Chapter 106

Yusuf turned his head to muhsin. "Now you see what I was afraid of? Let's not even talk about your wife, amira. That is between you two, I can't tell you what to do because the decision is up to you. But for dalia.... I told you so! I told you not to provoke that girl now you have lost her. You let her slip away, the only woman that loved you wholeheartedly...." The whole time his cousin spoke, he held his head firmly to steady the throbbing headache and aching heartbeat. He knew he had done something pretty awful ever since dalia snapped at him and left. The guilt sat on his chest but aside his brain. What he had done, he could not undo. Only in his silent prayers could he speak his heart to Allah and beg for His mercy for the damages he has done. He didn't feel like he deserved Dalia to be part of his life. He has hurt her, betrayed her. He was the traitor, an ungrateful jerk. Hitting his desk hard, he scrambled up as he grabbed his car keys and stormed out of the office. Muhsin ran his hand through his close cropped hair three times in a quick succession and fixed Amira in a stare that could have frozen the panic. He snarled more than spoke. "Did you or did you not do it? Answer me right now because I won't repeat myself. The next thing you'll feel is a painful smack on your face, just test me and see." "I did it, so what? You can't do anything about it. You really believe that I will allow that two timing idiot have your first child? So what if I aborted her child? What's the worse you can do?" She sneered at him then laughed only adding fuel to his wrath. He glared at her then spat out, "HOW DARE YOU?" He clamoured, almost strangling her. "You started it! Who asked you to marry her at the first place? After I have warned you not you, you still went ahead and did it! I advice you, drop this bull crap and let things go back to the way it used to be." "So it's all true what your friend told me? You did it?" Amira shrugged her shoulders off, not caring because she knew he can't do anything. "I did it! Do your worse, let me see...." Their heated quarrel continues. It was definitely a war of words and who can hurt the other one worse. Both of them at each others throats like savage hungry dogs fighting over dominance. "Okay that's it!" He thundered, making her to go mute. "Pack your things and leave my house, I have divorced you." With that only, he stormed out of the house. Her mind went blank and her eyes wide as she stared at him leave her there standing. Her legs shook, failing her. She quickly plop on the bed as she registered what had happened just to her. She got divorced. He has really divorced her. He really did that to her. She looked around her room, unable to move her legs let alone to start packing. She felt powerless. She let out a loud cry, startling the baby but she didn't care. She had more things to worry than just Adila. Amira cried as if her brain was being shredded from the inside. Emotional pain flowed out of her every pore. She cried like it was her last day alive. She grabbed onto the bed sheets so that her silent shaking would not cause her to fall. From her eyes came thicker of tears than she had ever cried. She scrambled up and started walking about as she thought of many ways to revenge on Karima, she wasn't going to let her go that easy. She picked up adila, together with her car keys and left to karima's apartment. She found herself standing in front of the gate, knocking as hard as she could. The gateman hurriedly opened as he wondered who it might be. "Get out of my way," she thundered, pushing him aside. "If you're looking for madam, she has already packed her things and left the house an hour ago." Amira halted, slowly turning to look at the gateman. "Please, I don't want any trouble, since the person you're looking for is not here, kindly go and look else where." He turned his head away to avoid her dead looks. Placing her arms on her head, she blustered at the top of her voice as she cursed karima. She hurriedly went back to her car and picked up her phone to call her but the number never went through. Another big quandary for amira. He looked around the neighborhood as he nervously waited for her to come out. His heart twisted and sunk with nerves when she sauntered out of the house. He felt more anxious when she shot him a hateful glare. His breaths came in sharp pants and he tried to gain control, but nothing was working. It hurts. It hurt him a lot to see her that way; devastated and pale. And now, he vowed to make things right between them, no matter what it takes. He would make any effort to make things right with her. Slowly, the panic and anxiety attack flowed away, and yet he still shook. His eyes closed and aimed towards her irked face, slowly opened. Trepidation swelled through him as he slowly took a deep breath. "Dalia..." "What? What do you want from me? Why are you here?" She cuts him off before he could start. "Dalia, please just listen..."