"I want to be the one you need in your pain, and I really want you to share every pain with me."
She kept looking at me while I massaged her feet. I sensed that this was helping; she was doing better, and eventually, she fell asleep.
I did this the whole night until morning, rubbing the hot water bag on her stomach and massaging her feet just to make her feel comfortable.
I sat beside her, and I didn't realize when I fell asleep in the same position.
~Helena Ahmed~
I woke up when it was 10 AM and saw the water bag on my stomach. Then my eyes shifted to the sleeping figure beside me.
Zaim was sitting beside me, but he was sleeping. I gathered my courage and sat up, glancing at him. Did he really stay like this all night long? Is he mad?
I pulled the blanket over him so he wouldn't freeze.
I then went to the bathroom, did my morning routines, changed my clothes, and returned to the room to see he had woken up and was pacing back and forth. One hand was in the air, and he had a thoughtful expression, while the other hand supported the first.
I passed by him, but he stopped me.
"Rose," he came near and grabbed my arms.
"Rose, how are you feeling now? Are you alright? Do you still feel the pain? Was it that severe? Tell me, Rose, how are you feeling?"
"Zaim, enough."
"Baby, what happened?" I shut my eyes and then continued.
"I know you must be angry because of your mood swings, but please, you have to take care even more, hmm? You can throw all your anger at me."
"Enough, Zaim. What do you think, that I'm a joke to you, huh?"
"I'm not understanding you, Rose. What happened, baby?"
"Enough is enough, Zaim. Stop playing with my heart. Don't act like you care. One moment you say you care about me, but your actions say something else."
"Rose, would you like to explain what exactly happened? I seriously don't understand. Open up to me so I can solve the problem between us. Until yesterday, everything was fine. We were fine with each other. Now, what happened in a day that you're acting like this?"
"Seriously? You think I'm acting? A big applause to you, Mohammad Zaim. I'm impressed. You just can't understand me, Zaim, never. You just throw your sweet words at me and think everything will be fine, but that's not how it works. Your thoughts and your damn worst behavior are completely opposite to mine. It sucks the life out of me."
She looked more beautiful when she called my full name, but damn, her anger was even more beautiful, though I knew it was because of her mood swings.
"If you don't tell me the reason for your anger, how will I fix things between us, Rose? Ok, listen, whatever it is, I'm sorry. I apologize for whatever I've done." I grabbed my ears, "But please calm down. You're not feeling well, and you shouldn't get angry in this condition, Rose."
"You think you can just say nice words and fix everything like before, huh? Every time I start to trust you, something happens that makes me question everything about you."
"Ok, ok, I agree. I know it's my fault. I'll grab your feet and apologize to my Queen, okie? Now please, calm down and have some rest. You must be tired after attending to the guests."
"What guests?"
"The ones that came yesterday."
"Who came yesterday?"
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HIS DELICATE ROSE
General FictionThis story is about how people, when faced with loss, turn back to Allah and find the right path for themselves. Often, we desire things in our lives without realizing that Allah knows better than us. We may beg Allah for things that are not good fo...