Reviving A Dead Heart

Chapter 12 (Edited)

The light shining on my face woke me up. I was lying on my back on the sofa in living room. My shoes were off with a blanket covering me. Pulling the blanket off me. I raised my upper body from my lying position and took a seat on sofa with my legs wrapped under me.

"You are awake." He walked toward me with a tray in his hand. The steam was raising from two cups on tray. He placed the tray on table. The tray had omelette, toast, jam and two glass of orange juice with two steaming coffees cups.

"Go wash yourself up quick so we can have breakfast." He ushered me to move with his hands.

He wasn't ready for office. He was wearing a plain black shirt with some black and white stripped pajamas. "Its sunday." He answered my unasked question. "Now move it will get cold."

I quickly freshened myself and got downstairs quickly. Even from some distance I could hear the loud voices of commentators on television. Zakariya was watching a cricket match. When I took a seat. He passed me the glass of juice.

We started digging in food. Having breakfast on Sunday morning while watching cricket. It felt too normal and homey. Me and Hudayfah never had this leisure because he was mainly busy protecting us.

Thinking about Hudayfah made me remember the dream. I knew where I heard those words before. "They weren't yours. Were they?"

His eyes were still fixed on the match. He pulled his eyes away from television before lowering the volume. He furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Those words. Its was him. Isn't it?" I waited for his answer.

Instead of answering me. He took a toast and started putting jam on it. It was the first time that Zakariya started getting on my nerves. Before I could express my anger. He pressed his index finger on my bottom lip to open my mouth. He put toast in my mouth making me take a bite.

The anger was visible on my face. "Chew." He commanded. "I will answer you questions."

"Yes he did." He replied casually and changed the subject. "You know you should eat more. You are getting thin."

He placed another piece in my mouth. "Stop dwelling on your past sweetheart and focus more on yourself."

I chewed the pieces slowly and he kept feeding me. When we were done, he asked. "Are you feeling any pain?"

"Uhmm...." I couldn't comprehend his question but then the realisation hit me. He was talking about my periods. I just had them yesterday in evening.

"No. I am fine. But how did you?"
He smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "You may not know Princess. But I notice every single think about you."

He stood up from sofa. "Come on." A child like excitement was on his face as I followed him upstairs in our room to the dressing room.

He pulled out a white mid thigh dress with pink,blue,yellow and red floral patters and black tights. "Get changed. I will be waiting outside." Saying this he left the room.

I looked at the dress once more then changed into it. I stood before the mirror. I took out a pink lip balm and just kept looking at it. It felt weird getting ready for someone else other then him.

In no minutes. He was standing behind me wearing light blue check shirt with khaki shorts. Taking the lip balm out of my hand, he said. "You don't need it."

He took the brush and started to brush my hair until they had no tangles and were silky. Placing his nose near my hairs,he mumbled. "They smell so damn good."

He took my hand and placed me on a nearby chair. "Wait here." When he returned he had different colours of nail paint in his hand. "What are you doing?"