Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.
Janan
She sprayed the praying mat on the carpeted floor. Then pure her out to the Almighty before standing up and looking around the room. Everything was decorated to perfection. Her suitcases are laid out at the otherside, the king size bed is elegantly decorated with dozens of pillows and duvet sprayed out beautifully. The room is painted in gray and white giving out a unique taste.
Her stomach growl and she remember that Ummi told her that the fridge is stuff with food and everything she needed.
Janan made her way to the kitchen but halt when she saw him sitting in the living room. He was on phone not paying attention. She drag a long breath before proceeding to the kitchen. She opened the fridge then closed it. Her mind went to home before sighing.
She then looked at the gigantic kitchen. She walked to the pantry and open it, different kind of food stuffs and ingredients were stored. Her eyes glanced at a bag of flour before she smiled.
It been long since she bake!
And night snacks is good. She pull out everything she needed and start making an Arabian pastry she learned from her online classes. pistachio cake is a very famous and delicious desert in the middle east. She hoped it will comes out great.
After an hour Janan was done with pistachio cup cakes. The kitchen is filled with the rich aroma of the baking. She pull a chair in the middle of the kitchen and pick one cake before eating it with a hot cup of black tea.
Her mind then went to Nawfal that she passed earlier and she clearly remember the promise she made to his mother.
Can she even do it?!
By Allah, Nawfal is the most intimidated person she has ever meet. She always find it hard to look at him and now to even talk to him.
She keep on thinking, after she's done eaten. She stocks the rest of the cake in the fridge and went out of the kitchen. He wasn't there anymore. She started touring around the house and to her utter shock the place has only one room, one sitting room, a store and a back garden. It was designated for one person.
It his place you moron!! Her subconscious reminded her.
Janan inhale sharply before making her way to the room which she doesn't want to believe his inside. She first knock but there was no response, she was going to turn when a strength of braveness came to her.
Janan pushed the door and to her utter surprised she saw Nawfal soundly sleeping. He was in a white thobe and his back is to hers.
His a human after all...
She stride inside the room. When she came close to him, she couldn't take her eyes off him. His face was so beautiful Janan feel like staying there forever.
Forever! Are you nut?!
She stared at his long lashes, his chiselled jaw and his pink lips...
"What are you doing here!"
Nawfal raised his very cold gaze staring at her.
"This is my room also. Didn't you see my suitcases?" Janan said wanting to act polite as much as possible. She remove her eyes from his because of the intensity of it.
"How dare you talk back at me! You filthy little-"
"Stop it!! Nawfal please stop it!"
It was her first time calling his name. She's not going to take his shit anymore. What her father did has nothing to do with her.
Before Janan knows it, he stood up and hold her neck, his nose flaring and eyes blazing with fire.
It was Déjà vu
"Do you think I will accept this marriage?! Do you think I didn't forgot how my father was brutally killed by those scums! I hate everything about them and I hate there breeds! You better start begging me to divorce you!.. Because I will make your life miserable! Nonsense!!" He said throwing her to the bed like a piece of trash.
Janan quickly stood up from the bed her eyes full of tears. "Why didn't you killed me! Why didn't you killed me when you had the chance five years ago! Why didn't you!?"
She shouted and Nawfal was going out of the room when he stopped on his track.
"Why didn't you end my life right there and then! Give me one reason why you let me live?!" Janan shout again looking at his muscles reflex in his back.
Nawfal was so silent. So dead silent! For the life of him, he doesn't know the answers to that. He doesn't know why he has been monitoring her whole life. He doesn't know why he stays in the shadows and watch her and the most, he doesn't know why he couldn't let her die when she was hit by a car trying to escape from him..
He doesn't have the answers to all! And he hope he will never got the answers.
Nawfal goes out of the room and Janan drop down to the floor, she wailed for hours and hours till she couldn't do it.
She doesn't know if she will ever get a happy life because there's not a day that will pass without her shedding tears. When she came to Riyadh she feels very happy at the warm welcome of his family. And now, this is how her new life started. The vemon she saw in Nawfal's eyes scared her..
Could she survive this?
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Abduction
Mystery / Thriller~~~~~ Janan Muhammad Ghali is a young woman who has always struggled with fear. Her past trauma has left her with no memory of what happened five years ago, and she often finds herself lost between imagination and reality. Despite this, Janan is det...