Deadly Stalker

Chapter XXI: Creepitude

My mouth felt like it had been sealed shut. All I could do was just stare ahead and nod my head whenever someone asked a question. The dinner after I received that message was horrible. I could put it in the worst dinner list. Never in my entire life, I had such a dinner or maybe it was because never in my entire life I had faced something like this.

I needed to work hard on my outward expression. No wonder why mom asked me whether I was okay? She sounded concerned but I don't know why my mind doesn't always trust the people of this house except Zaid and sometimes Eman. It was like this gut feeling that if I trust them it will a bad bad moment in my life. But not always, gut feelings are mostly right.

The night after the dinner and the message was nothing. Nothing because I couldn't sleep and kept tossing and turning over. I think we were on the same page because even Zaid did the same. No amount of being close Zaid could help me go to sleep so instead I retorted to staring at the opposite wall or the ceiling above.

If you're a muslim, you must have heard of Satan trying as much as possible to let the person sleep during the time of fajr prayers. That was exactly what happened with me. It was only forty five minutes to fajr and I felt my eyes drooping. Before I could even think of getting up I slipped into oblivion. I don't know if Zaid tried to wake me up, maybe he did. But I must too deep in sleep to even comprehend.

***

"You might want to pack up. Because we're leaving tomorrow for India." Zaid ended the suffocating silence. I had totally forgotten about our honeymoon. I think I am forgetiing too many things nowadays.

I smile at him and no this wasn't fake, it was a genuine one, like the one you give to someone who something really good to you. I was very thankful to him for reminding me. Don't know what would have happened if he didn't remind me. Maybe end moment chaos. I think I am rambling too much.

"I don't know how people can mask their emotions. I think I need to learn that." I blurt out aloud. A small part of me wishing that no one should be in the room. But in a moment I was face to face with Zaid. He had looked up from his laptop, stared at my face for while before opening his mouth.

"You're perfect in doing that. You're perfect in everything. All you have to do is pay attention to your surroundings because whenever you're scared or nervous you zone out a lot." I nodded my head, like a student paying attention.

"Okay sir. Thank You." I mocked a student's voice, ruining it my laughter. He laughed along with me until we were both out of our breaths. Wonder how one person can change your mood in a matter of minutes. Though it was all me who started laughing, all Zaid did was b serious as a teacher. No matter who did it, it felt really good.

***
"You're fired."

If you think any other word in english is as sad as these three than you're wrong. At least it is wrong when you are doing your dream job. This day couldn't get any worse. I was standing at the spot staring at my now ex-boss. I was practically frozen on my spot. I couldn't move nor could I speak anything.

I don't how or when Zaid came inside and shook me hard, I came back to senses. That bitch of my boss must have called him inside. Oh how much I loathe her now!

Zaid and I were supposed to go to my parent's house because it had been a long time I had seen my parents and I couldn't see them for at least three weeks. So Zaid proposed that we go and meet them before we fly off to our honeymoon. Before leaving I had got a call from that bi**h to meet her as soon as possible.

"Are you okay?" Zaid asked.

"Yeah. I'm.. I'm fine. I'm fine." It was like I was making myself believe that I am fine.