Someone Else's Diary

20. And Lupus Nephritis.

Mariam

It was the same video of Ameerah, as I expected he had saved those videos and had just erased the one from his phone. Great, hell no!.
But there was a small text below the video:

"I promise I won't misuse it until you behave well with me. The choice is yours beautiful ."

May Allah give Zaid some brain. I gasped dropping the phone on the floor, as Zahran barged inside the room. He looked down at the phone and noticed Zaid's name on the screen as the notification popped at the top of the screen. He ran a hand through his thick hair, further disheveling it. He shut his eyes in frustration as the tears sprung out of my eyes. I reached for his hands and whispered.

"It's not what you think!"

"Mariam."

He paused and opened his glimmering orbs.

"But why??!... Are you not happy with me?" He asked as his thick eyebrows creased together, I felt stones piercing my heart.

"No! Wallah nothing like that."
I opened my phone and clicked on Zaid's chat to show what was actually going on. But I stopped as I knew what Zahran would do if he saw the video and it was not good for Ameerah either. I locked the phone and threw it on the bed.

He looked at me as the tips of his eyelashes met the base of his eyebrows, his eyes drilling into mine.
I blinked back my tears as he slumped down onto the bed and cocked his head to one side staring at me.

"Come here." He said stretching out his hands.

I looked at him perplexed and placed my frail hands onto his warm ones and sat on his lap as his arms curled around my waist.

"I'm sorry for everything .. but for now please don't ask me anything about this."

I whispered into his ears resting my head on the crook of his neck. He turned me around and made our eyes meet, the tip of his nose grazing mine as we sat a mere breath away.

He ran his nose down the sides of the slender curve of my swan-like neck and planted chaste kisses from my clavicle to the mid part of my sternum, I moaned involuntarily losing control over myself gripping his hair and he stopped and let out a sigh against my neck

"Don't ever think of leaving me and getting away with some bastard you're only mine!"

He said as his fingers traced the contours of my spine and my toes curled inward.

"I never thought of or never will,"

I said swallowing the lump formed in my throat.

"Fine."

He whispered and untangled our legs as his phone rang. I wanted to ask about that mysterious unknown number who called him that day but I ignored it and let out a sigh drowning my thoughts about Ameerah.

"I'll talk to you at the hospital.. wasalam," Zahran spoke with panic in his voice.

"Who was that on the phone?" I asked creasing my brows.

"Uh nothing serious it was Dr Sadheer," He said looking everywhere else except me.

"Mm-hm, but what did he say why are you nervous?".