F A R A H
It’s almost a week now since my encounter with Jawad I didn't hear from him, his mom used to call mom so we get in touchPreparation for the wedding is taking place at both houses. Mom had been busy with the preparation and Yasmin is also preparing for her exam. I'm sitting on my desk working on my laptop when precious tap me on the shoulder.“Have you heard about the news?” she whispered looking around the surrounding.“What news?” I asked furrowing my brows.“We're getting a new boss” she chuckled as if it's something to be excited about.“Oh that's good” I fake a smile. My boss and also my husband to be.“I hope he's not like the previous boss” she spat. he's far more like the previous one.Just when we were in the middle of our talk a man walked pass us, dressed in a suit, his hands stuffed in his pocket, my gaze wandered to his face, he has light brown eyes, with a beard, he has a curl black hair. That person is none other than Jawad. I won't lie, the guy is indeed handsome. I was busy admiring his face I didn't notice precious calling my name“Oh Farah, I've been calling you since what are you thinking about” “You better start walking to his office” she pointed to the office door.“Now?” I asked“What do you mean, you're still the secretary, you better hurry up” she pushed me toward the door. I almost tripped.“Come in” his voice spoke. I entered closing the door behind me; I felt my heart speeding up.“Good morning sir, here's your schedule” I pressed my lips in a thin line. The moment our eyes met, I felt uneasy.“Tell the rest of the staff to gather at the conference room, I will be there in thirty minutes.” He spoke without even sparing me a glance.“Okay sir” I was about to leave when he spoke again.“And I need a hot coffee, make it with little sugar” I close my eyes to calm myself. I walked out of his office and close the door behind me. He acts as if he doesn’t know me. Ya Allah! announcing to everybody about the meeting, I made the hot coffee for boss Jawad.“Here is your coffee sir” taking the cup to his lips, he took a sip and his expression changed immediately.“What's this? I clearly told you little sugar, but you put in too much sugar” he shouted gritting his teeth.“Sorry sir, I will make another one”“Better, I give you 5mins to bring me my coffee” with that he shot me an angry look and dismiss me. I made another coffee making sure the sugar is not too much.“Here is the coffee sir” placing it on his desk,“Is everyone in the conference room?” he inquired glancing at his watch.“Yes sir” The conference room was filled to the brim, all waiting for the boss to arrive. Earlier event flashed through my mind I made another coffee but he didn't even drink it. An annoyed smile made it way out of my lips, I'm being calm because it's my job if not I would have given him a piece of my mind, we are not yet married and he's ordering me around. The Sound of footsteps emerged and the door flung revealing a hard face Jawad. Without much greetings, he started talking about the sole reason for the meeting.“As you have been informed, I will be taking over the position of the previous President, so there would be few changes” everyone's attention is on now on him.“I want everyone to be serious with his/her work, if I find some lazy person misbehaving I won't hesitate to fire him/her” he explained the frown not leaving his hard face.“I have already checked your profiles and I will assign you according to your background. As for the secretary, you will stay in your position, before I find a new secretary. I hope you all understood”“I will take that as a yes, so that's the end of today's meeting” he added getting silence in return. He left leaving everyone in total silence. I followed behind him, upon opening the door, he's nowhere to be found again and his next meeting is in 1hour. I'm exhausted from going in and out of his office, so I dialed his office number.“Hello, Sir you have a meeting with Mr. Anthony in one hour” before I could say another word he hung up. I don't know why he gets angry so easily, he wasn't like this when he came to our house what has changed. I hope our marriage is not the sole reason for his arrogance towards me. •••I performed my salah, after taking a warm shower to calm my nerves changing into my nighties. After going up and down with my boss today its feels like I've carried a load of books. I lay on my back when Yasmin entered chewing on something.“Come here Yasmin, please massage my legs” I ushered. slumping down on the bed, she started massaging my legs.“Sis Farah, did you carry a load of blocks at work,” she asked.“Oh no...Yasmin, working as a secretary is very hard” I muttered, remembering how I used to work tirelessly.“Oh right, Jawad called on your phone, that time you were in the bathroom” her statement surprised me. I sat up quickly.“So what did you tell him?” I asked curiously.“I told him you're sleeping; I don't want to tell him you're in the bathroom” she stated calmly.“Thank you, Yasmin, you're the best sis in the world” I pinch her cheeks playfully resulting her to let out a hiss. she hates it when I pinch her cheeks.“Here's your food, since you're tired no need to come down I've told mom already,” she said pushing herself off the bed.“Goodnight sis”“Goodnight Yasmin, thank you”“Don't mention what sisters are for” Making sure she left, I took my phone and checked the call logs. He did call. What does he want? should I call back or not?F A R A HI was busy with my thought when I heard the ping on my phone. Which is a message from Jawad.Mom is picking you up tomorrow to shop for the wedding dress. The way he wrote the wedding dress with exclamation mark made me think otherwise.I replied with an 'Okay' keeping my phone on the nightstand making sure it's in silent mode and lay on my bed, before I know it, I fell into a deep slumber. •••I was working on some files that needed to be printed out when I heard the landline phone ringing.“Hello” I answered politely.“Where are the files I asked you to bring” Jawad spoke in a low tone, the way he speaks tells me he's not in a good mood.“I'm sorry sir, I will bring it right aw...” he didn't even let me finish and he hung up what's this supposed to mean. We are not even married but he's showing his true self. Ya Allah help me! I prayed.I gathered the files from my desk drawer and quickly made my way to his office. knocking on it, I heard him s
