Chapter 15

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Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim

Iman's POV

"You think I'm ignoring you?". He asked all of a sudden and I turned to him surprised. He was still looking at his phone.

"I don't think, I know you are ignoring me". When I said that, he dropped his phone and looked at me intently causing me to look down at my hands.

"I'm going to the mosque". He finally said as he stood up and left.

This isn't the Muhammad I know!
This isn't the Muhammad I fell in love with!
Who are you and what did you do to my Muhammad?!

I just kept thinking about the time we used to be like normal friends back then before our marriage was arranged. Back then when I fell in love with his charms. Will he have loved me if our marriage wasn't arranged? What am I even saying. He doesn't even love me now that we are married. He probably saw me as his sister. I felt like crying right now.

I stood up and went to my room to pray. I read the Qur'an to ease my mind and by the time I was done I wasn't sleepy. So I took a novel from my side drawer titled 'The 12th Victim' by Katie Lier. I didn't even know when I slept off while reading the book.

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I woke up when I heard the call to prayer. I stood up then went to the bathroom. I performed ablution and prayed Raka'ataini Fajr and Fajr then decided to rest for a while before I wake up to prepare breakfast.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

I rubbed my eyes and opened them as I walked lazily to the door. I opened it and saw Nadia.

"Ina kwana (Good morning)". She said.

"Lafiya qalau". I said yawning.

She laughed and said "Breakfast is ready".

"Okay". I said. " Wait what? You cooked? What's the time, Innalillahi". I said as I rushed to check the time. It was 7:42am. I guess I over slept.

"Yeah. You didn't come downstairs so I decided to just cook ". She said.

"Oh, Thank you so much". I said and I hugged her. She was shocked at first but then she hugged me back.

I went back inside the room as she left and I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth then went downstairs to eat.

I didn't see Muhammad there so I asked Nadia.

"Um Nadia, Ina Muhammad? (Um Nadia, where's Muhammad?)". I asked her.

"He left a while ago and don't worry, he ate before he left". She said and I just nodded.

It's been 2 days now since the other day I confronted him about him ignoring me, we didn't really talk that much since then just greetings here and there. And to be honest, it's hurts...a lot. It hurts me more because I love him. Yes, I love him. I have finally accepted the truth. Though I have had a crush on him since, I wouldn't call that love but now I'm very sure I do love him and that hurts even more because I know he doesn't reciprocate my feelings.

Today is Thursday so I didn't bother getting ready for school because we have one lecture today and the lecturer has traveled. As planned, the girls are coming today. Yayy, finally I will have my friends in this house tho we have grown quite close with Nadia these past few days. I learnt a lot about her. She's 19yrs old, a year younger than me. She has an elder brother and sister (They are twins) and her sister is married with 2 children while her brother got married last year and his wife is currently pregnant. She's in her second year studying Law. And it was when she said so that I realized I sometimes don't see her in the morning and afternoon. She's in school those times.

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