Married to Mysterious

CHAPTER NINE

I look out the window. The moon is very bright today. It looks as if it's early in the morning except for the silence that engulfed the night accompanied by the loneliness that engulfed me too. It has been one week since that incident with Adeel. Since then we haven't said a word to each other. We both keep our distance. I avoid him as much as I can. Staying in my room whenever he is around the house. All the times we met I tried my best to avoid looking at him. It reminds me of what he did to me. During this time I realize that one can not live alone. It is harder than I thought. I stuck my head outside through the window. The cold yet gentle breeze washing over my face. I can't help but to feel similar with the night outside. Quiet and lonely. I picked my scarf wrapping it on my head I made my way outside. I sat on the steps at the door looking up to spot the bright moon. I missed home. I miss the company of others. My life have changed. I am no longer that cheerful and talkative Jidda. Since when did I laugh whole hearted last? This is a completely new Jidda. This is not me. Memories of home started to flood once again. Like watching a movie one scene after the other. Placing my head against my knees I didn't realize when I started crying. I couldn't stop the tears. I am now sobbing my body shaking lightly. Crying is supposed to relieve me but I don't feel that now. A hand draped around my shoulder made me stiff. I raised my head to find Adeel staring down at me. Strangely his hold on my shoulder feels warm and comforting. I removed his hands from my shoulder and back away from him. I should leave. That is the only thing I could think of.

Jidda.. He called. His voice is warm and comforting this time. Is he real? Am I hallucinating? I stared at him with teary eyes. I'm scared. It's like I am seeing a ghost.

"Jidda.."its me. He called again.

I stared at him. That's the only reasonable thing I could do now.

"Don't cry.. Please don't cry okay?" He whispers coming closer to me.

Who did he think he is to tell me what to do and what not to do. What Is he up to now?

"Jidda.." He started again but I cut him off

"Why do you care?" I shouted at him. Frustrated.

"I'm sorry "

What? Did he just say he is sorry? Did I heard him correct?

"I am sorry." He repeated himself

"Sorry for what?" I fired back

"Am sorry for last time. I.. "

"For calling me a devil? Evil? Inhuman? "

"Look,"He started, running his hand in his hair. "I am really sorry for last time. I didn't mean it for you to take it that way. What happened Is that..." He let out a frustrated sigh.

"You don't have to. " I told him standing up,i turned to go inside when he grabbed my arm halting my steps.

"Please sit down and listen to me." He pleaded and I find myself responding to his demand. I sat down waiting for him to talk.

"Jidda" he called again. "When you messed with my food, it reminded me of a bitter experience. I didn't know when I lose myself like that. I am really sorry. I just wanted to say that."

I stared at him. Where is the devil in him? This is not the cold devil. This is another side of him. One I am seeing for the first time.

"If I forgive you. What does it mean?" I asked

"I Will feel better if you forgive me."

"Just like that?"

"What else do you expect? "

What do I expect? Think! You have gotten a chance to pry.

"Let's be friends?" I questioned.

"No. "

"Why not? I don't even know anything about you." I replied back. Hoping he will accept it.

"What do you want to know? Ask and I will answer them. "

Damn. This man is too hard to pry through. I can't just start asking him. It will be awkward.

"Lets play 20 questions then!" Looking at him hoping he will agree.

"I don't have time for that," is his mean reply. "Are you forgiving me or not? "

"I'm not! "

I know how to make you forgive me. "Come, "he took my hand in his leading me back inside. I tried to remove my hand away from his but his hold Is firm. This is really uncomfortable but I have no other choice. I didn't know what Is going in his head. Or what he is about to do. As clueless as I am. I just followed.