F A R A HI can't believe I'm getting married today, it feels so surreal. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, dressed in the Ash Abaya, my face decorated with makeup, with henna on my both hands. I touched the gold bangles on my hands Mom gave me that papa has been keeping it for my marriage. I look totally different. A small drop of tear roll down my cheeks I wish papa was alive to witness this day, to see his daughter getting married.The door flung open revealing my Mom dressed in her beautiful purple Camisole gown. I wiped off the tear not wanting to spoil my mom's mood she's very happy about the marriage. She trekked towards me, with a smile on her face.“My daughter you look beautiful, I know if your papa was still alive he will be happy too” the tears I've been holding escaped.“No Farah, don't... It will ruin your makeup” mom said wiping off the tear with her palms. I can't help it.“I will miss you” she added.“I will miss you too Mom” just then Yasmin came in clearing h
F A R A HI woke with a neck pain due to uncomfortable position I slept in. checking the time on my phone showing 7:00am I miss fajr prayer. I made my way towards the bathroom, glancing at the now empty bed. Last night event ran through my mind. I felt something warm dropping from my eyes, I wiped it off not wanting to remember his words but my mind keep recalling it.This marriage means nothing to meAfter spending almost fifteen minute sitting on one position, I managed to take my bathe. I felt much better; I prayed salatul fajr which I missed.I went down to greet my in-laws, aunt Khadija and uncle Abdallah are seated across each other while Jawad is seated in one of the chairs beside uncle. His face shows nothing just blank.“Good morning aunt”“Good morning Uncle” I greeted them trekking to the dinning.“Morning Farah, you can call me Mom, get sited” she said.I glance at jawad whose eyes is on me indicating me to act normal like he cares.“Here” Aunt placed two toasted br
F A R A H“What the hell are you doing here” he roars one look at him and you'll know he's very angry ready to explode.“I...I...was” I stuttered finding the right word to way. The words choked on my throat when he took a slow step towards me grabbing my wrist. “You're hurting me please...ja-” I tried to free my hands from his hold but it seems my words were in vain, he lead us to the bedroom pushing me, my hands landing on the hard wall, I wince in pain due to the tight hold on my wrist.“How dare you enter that room" he seethed. “I...was just exploring” I managed to say without looking at him.“Exploring what. You don't have the right to go around my house exploring, stay within your limit, you're nothing but an obstacle in my life” my head snapped to his direction hearing his bitter words. I felt something tug in my heart.He took a predator step toward me, pinning me against the wall his face few inches from mine, pure hatred on his face.“I'm sorry Jawad” I stammered feeling hi
F A R A HIt's been a week since our marriage but nothing changed between us. First, he leaves without eating breakfast, and comes back late, eats his dinner change his clothes and sleep, I wonder if he even prays. He doesn't even care about me, or how I'm doing. what do you expect my inner mind reminds me. But his behavior doesn't stop me from living my peaceful life, as he had already given me a piece of his mind. Since today is Sunday, I decided to make pancakes for breakfast as Aunt Fatima is not around. I know Jawad won't eat but I still prepared plenty just in case.I slumped down on the couch eating my pancake topped with strawberry syrup, my eyes dart toward the stairs hoping Jawad will come down but no sign of him. I cleared my plate putting the remaining pancakes inside the refrigerator for later.I went upstairs and took the new novel I'm reading, which of course belongs to me not from jawad library. Reading makes me forget all my worries, I'm halfway through the book when
F A R A HThe rays of the sun woke me up from my deep slumber, I slept in the same place Jawad left me yesterday. The room was quite only the sound of birds chirping.I literally walked to the bathroom and took a hot bath to soothe my aching body. I dressed into a simple black legging with a white baggy top and tied my hair in a bun wrapping my hijab on it.My eyes roam to the bed finding it clean exactly as it is yesterday, it means Jawad didn't sleep in the room. I ignore the pang of hurt I felt, brushing off the thought of Jawad I decided to make myself some breakfast since aunt Fatima is still on vacation. I stood in front of the fridge contemplating what to make, I decided to make some pancakes with hot chocolate. I set my plate on the dining ready to devour when I heard sounds of footsteps, I don't have to be told who it was because nobody is living in the house apart from me and Jawad. Ignoring him I continue devouring my food.fifteen minutes later, I was done with the little
F A R A HOne week laterI was sitting on my desk, working on the piles of files jawad....no Mr. Jawad dumped on me. The day I resumed work, I've been working like crazy. He's been giving me a lot of work, I know he's doing it intentionally to provoke me but I tried not to show my weakness. After what happened one week ago I decided to forget everything and focus on my work, I won't let him get to me.FlashbackWhen I heard the loud bang, I literally ran to check hoping nothing happened but what I heard made my eyes widen in shock. There stood Jawad, his phone pressed to his ear talking to whoever I don't know. “I'm telling you, man, I'll have to tolerate living with her, I don't know what my parent sees in her, she's clearly not the type of girl I want as a wife” “That's the problem” he laughed at something whoever is on the phone said. A lone tear fell from my eyes, I quickly wiped it away. Be strong Farah. I know I'm not supposed to feel this way, he clearly told me his intentio
F A R A H By the time I went back to the office, I asked precious to give him the file as I'm not ready to face him again at least after what happened. When I told her about the resignation she was surprised and angry at the same time, although I didn't tell her the whole reason for my resignation. “Oh, Farah. I'm going to miss you” she engulfs me in a hug.“You're a good secretary, he's going to regret letting you go, I will make sure of that” she folded her hands in a fist squinting her eyes a bit.“I will miss you too, and don't worry he's going to find another secretary who is better than me” I wiped off the lone tear that threatens to spill from my eyes.“We will get in touch right?” She asked breaking the hug.“Of course we will” precious is indeed a nice friend. I didn't encounter any problem while working with her.After packing my necessary things I bid her goodbye glancing towards his door. Just then the door creaked open revealing the boss itself. our eyes met, it was as