Behind You✔️

Chapter 33

F A R A H

A moment of silence fell on me as I gaze at the window glass but my mind is purely occupied on something else. I heard my sister's voice, turning my head away for a moment, I glanced towards her, a look of anger flickers across her face.

"Sis Farah, you're still at the same position I left you in." She said placing both her hands on her hips.

For some reason, gazing at the window like this made my mind off things. It's been a week since I've been discharged from the hospital and I must say Mom and Yasmin made sure they took care of me.

"Sis can you cheer up a little bit, I don't like seeing you like this, it pains me." She ushered sitting on the bed. "I know ja.."

"Don't!" I cut her off. Just hearing his name pisses me off. Thinking about the past, I was such a fool in thinking maybe he will change. Maybe we will leave a happy married life but I guess I'm wrong Jawad will never change.

The buzz of my phone brought me back from my thoughts. "It's yours," Yasmin muttered from behind.

Myrah's name flashed across the screen. I know what she's going to say, she's been calling me regarding Jawad, I'm not ready to listen to her blabbers.

I ignored the call but it rang again, I let out a hiss seeing a text from her.

I swear Farah if you don't answer my call, I will come over right now and it won't be good. I don't care how far we are from each other.

The phone rings for the third time, inhaling a sharp breath I slid the green button.

"Farah!" I heard her shouting from the other end.

"What do you want?" I said flatly.

"Uhuh. Is this what you're going to say to me after ignoring my call for a long time." She ushered back.

"What do you want me to say?" I said sarcastically.

"You've changed Farah, you're not the same Farah I know." She whispered.

"Jawad changed me." The line went quiet for a while, I almost thought she hang up on me.

"Farah, I know you don't really hate him, you're doing this to vent your anger." She said.

"No you're wrong, I hate him I realized that I've been cheating myself in hope that he will change." I felt something wet on my face.

And now You're crying. She's right I don't hate him.

"You know what, there is no point in talking about him," I said wiping the tears off my face.

"You have to face him sooner or later because you're still married to him." She replied back.

"I need to go, mom is calling me." I lied.

"Okay bye but please Farah, think wisely before taking any decision." With that, she hung up. I turned around finding the bed empty, Yasmin must've left. I know I have to face him sooner or later, if I said I hate him I would be lying to myself, I just decided to suffer him a bit for treating me badly at the beginning of our marriage.

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After praying maghrib namaz, Yasmin helped me to the dinning I'm still using a wheelchair as my legs are still weak.

"Thanks," I said to her.

We ate in silence, each with his own thoughts. I didn't have an appetite but I still ate, because if mom finds out I didn't eat much she will be angry.

"Here's your medicine," Yasmin said. Taking her hands in mine, I ran my thumb on them.

"Thank you for taking care of me, may I witness the day of your wedding," I said getting a pout from her in return.

"Um... Sis Farah, I'm not going to get married, I will stay with you and mom."

"Don't say that you're going to meet a nice man who will love you for the sake of Allah Insha Allah," I said in return trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill from my eyes. these past days, I've been getting emotional, I can't seem to control myself.

"Insha Allah, now let me get you back to your room you need to take a rest." She said.

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As usual, I woke up feeling weak in my legs, I checked the clock plastered on the wall. 11:00am.

I slept for so long.

A knock came from the door revealing my Mom holding a tray. For the first time in a while, a smile made it way out of my lips seeing my mom's beautiful face.

"Assalam Alaikum Mom." I greeted, adjusting my rumpled hijab.

"Wa Alaikum salam Farah, how are you feeling now?." She answered back.

"Alhamdulillah Mom, I'm feeling much better.

"Okay, freshen up and eat your breakfast then take your medicine." She said helping me up.

After taking a warm shower my body feels much better. I ate my breakfast and took my medicine. Mom came in again, this time her face is in an unreadable expression.

"Is everything alright Mom?" I find myself asking.

"Yes, I just want to talk to you about something." She said taking a seat on the bed beside me.

"Khadija just called me regarding you and Jawad." Reaching for my hands she took them in hers. "I want you to give me an honest answer."

"Do you want to go back to his house? I'm not saying you should give me your answer now. I want you to think about it carefully, Just know I will always support your decision." She said rubbing circles on my hands. I know sooner or later, I will have to go back to his house as I'm still married to him but I want him to be desperate, I want him to win me back again. I can't let my guard down. I watched my mom who had been quite waiting for me to say something.

"Can you give me some time to think?" I said.

"Sure, if that is what you need, take your time." with that she stroked my back gently.

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Yay, another update💃🏻. After seeing your lovely comments who am I not to update😁.

How was the chapter?

Do you want Farah to go back to Jawad's house? Yes or No?

Lastly, I'm thinking about writing Yasmin's story, what do you guys suggest??.

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