Twenty-seven

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Third person.

It was a sunny afternoon, as usually Maryam is alone in the house with just books as her companion. She haven't seen Ibrahim since the night before. She was worried sick that something might have happened to him.
Later on, she decided not to worry her self. After all he's used to disappearing for three days and so. She shouldn't disturb herself on someone that doesn't have the slightest care about her.

But today, it's different. She's supposed not to worry about it, but her heart wouldn't stop beating. She's been holding a book, but couldn't concentrate on what she's reading.

She thought of calling Farhaan but she figured out that its going to be a bad idea.

Now she's left with no other choice than to call her beloved husband even though she promised never to worry about him again.

But is that even possible?? Someone you're wholeheartedly in love with?? Someone you cherish the most?? No no. No matter the circumstances, she can't hate her Ibrahim. She can't live to hate him.

But for how long? For how long is she going to keep up with this whole marriage thing? For how long is she going to endure a one-sided love??

She was lost in her thought when Faiza came in."As-salamu alaikum." She greeted and waited for Maryam's response.

"Wa alaikum salaam Faiza, ya dai?" She answered and asked her.

"Kinyi baki a parlor." She told her.(you have visitors in the sitting room.)

Visitors?? But she's not expecting anyone. "Toh Ina zuwa." (I am coming.) She replied. Faiza nodded and left the room

Maryam returned the book she was reading to the shelf and fixed her hijab properly. She took her phone and headed downstairs.

There, in the sitting room is the person she last expected. Her heart beat accelareted and her hands started shaking.

"Calm down there, I don't bite" came Jamal's husky voice. "Come and sit down, I am here to talk." He smirked.

With trembling legs, she dragged her body and sat down adjacent to him. She knows better than to mess up with Jamal.

"Good girl." He smiled. "Now you listen to me very carefully. I am not here for  you, not today though."

"What do you want from me??? I gave you everything I had Jamal, what else do you want?? My life??" She vented her anger. She's had enough of Jamal hunting her where ever she goes. She thought she got rid of him, but this is just the beginning.

"Tsk tsk tsk. You of all people know how I hate blabbers. So you better shut up and listen to me before I loose my temper. Understood??" He said calmly. She nodded her head quickly in affirmation.

"Good. Now here is the thing. As i said before, I am not here for you, but your husband. He was lucky yesterday, but he wouldn't be that lucky next time." He explained.

Her husband! Ibrahim? What happened to him? What did he do to her Ibrahim? She wanted to ask but she knows better than to do that.

"If he doesn't give me what I want, I am taking his most valuable possession which is you by the way." He said and stood up. "This is a warning." He said and waved her goodbye.

She was dumbfounded. She didn't understand anything that just happened.

Her mind couldn't take the thoughts that's running through her.

First is Ibrahim, what happened to him? She has no either

Who is Jamal to Ibrahim? In fact how do they know each other? What does he want from Ibrahim?! And most importantly how on earth is she Ibrahim's most valuable possession!?!

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