I sigh, taking my veil off my head to get some air. I needed air, its so hot. Khalil walks in with his stick.
"I'm back." I announced but he ignored me, sitting down. "You're not going to welcome me?"
"Why would I welcome or say anything to you, sabeeha? When you left, did you tell me that you were going out? Why are you telling me now and asking for me to say anything?"
He reminded without even looking at me. "I was in a hurry, I couldn't waste time but I appreciate that you care about me."
I try to make it a joke especially when I sat beside him, smiling. "I'm not asking for you, I'm asking in case something happens."
"Still its about me so you care." I lean my head on his arm. He ignores me while I look at him.
"Okay, I'm sorry. I will inform you next time." I apologize as he glances at me.
"So what would you want for dinner?"
"I don't have an appetite." He scratches his brows. "Nah, you have to eat. You need the nutrients."
I persist. "Fine." He says still watching as I smile. "Great, I'll be back in a second." I kiss him on the cheek before heading to the kitchen.
I don't think anything can ruin my mood right now. I take a knife, letting out a sigh.
*****
I place the tray in front of him. "Here it is, you're honored to eat my delicacy." I place a napkin on his thigh before placing the tray on his lap.
"Thank you." He says without a smile. "You look gloomy."
"Sabeeha, where did you go exactly that you have a man's cologne on you?" He asks turning his head to me.
My heart skipped a beat. "I went to baba and mama, I missed them." I pull my clothes to my nose. "Does it?"
"You went to them?"
"Yeah, i went there because it has been some time since I saw them. Shouldn't I have gone?"
"No, its best that you went." He became relaxed. "You thought I went somewhere else?" I ask trying to act offended.
"Yes but I'm mistaken so I am sorry." He apologizes eating. "Its okay but I need you to trust me. I know we are getting divorced soon but in the mean time, let's trust each other at least."
He nods. "Okay, I will."
"Great, I'll head on to my room. Enjoy." I walk out of the sitting room and went to my bedroom. I sat on the bed, replaying my moment with mukhtar. I smile, licking my lips.
We'll soon be together.
I lie down when my phone rang. I glance at the phone. Mukhtar.
I answer it, clearing my throat. "Hey."
"Hey, how are you? Did Khalil suspect anything?"
I chuckle. "Nah, not a thing." I stand up, walking to my bathroom and closed the door so someone wouldn't hear me.
"How.... What did you do?" He says chuckling as I look at myself in the mirror. "Well, he asked me why I smelled different, you know, your cologne, but I was like, nah, its Baba's."
He chuckles. "I miss you already, I want you in my arms again."
I sigh. "Me too. When do we meet again?"
"At this point, I don't care If its for a second. I just want you and I can't get you out of my head, not after today."
I smile. "We'll make a schedule to meet, okay? I can't keep on getting couped up with him. No."
"Yes, let's make a schedule."
"I'll plan it and tell you, okay?"
"Sure, I'm desperate at this point."
I smile widely. "I bet, I'll call you later. Bye." I hang up, looking at myself in the mirror. I don't feel bad, not at all.
I turn on my faucet but it was not working. "What the...? Ugh! How am I going to take my bathe?" I rub my forehead.
********
"Nah, only two pills." I hand him a glass of water as he drinks it with the pills. "That's great." I stand up.
"Um, Khalil, may I use your bathroom to shower? Mine has a problem, the water won't come."
He nods. "Sure, go ahead. I'll call the plumber tomorrow to check on yours. I'll call him if he can come over now." He says while I walk towards his bathroom.
"Oh, that's great. Thank you." I close the door, stepping in the shower. I felt relaxed and great when the hot water hit my skin.
I let out a moan like sigh. "This is it." I mutter before I scrubbed my body. I got out of the shower and looked for towels. "Where....there are no towels? They didn't bring it back."
I groan frustratedly. Wait, he's blind. What's the difference? I shrug, opening the door.
I step out of the bathroom while he sat on the chair opposite me, reading something. The door make a clicking sound when I closed the door which made him look at me.
I felt like he could see me but his facial reaction said otherwise. He looked up at me for a second then looked down.
"You done?" He asks, reading with his hands. "Yeah, thank you." I say a bit uncomfortable.
"Its okay, the plumber is fixing it now. I'll suggest you wait here because he shouldn't see you with a towel. Its not right."
"Yeah." I smile at how crazy it is. "Um, could I wear your shirt in the mean time?" I scratch my head.
"Sure, in the closet." He says reading. I walk into his closet, it was like a clothing store. There was a shoe rack full of designer covered shoes, flat shoes and a few sneakers.
I opened one of the drawers and the clothes hung were suits colored dark blue.
I opened the next one, it was T-shirts. The next, sweater, different types. I was about to OEM the next but I stopped. "No, just pick the white shirt and kick rocks." I remind myself.
I wear the white shirt before I went back to his room. "Still reading?" I lie down on the bed.
"Yeah, I want to finish reading this tonight."
"Why?"
"Work purposes."
I nod slowly. "I see you're still reserved." He sighs, rubbing his eyes. "I mean, I have a meeting tomorrow and it is needed. The company I'm sponsoring is insisting about the conference."
"Okay, that is great." I place my arm under my head. "I guess so." He says in a very low tone.
"I'm going to take a nap before he's done."
"Okay." He replies engrossed in his book. I kept on looking at him. Why don't I have feelings for him? Why? He's good looking, smart, successful, caring and rich. He's my husband already so why?
I shake my head, still doesn't change anything. I close my eyes, drifting off.
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