Chapter 73

Amira gasped as she dropped the stick and moved backwards. "I am done with your insanity, both of you. Your foolishness has reach to the extent of destroying your own son in law's car. Look, the next time you will try any outrageous act about this wedding consider yourself a divorcee." By the time he had finished yelling, mommy had already dropped the stick and gave up all her weapons to fight for her daughter. "Muhsin, take my car keys and go pick her up. I will get your car fixed and I don't want any arguments." Daddy shoved the key in his hand. Muhsin nodded and thanked him before he walked passed a shaky amira to the car while daddy went back into the house without a back glance. "Mommy you see what you've caused, now muhsin is really angry with me. Have you seen the look on his face?" Her mother glared at her and hissed before she stormed away. Amira turned and looked at him but he never spared her a glance as he drove out of the house. He parked the car and waited for her to approach him before she opened the door and entered. "At first I thought it was daddy's driver." She gave him a smile. "Good Evening," she greeted afterwards. "How was the exams?" He asked and she retorted. "You look pale." She observed. He glanced at her wondering how she always managed to spot his sadness. "Me? I'm okay. Just tired." He replied. She shook her head, "you always say that." "So now I'm lying?" "No, it's just that, that's not what's bothering you." "Then what's bothering me?" He asked and she raised her shoulders. "How would I know? You refuse to tell me what's wrong. Is it about the wedding?" She asked him. He focused his eyes on her for minute before he took his eyes away. "I'm fine, really. It's just that...." He paused and sighed. It wouldn't be a smart idea to tell her what was going on as he knew she was already agitated about marrying him. "It's just stress. Don't worry, okay? Now let me take you home, you need to rest." She nodded her head not that she was convinced but she knew he wouldn't tell her. He dropped her at his aunt's house before driving to his cousin's house. He needed to confront him and ask why he was pushing him away without any explanation. He dropped down from the car and headed inside with the spare key he had. He met Yusuf on the sofa while he was answering a call. He settled down on the one seater, waiting for him to finish with the phone call. Minutes later after muhsin had gone to the fridge to find something to drink, he finally ended the call. He tapped on his phone without sparing a glance at muhsin. "What's up with you?" Muhsin asked as he dropped the bottle on the tiled floor. "What's up with me? What's up with you?" He returned the question as he raised his head to look at muhsin. "Why weren't you picking any of my calls or replying my text messages? You just disappeared without any explanations." Yusuf smirked and returned his gaze to his phone. "Heard the wedding date has been fixed, congratulations." He said instead like he was genuinely happy inside. "That's not what I'm here for, Yusuf. What's wrong with you? Did I do anything wrong to you? Why are you acting this way lately?" Muhsin was starting to get frustrated and irked. "I've been waiting for you to ask me this question and I will give the answer. You took away the one thing that would've changed my life and made me happy. You took away something that I was happy that I've found, but all because of you, I lost everything in just a blink of an eye. How do you even sleep at night knowing what you have done and you have hurt a lot of people." Muhsin looked at him bewildered. Yusuf had gone insane perhaps? He wasn't making any sense. What did he mean by he took something away from him? "Why are you talking this way? What did I take away from you? Who did I hurt? Look, just be straight forward and let's figure things out." "You should go ask the girl you're about to marry what I mean." He rise to his feet same time muhsin did. "I don't need to ask anyone anything about this but you. Stop acting childish and tell me what you mean by this!" He held the collar of Yusuf's shirt. "Don't ever call me that again and Kindly leave my house." He slapped his hands away from his shirt. "I never thought there will be a day we would actually fight because we never did. We were always open to each other, no secrets, no matter what. Look.... Just tell me what I did, this alone is torturing. What have I done? Who did I hurt? Just tell me? why did you push me away? Because I know I did nothing to you...."