Let Me Be Yours

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

"My coffee?"

Amira gasped and inched back, disregarding her hurting back. "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry I didn't mean to. It's a mistake I'm so sorry. Please." She cried.

He chuckled sardonically. "It's nothing. It's just coffee, isn't it?"

She shook her head, weeping. "No."

He crouched before her and she cringed back, wishing she could just hide in the cabinet.

"Relax." He whispered.

Everything about him was sinister, even the way he told her to relax. She can't possibly relax near this man.

"I'm not that bad am I? I've been a really good husband to you, or haven't I?"

Shaking her head quickly, "You have."

"Then don't you think I need some applause? Hmm wifey?"

"Y...yes."

"And moreover, we're one and same. You're eviller than I am I believe, aren't you?"

She's silent.

"I said aren't you?" He repeated sternly.

"None of us is evil."

He sighed. "Just when I thought I've gotten rid of the nasty girl. What're you made of?"

She only cried.

"Honestly you wouldn't wanna have a second round."

"Just flesh and bones."

"No blood?" He asked humorously.

"There is." Her voice wavered.

He ticked his tongue. "Can you blame me? I warned you, stay away, leave. You never listen. So I'm giving you another chance, name your price and leave. Any amount."

She placed her uncut palm on her lips, still crying.

Nazeer's words came playing in her psyche;

He'll shower you with it, lots of it, but you'll never gain his attention.

Ya Allah grant me what's best for me.

"So? You leaving?"

"I... I don't know."

"You can't be indecisive cos it's either you stay or leave. So you staying?"

"It can't be my choice."

"It is. Cos you first agreed to get married to me. I never told you I wanted you."

She sobbed harder.

"So?"

"If you send me away, then I'll leave."

He chuckled. "What do you think I'm doing now? Making you stay?"

She kept mute, crying into her hijab.

"Your choice." He shrugged and made to sit her up.

"Please don't touch me." She tried making a get away but couldn't help but shriek when the pain pierced. She dropped to the floor and whimpered.

"Don't annoy me further." He sat her unsteady frame up, leaned her back over the cabinet.

"Where hurts?"

"Ev...everywhere." Her voice was alien to her ears, it sounded so not hers.

He lifted her head up and as the pad of his thumb grazed her lips, she shuddered. Her eyes drifted to his and moved away at impact.