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" Just treat her quickly. " Mukhtar told the nurse in a hurry, as she fearfully put the hospital documents aside.
She called in the ward boy to get a stretcher , other nurses, and the doctor. The Stretcher came in, and Zaina was put on it. Her blood staining the white sheet.
After she was hospitalized, Mukhtar glared at Salma, and said. " This is all your fault Salma. "
"Spare me that Crap ! This is not close to my fault at all, if you never loved me, why did you marry me? "
" You Barren witch ! " He yelled at her, and she flinched in fear, but yelled back, ignoring the audience they had called.
" Just one year, and you call me barren. Besides, you could be the one barren yourself, you know. "
He held her hand and threw her into the storage room. He locked them inside, and held her neck.
" Never in your miserable life, make that statement again. " He left it, as she looked for air.
He smirked and added.
" Besides, do you know how many girls I got pregnant and had them abort it in college ? "She felt disgusted, regretting ever marrying that man. Her friends over hyped her that she was marrying royalty, and she felt proud herself, but now... She would have preferred a pauper.
" You are a Dog ! A dirty dog, you hear me ! " She yelled still holding her neck.
" If I am a dog, then you lost your virginity to a dog. " He smirked and left.
She fell to the floor in tears, and began to pity the innocent girl.
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" What happened ? " Humayra asked her brother, as he ran his hand through his hair — something he did whenever he was stressed.
" Nor Zaina, Nor Mukhtar are answering my calls. " He replied worriedly, and Humayra held his bulging biceps, that would kill her in a blow.
" Calm down, Bro. She will be alright. " Humayra said, contemplating whether she was convincing herself or her brother.
She stared at Mukhtar's house once more, and asked him to take them away from there.
" She could be in the Hospital ! " Humayra said, and idea popping into her head.
" Yeah, for check-up or something. " He said, and drove her to the Hospital.
As they entered the hospital, Humayra rushed to the receptionist, and quickly asked.
" I am here for Zaina, Zaina Abdullahi Gambo. "
" Sorry, but there is no report of anyone by that name. "
She must be new.
" Oh. Okay. I'll be going, now. " I said, and was about leaving, when she called me back.
" There was a couple here, but they didn't wait to register any report. One of them, the wife I suppose, was dark skinned, moderate height, badly wounded, and... "
" WHAT! " Ayman yelled, and I held his Shoulders.
" Calm down, this is a hospital. "" Never you in your life, call them a couple. She is my fiancé. So never ever try that nonsense again, or else, you'll be in a worse situation than ours. " Ayman warned, and she muttered.
" Both men are violent. "
I didn't say anything, so as to avoid her death, and so I asked her to show us the room.
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Married to Prince Khaleefah
RomanceHe is the heir to the Emir's kngdom, rich, powerful, and handsome, eyes of all girls. She was a normal girl, beautiful , rich, but lived in her family's shell. Fate brings them together, and being the nice girl she was, accepted her fate, but he di...