My Blue Orange [COMPLETED]

Chapter 31

'I'm so sorry.', I burst into tears as he sauntered inside with his heavenly face.

I didn't know what happened.

Why all of a sudden I started acting like a total lunatic.

Why in the fu**ing hell am I so illogical?

I'm an absolute bitch.

'Stop saying such profanities.'

He remarked in a thick voice and inspected my IV Drip.

'What's that'?, he asked a man who seemed like a male nurse.

'Nothing just a glucose I V.'

(I V stands for intra venous drips)

'Its about to finish.', that guy remarked again with a happy face

Why the hell he's happy. I'm dying here.

'Wasn't asked?', Musa grunted with gritted teeth and that poor guy shrank.

I brought my knees up and rested my chin on them. He sat on the nearest stool,with his head hung down.

I didn't know how to apologize

I always create such havocs bringing him disgrace. 

'Musa.', my slurred in a whisper.

His head jerked up so hard that those inky black strands lost their balance and fell on his forehead poking his eyes.

I closed my eyes trying to counter the fire of god knows what inside me.

I opened my orbs again and found him gaping at me.

He registered my gaze and looked at the wall on his right gulping down.

I dropped my head on my knees and confessed.

'I' m sorry for bringing embarrassing you again.', I couldn't look in his eyes so I just said it to my knees loud enough for him to hear that.

There was nothing

Silence

That too loud enough to tore ones drum.

I moved my head to gaze up and found him throwing daggers at the ground.

'It's done.'

That guy came up to me and freed me from that pinching needle. I hated that.

I hate needles. They are always there to pop my happy bubble.

He was quiet and I didn't know what to say. We headed out in silence, not uttering a single vocal. Before I registered my whereabouts a car halted infront of us. He opened the door and I slide in. Cars flashed past by us as soon as we were on the road. He rode on a baby pace and and I rested my head against the window. I still felt dizzy.

'Don't tell Zaki about it.', I heard my small voice.

Not getting anything from him made my head turn in his direction. He appeared impassive. As if he didn't heard me.

'Don't tell Zaki about it.', I remarked again.

'I heard that.', his voice was slightly hoarse.

OHH MY GODD 

Is he crying?

'No.', he whispered and I took a good look at his face.

He wasn't crying but he felt low. 

Moments later I recognized a familiar avenue and he killed the engine at the curb. 

'Can you go on your own?', he asked with concern and I nodded as I opened the door and departed his cool Bently. Warm breeze hit my face instantly making my palms and soul sweaty. I waved at him after shutting the door and revolved through the lobby of apartment.