MARWA

King Nasir

Subahanallah! I jerked up from sleep immediately I felt a tap on my shoulder. I flutter my eyes open and set them on someone clad in black cloth. The person dressed like a ninja.
Ya Rabb, how could the securities all fall deep asleep.
I swallow the acrid gob behind my throat.
Who are you? I asked.
The person didn't responded.
Talk now before I call the guards to deal with you. I thundered.

I turn around to turn on the light when I felt a whack on my waist.
I groan frustratedly.
My body become weak.
I couldn't move my body anymore.
My waist hurts terribly.
The person dragged me off the bed.
I landed on the floor.
Who are you? I asked weakly.
The person kicked me so hard.
I tried to wiggle out his hold.
He took out a bottle from his pocket and open it.
He forced it down my throat.

My body become weak.
I fall to the ground.
The person turn on the light and take off the mask.
To say I was shocked will be an understatement.
I open my pout to talk but I couldn't.
I keep forcing myself to speak up.
She let out a humorous laughter.

No one dare with Batool and go Scott free.
I have silent you till death you won't be able to talk to anyone or tell anyone who did this to you.
Let me see how you will reveal our secret to everyone.
Have a good night rest. Father-in-law. She smirk.

She kicked me again and walk out of my bedroom.
How did she pass the living room without anyone noticing her.
I lie down on the floor helpless.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
I tried to move my body but couldn't.

I spent the night lying down on the floor not dead but I would wish death took me.
I still find it difficult to talk.
I can't move either.
I keep praying for Allah to bring someone who will help me out.

I kept turning on the floor until I heard a knock on the door.
I couldn't respond to the knock.
The person keeps knocking and finally open the door.
Abbah! Asad ran to me.
What is wrong with you?
Why are you on the floor?
Why is your room scattered?
I blink my eyes at him.
Abbah please talk to me.
I shook my head.
Abbah, you can't talk.
I nod my head tears welled up in my eyes.

Asad, I wish I could tell you everything that happened but I can't talk.
Batool and Habiba are my enemies.
Asad took my hand.
I groan out in pain.
Guards! Asad hollered.
The Guards ran inside my bedroom.
What happened to Abbah?
My Prince we were deep asleep we don't know what is wrong with him.

Asad please take me to the hospital stop wasting time asking them questions. My inner voice muttered.
You all Guarding Abbah's apartment are fired.
You will not work in the Palace anymore.
Prince Asad, please forgive us.
Forgive you. Asad scoffed.
Did you see the condition my father is in.
He can't talk or move any part of his body.
The only reflex action his body could withstand now is the blinking of eye.

Asad turn to me.
Abbah I will take you to the hospital.
Assist me. He turn to the Guards.
Asad and two Guards raise me up and take me out of my bedroom.
I was taken to the car.
Asad drove me to the hospital.

He reached the hospital and drove inside.
He park his car in the parking lot.
Abbah, let me get the wheelchair.
He walk out of the car.
Ya Rabb!
Tears stream down my cheeks.
What have I done to Habiba to deserve such treatment.
Batool too.
Asad return to the car.
I was taken out of the car and was wheeled inside.
Certain test were carried out on me.
I was admitted.

I'm sorry, Asad.
I failed as a father and you have done a lot for me but I couldn't repay you back.
May Allah reward you abundantly and bless you my Son.
Inn Sha Allah you will find a woman who will genuinely love you for the sake of Allah.