My Schizophrenic Husband

Chapter Twenty One (2)

Imam informed Farooq over the phone with a loud sigh, Farooq just bit his lower lips and stayed quiet throughout.

"I don't know where to find her to but I know she's fine from the information I gathered. They won't say anything, you could try if you still want to, I've done my part but I would pray for her, Assalamualaikum," he finished and ended the call immediately with a sigh.

Imam was dejected and he stayed in his spot on the bed for minutes until his wife noticed and questioned him to which he quickly responded not knowing what to do.

Umm Marada was shocked and scared for Faiza because she could recall she had seen her a few times and she was a sweet person. Even though imam didn't go deep into the matter, she was sure it was Faiza's husband that pushed her to run away, almost everyone noticed the downfall of their marriage after he married a second wife. And she shook her head in pity for Faiza.

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Faiza folded her new cloths and set it aside with a small smile that never left her face, Rose visited and left a few minutes ago and she brought a lot of things for Faiza and it made her very happy.

She wasn't able or allowed to go outside unless she was supervised and it had to be somewhere that didn't trigger her past, she'd been trying to forget everything but it had always been hard on her.

She fully regained her senses by the end of the first week she spent there and she was officially diagnosed with bipolar disorder, PTSD, depression and delusional. And after that she was moved to another supervision room where she would be held for the next six months.

She sighed as she recalled the memory of when she was told, she cried and held on to Rose in hot tears.

She had asked about her husband to which Rose have her a hard glare and almost slapped her on the face. And after that Faiza just bite her tongue whenever she wanted to ask if her husband came around or even made an attempt to look for her.

And everytime she summoned the courage to ask, Rose's glares or harsh replies would keep her mute.

Mrs Adams was obsessed with Faiza, she was the only patient with so many mental illness that would be easy to handle, talk to, fish information out of and treat. Probably because she was in the same field, it would be unreasonable for her to give them problems especially knowing how frustrating it might be.

It was also rather shameful for her to be diagnosed and be currently treated for that much disorders being a therapist herself but Mrs Adams assured her by saying she was a human and was subject to downfall at times.

And she accepted her faith and stood strong in her religion, she was loved by her supervisors and almost everyone in the physiatrist hospital, and sometimes when she felt bored, she went around to provide comfort for some patients.

She fell on her bed with a thud and sighed out loud as she stared at the ceiling as she wondered why Farooq didn't even make an attempt to find her, she was sure Rose would have informed her if he had came, the only reason Rose was reacting that way was because of how much she cared despite him not looking for her.

She rolled on her side and placed her palm under her cheeks, then she closed her eyes in attempt to escape her reality through sleep.

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Farooq held his head in his hand as his heart bled, his phone was shattered on the floor but it could not be compared to his battered heart.

He was seated on the couch in fear and deep regret, he wasn't sure of what his next line of action would be. The police search were fruitless, and the search stopped only after a few days. Rose would have his head if he made any attempt to speak to her and her boss most definition wouldn't disclose any information if he knew anything about her whereabouts.