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54~Trespass

Najib's POV:

"Just twenty-seven days left...

My time was ticking, and still, I hadn't thought about what to do.

I guess the universe was bent on making my life complicated.

Grandma has revealed the company's license to her; how do I trick her into getting full ownership of all my properties now?

She isn't a fool to get sugar-coated by mere words, and I'm sure Grandma must have warned her not to let go of her rights to the company.

Losing Zaitun wasn't an option, and letting go of Habiba is not an alternative at this point, not until I have gotten everything.

"Only if Zaitun would let go of her insecurities and trust me,"  I sighed banging my fist on my steering in frustration.

"Why can't she trust me?"

I'd promised not to spend my life with anyone but her, so why don't she trust me? I  swear I can't even picture a future with Habiba; only Grandma's grown affection and attachment towards Habiba is the only obstacle to my plans; it stings to know that I might end up hurting Grandma along the line.

But what do I do? It's my life not anyone's, and besides, no relationship succeeds without love, which we don't feel for each other.

Glancing at her, I found her already dozing, her head resting against the window screen.

It hadn't been long since we got stuck in the traffic jam, and she was already sleeping so soundly.

Carefully, I moved her head to the seat and then I adjusted her seat backward so she could lay properly, and despite how much I moved her, she didn't flinch or open her eyes even for a second.

"I guess she didn't get a good sleep, after all, the hospital beds are never comfortable, and not to talk more of sleeping on an empty stomach," I muttered.

Now that I thought about it, did she stay hungry all day? I felt a pang of guilt, guilt of depriving her of food and keeping her hungry all night.

I quickly got rid of her thoughts, as it wasn't the right time to let my emotions control me; rather, I needed to think of how to convince Zaitun to spare me more time; a month that she had given was too little to complete my plan.

I had begun to vibe to my music again when my phone beeps.

"Let's meet at our usual spot by 2 pm; we need to talk, Baby; it's urgent." 

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Habiba's POV:

The feeling within me felt surreal, to be in his arms again feels like a rare dream come true.

I'd given two hours of my time pretending to sleep just to hear him murmur strange things.

We made it home at noon, and since I was fake sleeping, he had to pick me up in his arms up to our bedroom.

What did he mean by "just twenty-seven days left?" It felt like he had little time left to accomplish something, and that thing seemed to have something to do with Zaitun.

What are they up to? I thought while trying my best to maintain my closed eyes.

He was still in the room, I could hear him moving around.

"It's just 1 pm, I'll be there soon, wait at the female section." He said on the phone he was backing me, so it made it possible for me to take a glance.

My curious self was tempted to ask him questions about all I had heard from him earlier, but I knew that would blow up my cover. I'm sure he wouldn't be answerable to any of my questions, but my curious self wouldn't budge either.