Chapter 35: Chapter 35
What could be more pleasuring than having the will to cry without any pain instilling on? Had it been I was the cloud, I would've been crying endlessly, since it was tears of joy. For I could be making the tress lively, growing out some trees; which would be a source of food to the inhabitants of this earth. As well as, filling up seas, oceans, rivers, lakes and streams. Couldn't that be a joyful pleasure, Adyan?
I believe that where ever you are, no matter what you are doing; you might have heard that striding slap Kassim slacked on my cheeks huh? Would you have acted upon it or just stood there amazed as I was numb at that instant? Betty tried to stand for me, but I was afraid for him, I don't want him to be humiliated more than he was before, and that too because of me.
I've cried like I never did before, Adyan. How I wish you were here. How I wish I could see your face in reality again, how I wish I could see that killer smile and heart melting laughter. I missed everything in you, Adyan. Those dreams aren't enough for me to fill the void rifts of my broken heart. Had it been you were here, I would've get married to you and leave this so called education that led me into many painful moments, desolating accusations and unforgettable scourging happenings.
At first, it was a pleasure for me to be educated. But sometimes, I wished I never was. For education led me to Alkaad group of companies. Ever heard of that name before? Well, it was the company that arrogant, heartless and inhumane CEO belongs. I hate him, Adyan. I hate the mere sight of him.
Could you believe this? But today, I felt a connection with you. Not the normal emotional connection, but the connection of you being close to me. I would love to see you soon, Adyan. I don't want to die without seeing you again, for I knew I can't live long as long as I get married to Malik_____and I knew the deed had already been done. I'm doomed, Adyan.
I wish you have feelings for me as of that in my dreams. I find solace dreaming of you. You complete me, Adyan. It was so surprising as to how I fell in love so easily, and a part of me keep telling me it's an unrequited love. But I would like you to do me this favour; even if it's to pretend, do so if we meet. I would love to see your genuine and loving smile in real!
I love you, Adyan. Whenever we meet, I'll give you this book, for it was written with you on my mind, ebbing in my heart, and head imaganing you to be by side. I confide in you through this book, and I surely feel relieved. I'll give it to you even if you don't have a slight feeling for me. I know you're a kindhearted man, you'd gladly accept the gift.
Can you help me please? I don't want to get married to Malik, I really don't. My whole future revolves around you, Adyan. How childish I am? I don't know if you aren't married yet, or you love me in real. But this is the purest truth. I love you from the depth of my heart, I love you to the square of infity, I love you more than the word 'Love' itself.
It feels right talking to you, or should I say writing to you? In either ways, I feel relieved, and would genuinely smile upon reminiscing our dreams and romantic life in my fictitious world. By Adyan, I'll write to you before I die.
She heaved a sigh and closed the book, a full smile was etched widely across her lips, It felt good and perfect. It was actually overwhelming talking to him through her book, and she wished her dreams would come true.
She read the Qur'an, ate lunch; as she was on her period, and kept playing game with her phone. Kassim kept roaming between his office and hers; but that's the least she could care for.
It was past Asr time, and he came out rushing towards the door leading outside before halting in his track. "I'll be leaving now, but that doesn't mean you should leave too. You won't leave this building until six in the afternoon," he declared and walked off without glancing back her way.
Hayfah's eyes darted towards the window. It was cloudy amd could possible rain in the next thirty minutes; that's if Allah wills. A tear wanted to escape her eyes, but she stifled back and stayed devoid of any expression. He wants her to stay? Fine; she would.
She kept playing her game until it clocked 6pm, and it was unevenly dark outside; all thanks to the clouds. Their was a heavy wind as she walked out of the building, aimlessly dailing Baba's number but it wasn't going through.
She decided on trekking down before she would be lucky for her service to come back; so she could call even Maami. Unfortunately for Hayfah; the rain started dripping down onto the earth with heavy drops, drenching her ash Abaya that was likely to be stained by her period.
As the water hits her body mercilessly, she let out the tears and clunched more onto her Abaya and bag. The wind sparsing her veil, flipping her Abaya to and fro. She wanted to cry more, but decided against it.
"You're strong, Hayfah. Be numb to the pains and hardship; everything shall come to pass," she consoled herself, as a tear rolled down her cheek; emanating she isn't strong enough.