All I want is your love

Chapter 50

Aisha’s POV;

       Well thats his problem not mine.  
    I starred at him for some seconds, I don't want to pity him, I don't want to, I'm staying here not because I want to patch up things with Usman, I remind myself before I gently picked up my two trolleys dragging them along without making any noticeable sound. Just when I'm about to pass Usman, my box mistakenly hit the centre table and a glass cup fall off making a huge sound and immediately Usman shook awake.

          When our eyes met I quickly redirected my gaze, “Aisha” his shallow voice called out. “Is this you? Or am I just imagining you 'cause of how I missed you.” He stood up and walk towards me, he tried to place his hands on my face when I caught him. “Don't touch me Usman.” I inform him authoritatively. “I'm sorry” he apologised.

        “Is just that I'm happy to see you back I didn't know you'll come back home today I would have prepared you something to eat, nevertheless excuse me to buy you something to eat now. You're most welcome.” He state nervously, he is acting strange and wierd all at thesame time, the Usman I know is always confident even in his way of talking but this? God help me.
  
       “No you don't have to I've already eaten. Excuse me to pass.” He tried grasping my arm then suddenly he remembered the warning I did to him, he then apoligised. “Aisha please don't be like this, I know you have a kind heart be truth to it and grant me one last chance to prove myself to you as a husband please.”

     “This is where you're wrong Usman, first of all, I'm acting like this because of you, you made me into who I am today.
Secondly, I don't want to give you any chance because I don't want you in my life ever again, the harm you've cursed me before is okay I don't need some more. And last of the least I don't want you as my husband again, stop calling yourself my husband as far as I'm concerned I don't have a husband for now. I didn't came the way all over here to patch up things with you so don't mis understand my reason for coming here, now excuse me, will you?”

         I can see how tears are rapidly forming in his eyes, he is weak and defeated he shift a little and I made my way out of his possession. Reaching to my room, I brought out my clothes and arranged them back into my closet. When I was done, I sat on my bed and held my tommy. I'm missing my baby, even with the suffering it was causing me everyday, I still miss and wants it. I was carried away with my thoughts when my phone started buzzing, hey are you home safely and I said yes

          Later in the evening around 7pm I took my shower and dressed in a simple blouse and ¾ sweaty pants. I stretched my hair allowing them to fall over my shoulders. Starting to feel hungry, I decided to cook something because I want to use the night to study for tomorrow's test.

       Coming out of my room, I saw Usman sitting on his everyday couch he was deep lost in his thought. Just as I close back my door he got startled, if he was a gentleman I'll have tell him sorry but NO. I can sense how he is starring at me, I didn't mind him and walked over to the kitchen I decided to cook spaghetti, I mean a delicious one with carrots, green paper, peas, minced meat, and all those food decoratives.

         I was slicing onions, and its damn hot, tears were floating down my cheeks I had to close my eyes for a bit, and when I opened them I saw a manly hand right next to me. As I turned to look at who was it, I saw Usman smiling.

    Huh! So his famous smirk is now a cute smile? your own problem. Anytime I look at Usman, I just remember the incident of the other day, how he murdered my child and then I feel my anger towards him increases.

     “Excuse me will you? Can't you tell I'm busy?” I blurt at him.

        “I'm sorry” he apologised “I didn't mean to get you mad please. I just wanted to help.”