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Chapter 26- The past

Let's say a little dua for women of the world. To those who are suffering, May Allah grant you all ease - Verily with hardship comes ease.  My prayers are with those who have marital problems, childbearing issues, family problems. May Allah be with all of you. In shaa Allah the end is near for your suffering. May we be among the dwellers of Jannah,  Ameen.

*Zahra's POV
I sat at the edge of my bed rubbing my hand where my blood sample was taken from earlier. It reminds me of Zaria days, I hate needles a lot and I happened to fall sick quite frequently when I was doing my diploma there. I had a lot of good memories back then with my friends, I had just two friends  because I didn't like crowd. I lost contact with them after we finished but I heard one of them died. May Allah grant him jannah.

I heard the door open and I looked up, it was musa. He used to be my friend...where did that friend in him go. I looked at him with sad eyes not saying anything because I may break into tears.

We haven't had one peaceful day in this house. I have asked for my divorce paper more than a million times and he's still so adamant.  If he doesn't love me, why is he still keeping me?

I was brought back to reality when I felt the other side of the bed sinking in, I saw him moving closer to me...to do what? Call me dense but I couldn't comprehend the sight before me. I only understood what was going on when I realised he was shirtless.

'Pig' was the only thing I could utter then I spat on his face. 'May Allah punish you for the evil thoughts going on in your head. You just want to use me to satisfy your desires then when you're done you'll try to kill me like you and bahijja both tried to do, don't think I've forgotten in a hurry because I can never in my lifetime forget such ungrateful bastards like you and that witch'. I said as I got off the bed, grabbed my floor length hijab and threw over my shoulder and exited the room.

I looked down at what I was wearing and I scoffed. I can't believe I once wore this hijab to look unappealing to bahijja so she won't have inappropriate thoughts. I mentally laughed and immediately regretted why I still kept it when it holds such memories. I found the badminton ball I threw out of my room this morning while cleaning, it must have missed me so much that it had to come back...I consoled my self and looked at it in pity. I gave it a little kick and it bounced happily and I kicked it with a little more energy this time around and it landed in an unexpected place, in jamals cap which he was holding in his hand. Hahaha that was a nice catch 'J' I thought. I studied the expression on his face but it was unreadable. He looked at me with so many emotions in his eyes but I didn't understand a single one, I did but why? He looked at me with disgust. Why?

I tilted my head sideways to see if he was just lost in thoughts but no way, he was far more alert than I thought.  His eyes followed me slowly,  we stayed like that for a little while before he walked up to the door and walked in. Some one is cranky today, I wonder which high horse hit his ass I thought.

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I combed my hair with a small comb since that is the only thing that can tackle it's messy situation. I hadn't combed my hair In almost a week and the texture of my hair doesn't  help at all, I have this short hair that isn't  evenly spread everywhere. In essence, I am hairless. I tied it with a little ribbon and put some gel in front so the hair could lay. I'm going to get my test result today so I might as well just look good, you must never go to the hospital in a mess, unless if you're dead.

I went out to check if jamal was ready but his car was no where in sight. What does he take me for? He forces me to go for a test and he won't even drive me to get the result. I scoffed as I made my way to the gate to find a cab.

'Mrs Isah' a nurse called out. 'Mrs isah' she called out again. I was starting to get annoyed because people just come to the hospital and get in the queue then later leave. Is the hospital their fathers house?  I thought as I looked down at my phone and continued my game. 'Mrs Zahra Isah' she called out again. And bam!! It occurred to me, I'm the person she had been calling. I looked around to see the faces of people just incase there was a troublesome looking one, doesn't look like there's any. I stood up slowly approaching the nurse with the board in her hand. 'Umm-uh excuse me, I'm Mrs isah' I said with apologetic eyes. 'I've been calling you and you didn't respond,  I saw you touching your phone in that corner. It's people like you that make our jobs hard' she hissed and asked me to follow her. Behind me I heard the other patients murmuring,  some even hissing. I don't blame them because I would have done the same thing.

'Here's your test result madam, your husband collected his earlier. He said to tell you to meet him in room 102 West Wing when you arrive' a different nurse from earlier said. She looked much nicer than the other nurse but looks can be deceiving. I smiled a little as I took the white envelope from her and thanked her. I walked out of the room and held the result praying to Allah for what's best. I slowly opened it and tears reached my eyes, I could no longer see because it was like a flood in my eyes. I took the result before me as faith as I cleaned my face and made a dua inwardly.

I walked to room 102, I wonder who is in this room. I pushed the door slowly and my eyes met jamals eyes, beside him was a woman, her back was facing me so I couldn't recognize her. Before I could walk into the room jamal spoke.

'You did your diploma in zaria right' he asked with his eyes fixed on me. I couldn't say anything because I was confused. Why would he ask me that.

'...You Murderer' that was the next statement he uttered and I couldn't understand why he would address me that way.

I remembered something... The past, Maybe he found out about it...

Asalamu alaikum dearies😊😊 I hope you all enjoyed Eid? May we get the chance to witness many more. Ameen

Soo, how was this chapter? Do you think her test results came out clean? Why do you think Jamal called Zahra a Murderer? And what could it be about her past that she remembered?
I look forward to seeing your comments😙😙
With love, 
   Raheena💖
Fi Amanillah.