Omar's Treasure

((°Chapter 14°))

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Listening to Got7-Never Ever while writing this..Enjoy!

Omar stood up and walked to the mirror. He was looking tensed,nervous. Its like a lot of things were going through his head. He was trembling. I was snapped out of my thoughts when he spoke...

"You were wondering why I behave like this,right? I'll tell you now." He said still trembling..When I was 20, I met an old-time school friend,Fareedaht. We were friends throughout high school. Best of friends. She was just like you,pretty,intelligent and hardworking but she doesn't posses that modesty you have. She doesn't cover her hair. I won't blame her entirely. Her parents contributed to it. Her Mom was not modest. I was in a dinner meeting, a fundraiser. That's when we met. We got close to each other. I consoled her most of the times. I fell in love with her. Why? I offered to change her and she accepted. I changed her. She started praying regularly. She does Sadaqah and was modest. She started covering her hair either with veils, scarfs, or hijabs, sometimes, turban. He smiled. The first time I saw her on the hijab,she was breathtaking.

As time went on,I noticed she deviated from me. She had a male friend,Yusuf. He was tall,attractive,rich and a flirt. I tried talking to her about him. She refused. That's when I knew how stubborn she is. She became more close to Yusuf. If she wasn't with me,she was with Yusuf. It hurts whenever I see them together. I knew he was of no good. I knew he will be my downfall. So,in order to make sure she never slips away and to let Yusuf know that she belongs to me, I introduced her to my family. They loved and welcomed her to our family. She was well acquainted with them. So,I took the next step. He turned and looked at me and said "I proposed to her". He moved towards the bed. He then continued...

" She accepted my proposal. I was extremely excited. I was complete,I thought to myself. She was now my fiancée. It was a month to our Nikkah(Islamic wedding) when I got a phone call telling me that my fiancée was in danger in Room 33L in Skyrocket Hotels. I drove there as fast as I could. I wanted no harm near her. I rushed to this room. When I got in...
Omar stopped and started crying. He sat on the bed and clenched his fists on the sheets of the bed. He turned red. I've never seen this part of him. He was shaking. He was hurt. He was in pain. His eyes were red. I wanted  him to stop but he continued.

"When I got in,I saw her here,right on this bed in the arms of Yusuf. He was making love to her. She was moaning in pleasure. She was naked" he said in tears. He was pouring tears from his eyes. He was hurt. Pain. Shattered. Heartbroken. He continued "She surrendered herself to him. You know,I never made advance to her. We only hugged,kissed,and romanced. I respected her. I never wanted to see her nakedness until we were rightfully married. But,she gave it to that jerk. I wanted so bad to rip their hearts out. But,I'm not a monster. I ran out of the room. I was in pains. She rushed towards me saying " I'm sorry". I didn't know what to say. I left heartbroken. I never believed she would cheat on me. She was my Dunya,my world,my everything. I drove to my house. After an hour,I was a little calmer. So,I tracked the caller. It was Yusuf. He texted me saying...

"She's a virgin. I really enjoyed her. She kept moaning in pleasure. She was hurt but she loved it. I couldn't stop it. Sorry,I tasted her first. You can have her now. I'm done with her. She's sweet. But,I have a wife with kids. Assalam Alaikum."

That motherfucker. I cursed him. I was shattered. I was broken. I hated him with every breathe I take.

At this moment,I, Rabiah felt his pain. Why did she do that? That's devious. I went towards him consoling him. He was crying. He still had a lot to say. It was written all over him.

"Let me continue,Rabiah" He suggested. I wanted him to stop. But,I guess it was good to let things out sometimes.

"After a week, I got a call from Fareedaht telling me she regretted what she did. She found out Yusuf was married.She was devastated. She kept pleading to me to take her back. I couldn't. I ended the call telling her to get lost. The following day, I got a call from her Mom telling me that Fareedaht tried killing herself. I was shocked. I never expected that from her. I rushed to the hospital. I saw her lying down with IV's running through her veins and a mask on her nose. I was at the verge of crying but,I didn't. She was alive. Alhamdulillah! I stayed with her couple of days until she recovered. I took her home to her Mom who thanked me. I explained to her that our Nikkah has been cancelled. She wanted a reason. I couldn't give her one. I and Fareedaht started talking again after the incidence. I forgave her and we became friends. But,I still feel hurt whenever I see her. She'll be coming soon. She'll be here for 60days. She'll be on vacation. I'll have to control my anger again when I see her." He looked at me. I was still consoling him. He managed to smile. He fell to the floor. I placed his head on my laps and kept stroking my fingers in his hair.

"And then, months later, my Mo..."

"What?" I cut him off. "Isn't that all?" I asked. This is enough pain in his life.

"No, there is more" he said. He laid on my laps and continued....Oh Ya Allah,ease his pains. I said to myself.

"Months later, I noticed something different about my parents. They don't laugh. They hardly communicate or even eat together like before.
One night,I was feeling thirsty. I walked to the kitchen to quench my thirst. Then,I saw my Dad. What's he doing by this time? I followed him. He walked into the guest room. Why will Dad sleep there? I was confused. So,I asked Mr.Abideen,my personal investigator to find out what's going on.

After a few weeks,he came into ny office with some pictures of my Mom with another man". He broke down again. I could feel my abaya getting wet from his tears. He's crying again.

" I called my Mom to ask where she was. I heard a man's voice from the background saying "You smell good,baby". I was disturbed by that voice. It wasn't Dad's. But,I had an ounce of hope that it might be him. I called Dad and to my surprise,he said he was at the airport heading to our other branch at Bangkok for a meeting. I was infuriated. I felt hurt again. It felt like Fareedaht's. I was broken. I called Mom again and she apologised. I'm sure she realised I found out the truth already. My Dad knew my Mom was cheating. He's gotten over it. I'm trying too. Its extremely difficult. My Mom apologised. My Dad forgave her. They are in good terms now. Their smile,laughter, is back to the house. I'm glad because I can't imagine ny parents getting a divorce.". His story ended.

" I'm sorry,Omar. I never knew you went through all this. Fareedaht didn't deserve you just as how I didn't deserve Bilal" I said to him. He looked up at me and asked "Who's Bilal?"

"Bilal was my childhood friend. We grew up together,climbed trees together,ate together,schooled together,cried together,laughed together. We ended up falling in love with each other. We had a plan for the future but Allah knows best. My Mom told me Bilal was getting married to a multi-millionaire's daughter,Yusra. Bilal has always loved anything luxurious. I was hurt. He left without a good bye. So,I moved on and that's my story" I said to him.

"Oh,sorry,Rabiah. I guess we both fell in love with the wrong people. But,I hope you understand my story. That's why I'm rude at times. I closed my heart because I don't want to get hurt again. I opened to you. You seem different. Its like I started living since I found you. The need to live and love again,I found in you,Yasmeen" He said looking straight in my eyes. The blood in my veins froze when he hugged me. He smiled and went up to the couch.

"Thanks for listening. I guess we'll be here till morning. Its late already. I'll sleep here. You take the bed. Good night,Rabiah" He said with a smile on his lips and his eyes hugged each other.
I covered him with an extra blanket and I let my eyes hugged each other too saying "Good night,Omar"

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