Chapter 93

"Muhsin... I just said we needed to talk but you shrugged it off like you don't know what I am about to say." Muhsin turned and looked at him. "I thought you loved her? Why are you treating the poor girl this way? If you knew you weren't going to take care of their daughter then why marry her? Don't forget, her father has passed away, she looks at you as her father now after amira's father. But why are you doing this all of a sudden? Because of what she did? Okay, how sure are you that she actually aborted the baby? You didn't hear her out, didn't make any investigations about it, but you just made the conclusion that she did it. Okay I agree that I have said it too but when I thought of it, I doubt if that girl could do such." Muhsin let out a dry chuckle, shaking his head. Whenever he remembered what she has done, the anger and dejection hits him more than it did before. Who could possible frame her? She wasn't a kid anymore to think someone forced her to take the pills. And he couldn't blame anyone especially his Amira because by the looks of it, she has no idea about it. "This girl... dalia... I trusted her, but she betrayed me. I thought she was different, I really did thought she was different but turns I was wrong. I don't think I can ever forget about this even if I try to. So the best thing now is we drop this talk because it will not change my mind about what I have in stock for her." He turned his head to the TV while Yusuf continued to stare at him with a shocked expression. He heaved a sigh as he shook his head. "I am dead scared for you, muhsin. If you let this girl slide off, you have lost the greatest woman in your life." He got to his feet and bid muhsin good night before leaving. A week had passed and dalia experienced the same thing everyday. It was either he was yelling at her for not cleaning his room at the right time or cooking what he wanted or just to make her cry. The time whole amira observed everything that was going on. And the moment he steps out, amira would come out with her own way of torturing dalia. Whatever they did, for once dalia had never reported it to anyone. She believes; Allah does not burden a soul beyond that it can bear. And indeed Allah is with those who patiently endure. She cried an ocean of tears but none of them cared. She cried in sujood and Allah gave her patience. And with that, she would pass that difficult test. She heard the door swing open and he appeared. He stood by the door, sending daggers her way. "You know I've been waiting for you for over five minutes outside." She fiddled with her hands anxiously as she tried to apologize but he had already left. She exhaled, enshrouding her body with her veil. She took her handbag before stepping out her room in hurry before he comes back again. Who knows what he'd do if he comes back and meet her still not ready. She met him in the car already. She quicken her pace and entered the car, apologizing but he ignored her and started the car. He dropped her off at school before leaving for work. Dalia walked into the class room, scanning the enormous hall. She spotted Amina at the second row, as usual. She smiled as she walked towards Amina. "Dalia," she called out hugging her. "How did you lose so much weight? What happened?" She asked, making dalia to roll her eyes. The one thing hates being asked was that. So what if she lost some weight or not. She settled down on the chair, not bothering to answer Amina's question. Amina noticed how dalia's mood changed, she shrugged and turned her attention to her phone. After classes, they joined their other friends at the school cafeteria. "Dalia." She heard her name being called which she knew it was hamida. She raised her head from her phone and fixed her gaze on her. "How are you feeling?" She wiggled her brows. Dalia gave her a puzzled look. "C'mon we are tired of waiting for you to announce you're pregnant after you collapsed weeks ago." She gaped at them before she chuckled and returned her attention to her phone. "You must be joking!" With that, she never uttered anything to them again till it was time for her to go. On her way to the parking lot, dalia encountered with Abdulwahab which she haven't met since before she got married. "Just two minutes out of your time please, let me say something." She looked his way and looked away. "I'm sorry but I'm in a hurry." She walks ahead but he quicken his pace to catch up with her. "I heard you got married," he said trying to match her pace. Without saying anything to him, she looked at him again and looked away. "You should've told me you were eager to get married I would've..." "What's going on here? What are you doing with this guy?" He asked her not gazing at abdulwahab. That was the last thing he would want to look at. "I... he..." She stuttered then trails off looking at abdulwahab for help. She was too afraid to speak out what she had to say. "He's your husband huh? Don't worry mister we..."