My Twisted Mafia

Grief..

The days that followed passed like blur.

I didn't see Naseer for days.. he was always either out or locked in his room, well am not sure it was locked but I never dared to find out. Ever since I gave him the letter he was distant and cold..

I was worried..and in the first days tried to talk to him while he shut me out.
Ahmed told me to give him some time.. he was holding up to the new information that his father did not just die in duty..but he was also mudered by Sabri.. it was as if the letter opened up his wounds all over ..

In short, he was grieving

So I gave him some space.
I never got any updates on the search.. I could see it in their faces.. they were trying and I didn't want to pressure them, but there are times when I completely lost faith.. yet they gave me new reasons to believe.
Two weeks were almost up there were three days left..
Our bags were packed.
Well we didn't pack many things just a few important stuff.. the minister said we'd be able to buy new things ..
New everything that is...
This is it... New life ... New things.. old memories

" What's this ... ?"

I asked looking at him puzzled

" Your passport..visa and--

" But I'm not Isabelle" I cut him short.

Ahmed sighed " we are taking new names so as not to attract attention.. we can't risk even the smallest of things Issy.. " he said
I looked away..

"You still get to keep your name as a middle name." He added..

I looked at the passports.. then huffed ..
Just then I noticed something

" Why only me?? The rest..

He kept his hand on mine squeezed it softly.. " there's alot to explain but for now we'll travel separately.. you'll go to a different country with Jafar..
And I will join Naseer to Saud Arabia.. "

" What..?" I didn't notice I shouted

" Listen... This is the best plan.. we'll leave alot of evidence in Saud Arabia .. so Sabri will look there.. meanwhile we come to you.." he explained

Well that makes sense I guess

" And Ilham?"

He sighed "she'll be with you.. "
I shook my head

" I told you.. don't keep promises you can't keep.." I said getting up..

I almost felt bad for being harsh.. but he had to know.. if he can't do something.. he should forget his ego.
I left and walked to my room..
These were my last days in Pakistan..
And they were terrible, I was sleepless and tired.. I just wanted this to be over

" Be strong Ilham... Please fight your way back home'' I sighed

I didn't notice how I spaced out but I was brought back by a touch on my shoulder.. I jumped and almost fell but was steadied by strong arms..
Well I'd know that scent anywhere

"Ahmed.. you scared me"

His grip loosen up a bit but he did not let go..

Not that I'm complaining

" I'm sorry.. I called, you did not respond..so I thought I'd barge in" he said

I smiled.

" I'm glad you did .. I was a little bit lost out there.." I said

He chuckled.. I could feel the vibrations through my back as I leaned to his chest.. I felt tingles everywhere..

" I'm trying you know.. so damn hard.." he said