His obsession. (Editing)

Chapter 29

Layaan pov

As I walked out of the house I turned my head to look at the door. A bit of hope filled my heart that maybe Omar would run out the door and tell me that his anger got the best of him.

After 30 seconds I realized he wasn't gonna come out anytime soon. I turned my head back to sidewalk and made my way to the masjid.

I wanted to go and let out all my frustrations to someone, but I knew it would be better to keep my marriage problems between Omar and I only. Who better to turn to at this time than Allah.
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As I entered the masjid I could no longer hold my tears and ran to the corner of the women's prayer room and let my tears fall. I hated when people would see me cry, being sensitive didn't help especially since all I did was cry.

I prayed asr and right after I decided to sit and read Quran. Omar didn't want me home so I would use this time to stay at the masjid and feed my heart and soul.

Before I knew it, it was time for isha. What felt like 10 minutes was actually 4 hours. After praying isha my heart fell as I thought I'd what to do and where to go. I had no choice but to go back to the house. I knew Omar he would wanted his uncle to know we were fighting as much as I wouldn't want him to know.
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As I stood In Front of the house door Turing the knob, uncle josh opens the door with a frown , " where have you been? Where is Omar? Are you guys okay?!"

Before answering I cleared my throat to help my voice from breaking, "um I was at the masjid the whole day...I wanted to just sit and read Quran the whole day, you know?"

His face formed into a smile, "barakallah feki, that's good, and Omar?"

Before I had a chance to even think of what I was going to say Omar was home.

"I was out looking at apartments, I would have been here sooner but you know the traffic", he replied with a smile.

Was he still mad? Was this an act? Was I forgiven?

Uncle josh smiled, "okay then, we'll both of you next time just please let my or your aunt know when you guys go somewhere"

"In shaa Allah", Omar and I replied together.

After out interrogation with uncle josh Omar headed upstairs to our bedroom. I thought about following him or not. I was too scared to know if he was still mad or upset. I decided to follow him upstairs. I needed to know what was going on in his mind.

As I followed him into the room Omar grabs his pillow and a blanket and places them on the floor on the other side of the room.

"Omar are you serious right now? I didn't do anything! I love you! You're everything good in my life! Do you know believe me? You really think I would sell you out for Jake?!" I raise my voice at Omar as he lays on the floor.

"I never said I didn't trust you, or that I don't believe you. But the picture doesn't lie, you were smiling Layaan! And you were literally inches away from him! He kissed you that one day at the park! I don't know! I just don't know!" He replied sternly.

"Okay, so it's like that. You know he kissed me forcefully and I slapped him back for that! You know what Omar believe what you wanna believe. I'm sorry for what I did, I know it wasn't right but it was in the moment and I asked forgiveness from Allah. I'll be patient. Because I know your place in my heart, and so does Allah. He will clear my name".

I picked up my pillow from my side of the bed and places it on the floor with a blanket on the opposite side of the room where Omar was sleeping. I couldn't sleep on s comfy bed knowing he was going to sleep on he cold ground.