Amara

Chapter 3 : Stupid Baldy

I stand up, then sit down and frantically look around. Agnus comes inside while holding the door slightly open, "Its time dear." I fix my niqab.

In comes Elias in an all black suit with a black button down which fits him perfectly. Amara, this isn't the time to admire his muscles under his suite.  Elias comes in with usual grey storm in his eyes, smirking. And he sits on the sofa next to mine. An older man who appears to be an Imam walks in from behind. At this point, my palms are really sweaty.

"Now, babe don't try to pull anything, the imam works for me so your attempts to convince him won't work. I recommend you smoothly go with the Nikkah." He sits leaning back and relaxed. Of course he's relaxed, mean while here I am about to enter my doom. The imam takes a seat while holding a clip board.

"Shall we begin?"

"Yes." Elias says firmly.

  I bring my knees to my chest and go to the corner of the sofa, "No." I let out. Elias cocks his head to a side, clearly annoyed and snaps his fingers. A tall bald man walks in with a gun. WHAT THE HECK. What kind of Imam let's this slide. Astagfirullah.

"Let's try this again. Begin." He commands the imam as his dark fluffy hair falls over his eyes.

"Yes sir. Bismiallah. Do you, Amara Hadid, take Elias Alfera to be your husband, with 5 million dollars mehr?"

I silently gasp, 5 million? I don't care, I am not going to be tied with this intimidating, haram guy. The bald guy walks up next to me with the gun in sight. I gulp. Astagfirullah. "I-I do..." I almost whisper closing my eyes shut. The imam asks me twice more, and I forcefully let out an 'I do' each time. I slowly open my eyes to see the bald guy gone to the other side of the room, standing like a soldier. How pathetic, I am so going to get revenge on that guy.

"Do you Elias Alfera , take Amara Hadid to be your wife, with the agreed upon mehr?"

"I do." He says loud and clear, a little too quickly. I look towards him frowning as he replies 'I do' twice more.

"Mabrook! You guys are now husband and wife, Mr and Mrs Alfera, Allahumma Barik. Let us make Duaa." The imam says happily. Why is everyone so freaking happy. Tears escape my eyes.

Elias begins an Arabic duaa, whatever he's making duaa about I need it too cuz only Allah can help me in a situation like this. So we all raise our hands to say ameen. The Imam gets up to leave and I almost feel like begging him not to leave me with Elias.

Elias gets up and sits next to me on my couch. His presence does something to me. I lean back even more. Elias takes out a box with the most beautiful ring. He's about to grab my hand, "Don't touch me," I move my hand away.

"Being naughty are we? If I need to remind you, I am your husband now. And if you don't listen, I have Fredrick," he points towards Mr. Baldy, "over there who can help me with you."

"Fredrick, that's a pathetic name," I say through my tears. Fredrick looks insulted. I smile.

Fredrick lifts his gun slightly, I allow Elias's veiny hands to grasp mine. "Good." He slowly places the diamond ring on my ring finger. Ya Allah save me. He holds my hand longer than needed so I move it away. Elias motions at Fredrick. Fredrick leaves and closing the door. Man, not Freddie too, now I'm all alone, with...him.

I cant tell if he's smiling but he is clenching his jaw, with one arm the the sofa. "Let me see your face." He commands. Oh hell no, I am not gonna do that. I then remember Agnus's words. Without asking Elias removes my niqab. And I close my eyes. "Gorgeous..." he whispers. He caresses my cheek and jaw, while wiping my tears with his other hand.

"There's no need to cry. You're safe with m-"
Just then his phone rings, his facial expression changes to angry, as he slowly gets up answering the phone. "This better be important." He hisses as he leaves. Alhamdulillah, thank you Allah.

I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. Agnus comes in, "Dear I- oh lord you are  gorgeous Amara." I blush even more than I was when Elias was here. "Now let me show you to your room, follow me."  I hesitantly get up and follow.

The mansion is absolutely beautiful, the details, the spaciousness, the decor, the colours. I can hear the echos of my foot steps, even though I'm wearing my crocs. She leads me up stairs and opens the door to apparently my room. It's huge. This room makes my whole house feel like a shoe box. I walk and touch the details on the dressing table, and see a ledge on the window to lay on. The bed has so many pillows and a huge white puffy blanket.

"Now dear, here is your bathroom, we went shopping last night and got anything a girl would ever need, all of them are high end quality products. Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, scrub, all skin care, toothbrush, tooth paste, pads, tampons, all the makeup you could think of , and some extra things. If you need anything at all, you let me know."

"Wow..." I say looking at everything set up.

"And here is your closet, like the bathroom we got anything you would need, under clothing, lingerie, Pajamas, sweat sets, summer dresses, and modest clothing, as well as shoes and purses, you can ask me to order anything online, and I will get it for you as soon as possible. We are commanded to keep your comfort here above else."

"Thank you, Agnus. But I think I just want to rest. My head it pounding."

"Of course dear. You can press that button to call me up at any time." She says as she leaves.

"Okay." I reply and go sit on the window ledge, it's a pretty comfy spot. There is absolutely no way that I'm going to sleep, or take of my Jilbab, because who knows if Elias will snoop in. Neither will I eat, this marriage has completely taken away my appetite forever.

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What will she do now?

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