My Husband, My Best Friend

He sometimes felt like getting out of her way and leave her to find out who Mujahid is. But, he’s in love with her and he wouldn’t want anything to happen to his beloved. He hissed and shrugged off the thoughts. He checked the time to see it’s almost 9PM. Her phone and handbag was with Mujahid.

It was a little past 9 when she finally woke up. He stood up and moved close to her. She looked around sitting up right. “Wha- how did I get here?” She whispered. “Hey,” he spoke to get her attention.

“Why am I here? Where’s Yaya Mujahid? What happened?” She bombarded him with questions. “Even if I try to explain Manha, you would never believe me,” he spoke tiredly. She stared at him with her tear stained face, waiting for answers.

“Okay don’t be mad at me for spying on you but I swear, I only did that to protect you from my brother..”

“What’s up with you and Yaya Mujahid?” She furiously spoke wiping her tears. “Manha, just calm down and let me explain.” She looked away from him, sobbing. “He drugged you. I.... I don’t know what he told you but the moment you stepped out of the place he added something to your coffee and got you unconscious. By Allah Maryam, Mujahid isn’t going to marry you. He already has someone. He’s just using you, please believe me.”

“I thought you were my best friend?” She whispered, sobbing uncontrollably. “I am, Manha I am your best friend. That is why I’m always there to protect you.”

“Then why didn’t you take me home? Why did you bring me to your place? Maybe You are the one that’s trying to use me! Can you just leave me alone? What part of I’m only in love with your brother don’t you get? Just leave me alone for crying out loud! I don’t need you help please!”

He felt like her words were stabbing him in the chest as he looked at her face. He swallowed hard shifting his eyes away from her. What has he done to deserve this kind of hatred from her. Just few months ago everything was okay, no Mujahid, no trouble.

“I can’t stop loving you. You betray my affections and leave my heart in shattered disarray of pieces. Every single time you steal a part of me, and you make it impossible for me to put myself together. And yet, I always come back around you. Why is that?”

“What the hell is wrong with you? Urgh... just forgets it! I’m leaving.” She furiously stood up to leave. “Please let me take you home. It’s late and you don’t have any shoes on.” She paused but didn’t turn to look at him. “I promise you after this day I would never ever step into your life.”

She nodded and he heaved a sigh of relief. No one said anything through their drive to Maryam’s house. She thanked him before dropping out barefoot. He watched her head into the house as he thought of their sweet moments together.

That was it. Everything has turned to history! He has lost her; his biggest fear has come true. A puzzle piece fell from his heart, as if it no longer belonged there.

It hit him hard like nails and hammers breaking his heart apart whenever he remembered her words. A nightmare come true, maybe. He cried out to Allah, wondering how it was possible for her to inflict so much pain inside his chest after what he has done for her to see her smile. To make her happy. He was alone now. Completely, utterly alone, without her to comfort him. Who will wipe away his tears now? Who would console him whenever he remembers his mother? She was part of him but she left when he wasn’t ready to let go. He wiped his tears and promised never to bother himself about her.