Remember To Forget

Chapter 9- An Hidden Secret!

"How is he doctor?!" Madinah rushed to the doctor in charge of Zayd.

"Calm down young lady, he's alright now. Thank God the wound wasn't beyond his tissues and didn't lot slot of blood. Well, You can now see him."

"Thank you doctor. I'm so grateful Zayd is alive!" She smiled.

"Thank God. We'll be discharging him later in the evening because he needs a lot of rest." He said and left for his office while Madinah went to Zayd's word.

Zayd was sleeping when she entered and bandaged at the side of his back. A short nurse that was giving him a drip signalled her to sit and quietly left.

Madinah sat on a red plastic chair facing where Zayd was lying. She stared at his weak face and held his hands tenderly.

Tears gathered her eyes at she watched him breath slowly. It's all my fault. It's my fault you have you go through these. She weep silently.

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Rushing to the hospital where Zayd was admitted, I kept on praying silently.

'Oh Allah! Save Zayd from any harm that may befall him For you are our Saviour, The All Doing.'

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Madinah couldn't just forgive herself even if she knows she was the reason behind this havoc. Zayd unconsciously opened his eyes. Slowly, he tried to remember what happened but Madinah was busy crying. She buried her face on his palms not knowing Zayd had woken up.

"Don't cry, Dynah." Zayd's voice sounded like a whisper.
Madinah shivered to the movement of his fingers and looked at his face.

"You're awake!" She smiled happily but tears were still streaming down her sad eyes. "Alhamdulillah! I thought I would lose you ... I'm so sorry, I did that out of anger."

"I forgive you, Dynah. I'm sorry too," He tried to smile but a pain struck through his head.

"He groaned a little. Shhhh! Don't say anything. I know you're in pain right now. The doctor says you should rest."

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"Assalamualaikum." I greeted as I entered the ward.

"Wa'alaikum Sallam," Madinah answered as I rushed to Zayd. Seeing his shoulder in that state, terrified me.

"How did this happen?"

"It's all my fault. I didn't know what I was doing..."

"What did you do?!" I blurted. I couldn't believe it was all her fault we had to suffer again.

'The injury she gave me last month haven't completely heal, now my brother?' I had to snap through the thought immediately.

"I had a quarrel with my boyfriend over the phone. He said I was sleeping with Zayd only because he heard Zayd's voice over the phone. I got scared and I lost it for a bit".  She cried bitterly.

I felt so much pity for her and went to give her a hug.

"Don't worry, everything would be alright." I gently pat her at the back.

"There's something I need you guys to know about." She brought up.

"What? What is it, Madinah!" I questioned.

"I'm having a kind of mental disorder." She opened.

"What?!"

Zayd that wanted to sleep opened his eyes in shock of what he heard.

"How come I never know about this?" He asked, still in pain.

"I'm sorry but, my mum hid it from everyone. Well, your parents knew about this. It's called Intermittent explosive disorder." She paused for a while and continued.

"Intermittent explosive disorder involves repeated, sudden episodes of impulsive, aggressive, violent behavior or angry verbal outbursts in which you react grossly out of proportion to the situation. Road rage, domestic abuse, throwing or breaking objects, or other temper tantrums may be signs of intermittent explosive disorder, like what I did the other day. Mum find out when I was a baby. That was why I was treated in the hospital then, remember?"

"Yes... But I thought that was ordinary fever." Zayd said.

"Yes, Mee too." I answered.

"When I was 10, I started treating this awful illness by  combination of cognitive behavioral therapy (which consists of relaxation training, changing the ways you think [cognitive restructuring] and coping skills training) and other medications.  That was why I couldn't visit Nigeria even when I wanted to."

"It's also called IED, well, may people are affected by this in America."

"But...I don't understand, Madinah How did you get affected."

"My doctor, Dr. McBride said I partly got it's from genetics that is; through my parents. It baffles me to know they're fine and well. He also said I was born with the brain disorder so, I've been treating it ever since then. When I turned 18, the doctor said I was fine and I was only taking some drugs to cure it... Until now. I'm scared my relapses came again, it haven't happened for a very long time. I'm so sorry, Zayd. Forgive me, please." She held Zayd's hands, crying terribly unto it.

"Don't worry, Madinah.Now I understand all of these. It's okay, we're family. I hope these would pass on soon." I told her.

'Poor girl, I thought she was just being spoilt and proud. I never knew she was having a mental disorder. How would Zayd live with someone like this if both of them actually gets married? God forbid!' I thought.

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