasn't removed, her hand touched something weird in a nylon. Perplexed at not knowing what it was, she extricated it from the luggage and untied the spider nylon.

Inside it, she found three syringes, ampoules and a vial, it clicked right then. She ordered it the next day after Adnan had pushed her into the pool when she recovered from her fever. It felt as though she was starting to forgive his misdeeds then thought better and ordered the venom just in case, that will help her remember how he so unnicely threw her into the arctic frigid water. No forgiving.

Now she is going to use it on him so he feels how she felt all sick and weak because of his stupid principles. And at that moment, a small knock came from the door; she was quick to open it knowing it is room service bringing food for Adnan. He will eat and close the remaining, ordering excessively because he is wealthy.

She took the trolley from the door and thanked the bellboy with an anxious smile punctuating it. Her eyes darted towards the door that leads to the living room Adnan is getting dressed, still locked. She arranged everything to her wish, cracked open the ampoule and poured it's diaphanous candid content inside with shaky hands. She gripped the broken glass in her palms feeling the sharp edges almost piercing her palms.

Once everything was inside and her hand luggage rearranged back looking untouched, Jannah hastily fell back on the bed and closed her eyes pretending to be asleep. Adnan came out looking freshly showered, inelastic, ossified and stark. If he had noticed how her breath altered into a harsher ones then he didn't acknowledge it and kept walking back to the room quietly to not wake them up.

And now here is the result but she is not at all happy with what she had done. How could she? She never knew she could stoop too low to his level but she did making her feel disgusted. She should've just forgiven him and went along with her life. What if he dies? God, please no. She won't be able to live with herself, she will die too for killing her daughter's father.

The way he's been ignoring her for the past several days annoyed her to no end. Seems like he was going through the entire 'staying away' from one another thingy. She was depressed though Mariam keeps her company once in awhile when needed. Not all the time and Aisha too always calling to check up on her.

"I know Imara is interrupting you two so next time you fly somewhere I'm coming with you to help babysit." Aisha had said when she called few days ago to check how they are doing.

"Are you serious?" Jannah laughed seeing the earnestness coating her friend's face. She thought she was only kidding in that Aisha way of hers.

"I'm not and you know I am also right. So many things cannot take place because there is no one to babysit her and she cannot be seeing her parents in weird positions without clothes. She is a smart girl." Aisha laughed at the horror on Jannah's face. She misses those looks from her whenever she says something naughty.