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Chapter 35

*1 hour before jamal's demise.

"Excuse me ma" I looked up to see a scruffy looking police man dressed in their usual black on black uniform standing above me. I recognized him as one of the officers who was present at the shootout. 

"Yes,  is there any problem?" I inquired

"Not exactly ma,  it's just that the person who gave us the lead on where to find you is here and I think you should at least thank the person"

"Oh definitely,  I really should.  Please take me to our saviour" I stood up,  wiped the little tears that settled on my face from the time I was making dua and let the officer lead the way.

We walked past doors and corridors,  I almost thought I was in for another kidnapping issue but I brushed that thought off before it sank in. Finally,  we reached a door and he stopped

"The person is behind this door,  I think this is where I should stop for now.  If there's any problem I'll be waiting here for you" he said as he moved aside and gave me way to go in.

In as much as I was scared and doubtful I just had to go in. I pushed the door slowly with my left hand so I don't overwork my right hand and the door made a creeking sound which stopped soon after it started. 

If anyone had told me a day would ever come that I would stand face to face with this person and believe I'm still alive because of their help I would have cursed that person.  I fought hard to close my mouth and hide my shock.  But wait,  no one ever said she was the one.  There was definitely someone else here.  I looked round searching for another party but there was no one so I mustered courage to speak. 

"Why are you here?" I asked as she  stared at me with a blank expression.

"I came to clear my name" she said

"There's nothing you can do that will ever clear your name because you are the cause of every misfortune that has befallen Jamal and I" I said with my voice still calm but stern

"True that,  but I have a reason for all that.  Please have a seat and I will tell you the whole truth,  the reason why I approached you in the first place and why I made your life  a living hell"

I wanted to hear it all,  I wanted to know the truth,  I wanted to know why I ended up like this but my pride just wouldn't let me. I turned and walked towards the door when her voice stopped me

'I was blackmailed into doing this' her voice continued on despite the fact that I turned my back on her. 

'Hafsah is someone from my past.  She was a year ahead of me in secondary school and our parents seemed to know each other as they had the same connections. I was practically forced to become close to her to strengthen the ties between our families and it worked. She turned out to be nicer than I thought and we became inseparable until one day,  when I found out that she was in love with my boyfriend who Is jamal's late brother,  Junaid. She swore on her life that she'd rather see him dead than be with me but I didn't take her words to heart since I knew her to be a weakling. A couple of days passed and I noticed her movements were strange so I decided to follow her every move but I was already too late when I started, there was nothing i could do because he was already killed,  s-she killed him and had photos taken of me at the scene to frame me,  that's how I ended up doing this because no one would have believed I was innocent and she threatened to bring down my family' Her voice shook while trying to complete her statement. Her eyes were red, teary and swollen.  She looked like a mess but I couldn't help but pity her. I pulled her into a hug and made soft circles on her back silently allowing her to enjoy the silence and find tranquility. 

She finally stopped crying but I could still hear silent sobs that she was trying to conceal.  I had to put myself in her shoes and imagine myself losing Jamal,  how would I live?  I had just learned to love him,  would I ever be able to bear it?  I pushed that thought aside as I remembered he was battling for his life so I don't attract negative forces towards him.

'I think I should go check on Jamal now,  you should too because you've been of much help to us and, thank you so much bahijja, even if you put us through a lot Allah guided you to the right path eventually and you helped us. For that I'm really grateful' I said as I pulled her up and straightened her dress.

We walked to the ICU and stood by the window where his bed was since bahijja wasn't allowed to go in. We stood and just watched him breathe through the oxygen mask.  He looked like he was so much at peace,  he looked like he had no problems whatsoever.  I just wish he could remain that way.  I turned to the wailing cry of a man,  jamal's father.  His eyes looked bloodshot red and he had aged a lot from the little time we were gone,  he had dark circles and had lost weight.

'Where is he? how is he? How are you my child,  I hope they didn't hurt you?' He threw questions at me as he cupped my face in his palm and shook his head a little while showing me his sad eyes. 

I turned and made way for him to see his son and he moved closer and put his hand on the glass which separated the air we breathe. 

'Your mother will be back tomorrow,  she was on a shopping spree in Europe and was to head to Ibiza afterwards for spa treatments but upon hearing about both of you she took the next flight' I nodded as I remembered the last time I saw jamal's mother,  everyone calls her my mother now because they still think I'm married to their son. I liked the fact that they considered me as their own,  it felt warm and welcoming. 

'You never introduced me to your friend' he said as he turned to bahijja's side. 

'Uh-ermm' I was stuck,  no one knew of their marriage so I had to act fast.  'Shes the person who saved our lives' I let a smile embrace my lips as I held her close

'Thank you so much my child,  Allah ya miki albarka' he said to her and prayed for her. 

We had a brief conversation and abba had to leave to get mama from the airport. Turns out she left earlier than we all thought. I decided to use that free time to perform sallah. I went to a secluded area in the hospital and used the hijab a lady gave me earlier to cover my body. 

I prayed for anything and everything.  For long life and happiness, for love, for peace and most importantly for Jamal!

*After Jamal's demise.
Beep!
Beep!!
Beep!!!
I heard the reoccurring sound from the monitor indicating the heart was beating.  The oxygen mask was taken off his face and doctors and nurses surrounded him while taking turns to examine him.

When the doctor ran toward the ICU after our private conversation I could only imagine bad things.  I could only think of how I'd become a widow before even marrying him.  I imagined burying the live of my life but Alhamdulillah that wasn't the case.  He ran because he was also surprised that he would wake this soon. 

I quickly made sujood and thanked Allah for answering our prayers.

SURPRISE!!! I know I broke all your hearts when I killed Jamal.  He didn't die,  I was just in the mood to joke when I wrote the last chapter and I wanted to put y'all on suspense for a while to let it sink in and update a while after but life got in the way.  I really didn't want to leave you guys  without an update for so long but my life has been so messed up lately but Alhamdulillah everything is going back to normal now by the will of Allah. 

I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting okay.  Please bear with me. 

And I haven't mentioned how much I love you all in a little while but I'm sure you guys know. 

With love, 
Raheena 💖
Fi Amanillah.