His Obsession

Chapter 11

The enormous bathroom lay before me.The glass enclosure was bigger then my whole bathroom back home.A large elevated jacuzzi occupied the center, four shower heads were adorned by blue & white ceremaic tiles.Two of the opposite walls were floor to ceiling mirrors, further adding to the spacious feel.I saw myself in the full length mirror, my cheeks flushed & my breathing ragged, my eyes puffed with the residual tear streaks on my face.I quickly washed my face & started gathering my thoughts...Ohh Allah...plz help me...I have to get out of here & more importantly I have to stay away from Aarej because obviously he doesn't know the meaning of personal space but one thing was clear, I have to behave & try not to make Aarej angry because clearly he loses all reason when angry.He is very dangerous & I have to be very careful dealing with him.

After sending various prayers, I exited the bathroom...Thank you Allah...no one was there Aarej had left.I wandered in the room looking around, almost half an hour later a young girl entered the room with a tray of food & drinks.She quietly placed it on the table & left without looking or uttering a single word to me.This was weird but expected as I was the respective prisoner. I was ravenous so I quickly cleared the food & gulped the drinks.I was worried about Salah(prayer)
I took a futon & made it in a makeshift prayer mat & offered my prayer.After praying I was at peace as I have left everything to Allah Almighty...Verily, Allah knows best...I locked the door & laid down on the bed thinking about my family, how much they would be worried, how much they would be suffering.Allah plz grant them Sabr & keep them safe...While I was deep in my thoughts, a sound reached my ears.It was such a beautiful symphony, the notes light but so emotional.It seemed that the person was pouring all of his emotions in it, the melody continued as the strings of guitar were played expertly.I blissfully listened & the heartfelt melody lulled me to sleep.

I woke up to the chirping of birds, I quickly did wudu (cleaning oneself for praying) & performed Salah. I tried to open the door but it was locked from the other side...definitely a prisoner...I thought bitterly, then I checked the windows but to my dismay, they were grilled.I finally, sat down hopeless because there was noway of getting out of this beautiful 'prison'.Finally, the door opened & the girl from yesterday, came with the same tray & after putting it quietly she left.I ate my food thanking Allah Almighty.I dont know when, but suddenly the door burst open & there comes one & only Aarej khan(note the sarcasm!).He scanned me head to toe..like seriously have I grown two heads in one night?...why the hell is he staring?...I cleared my throat to gain his attention & that was my mistake because in the next second he started stalking towards me, like a lion towards his gazelle I was backing away mirroring his steps sidestepping the furniture. I quickly went behind the table to create distance between us but he was circling towards me I tried to stop him by talking

When will I go home?
Why I am held prisoner?

He was observing me silently & continued his prowl.I again backed away but now he was in front of me, ready to pounce on me any second, I was again backed into the corner & he was looming on my petite frame...seriously this guy really have no concept of personal space...I was looking here & there avioding his gaze but he gripped my shoulders tightly making me wince.I reflextively looked up, his dark eyes were gwaking at me intently, glistening in the surroundings.I tried to pry his hands off my shoulders but no avail, I finally had enough of his appraisal I uttered softly, not to make him angry