Muina's POV
The first few months was full of love and understanding.Farouk was always at my side and taking care of me.
He had looked for a maid /caregiver for me whenever he had to go to work,but whenever he came back,he sent the help home, so that he could take care of me himself.
I always cooked for him when he came back and even fed him with my hands.He also did the same for me.We would actually fight over who would feed who?
He was walking towards our room when I spoke.
Muina:I always thought I would die without having sex,but after meeting you,am definitely dieing without it.
(He stopped in his tracks and turned to me)
Farouk: what did you say?
Muina: that you have bad sex
Farouk: I will show you bad sex (he chased after me.He caught me as we fell on the couch)
Muina:stop it ,I was just kidding
Farouk:oh really, so you are now telling the truth,huh(I giggled.)
It was all fun and games until a month later,my cancer started catching up to me.I was now put to bed rest and farouk had to atimes leave work,to tend to me.
I was vomiting alot particularly blood.The doctor always came over, and on the weekends I would sleep over at the hospital.
Farouk had now become my personal nurse.I would wake him up at nights due to my coughing and dizzyness.
He barely got any sleep, and I realised that he was starting to get annoyed.
I tried to hold his hand.
Muina: farouk,am sorry. (He angrily walked off,I couldn't help but cry.He later on came back to apologise to me)
Farouk:am sorry for how I acted, it's not your fault dear, forgive me (he hugged me)
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A dieing lover
Krótkie Opowiadania(This story is influenced by my current condition as I am predicted 5 years on Earth 😢) A short story about muina (my namesake) who is terminally ill and has less time to live.She finds love in farouk who is shocked to find about her current situat...
