scourge (On-hold)

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SCOURGE

CHAPTER 42

A week passed and the couple are ready to leave, Falak have learn to accept the fact that her dad is dead, and just like Malik kept reminding her he isn't coming back, she visited her brother at the hospital couple of times, some days she even shades tears at his deteriorating health condition, she can't explain or decipher reality and fiction from her relationship with Malik, he's been so nice and caring to her they seem to have some sort of chemistry building between them, some of the things and gestures he showed her some times she doubts if it's an act.

She's currently trying to make Malik Tamarind drink as she sings to Justin Bieber's song Intention.

"Picture perfect you don't need no filter"

"Gorgeous, Make em drop dead you're a killer"
The familiar voice responds making her turn with a smile.

"Shower you with all my attention, yeah
These are my only intentions."
Falak sings making Malik chuckle as he sits on one of the stools.

"Really,
Are those your only intention?
To shower me with Attention?"He asks as Falak pours some of the tamarinds into a bowl.

"Yeah, I guess.
You seem to be the only thing that matters to me." she says with a smile glancing at Malik who's staring at her.

"Well In that case I'm glad I know your intentions."He says emphasizing the intention with an impish smile making her furrow her brow.

"What?
Didn't you have any intention towards me?" she asked looking at him in an alert interest and he roared into laughter.

"Intention?
Of course, I have a lot of pretty intentions toward you."He says smiling making her turn back to the stove and grab the water kettle.

"Really?
what sort of intention?" she asks and Malik releases a heavy breath.

Sometimes he wished he can say mean stuff to this girl right in front of him, she was so naive and he didn't know a better less offensive word to use than stupid, he hates her like each day the hatred intensify, intention?
She'd hate herself if she know the intention he had toward her, he was looking forward to these two weeks, he was looking forward to that day she would pack her shit and get the fuck out of his life,
He has never seen someone a lady especially so dumpy and cheap as Falak,
Aside been dumb and cheap, in these few weeks he's close to her he realizes she's not very intelligent, she knows nothing, he wonders how she's managing at school, and how worst of a wife material can she be.

"Malik!" she says clicking her finger in his face and snapping him out of his reverie.

"Are you okay?"Falak asks curiously and he raises a brow at her.

"What?
Did I not look okay?" he asked grabbing the tamarind bowl and collecting a spoon from the island handing it to her.

"You zapped out,
What are you thinking?" she asks rinsing the spoon on the running faucet.

"Life course what else?
Are you done packing?" he asks and she hummed in response.