《My Salvation (CURRENTLY EDITING)》Chapter 21
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"I'll be looking forward to this deal, Mr. Isa."
Is he.....is this the same person that I am thinking about? No, It can't be. I mean, how? Obviously he doesn't know that I'm staying here right? Yeah that's it. This is some other man and not that I am thinking. I'm being paranoid as usual. Yeah....that's all. I hope.
I heard the door open and for some reason my guts said to not stand and hide, as if that person will recognise me. So that's what I did. I ran and went behind a sofa just to clarify my doubts that HE isn't the same man I was thinking and being scared. When I saw that person, all of my fears, nightmares flashed infront of my eyes. The worst fear I was expecting was standing right there. That man who never lets me sleep well every night is standing there, smiling and shaking hands with Aadil as if he is innocent as new born baby. My mind right now is full of - everything. I don't know what to do. Should I call the cops? Or should I run away from Norwich and go to some other country and settle with Aziza? Or..should I confront him and tell him what I always wanted to say and let go of my fears? I'm pretty sure I won't be doing the last thing 'cause I know I can't do without courage and confidence which is locked up somewhere either in my house here or in Saudi.
That man made his way out of this floor and went straight to elevator. I was feeling lightheaded and that's when I realized that I stopped breathing. It was as if he can listen to it and will drag me back to hell. You must be wondering, who is this guy. Well, none other than my father which I am ashamed to even lable him with that.
Yes, Mr. Isa is his real name but he uses this name only in business deals and in his office. My grandfather used to call him with this name. Indeed he is a clever person to do it, isn't he? I don't really know the entire reason but I'm pretty sure half of the reason is because of money. When people sees his name, they think of my grandfather as he was one of the richest oil dealer in Saudi Arabia. His name was also Mr. Isa. So people thinks he is just as wonderful as my late grandpa is. Didn't really spent time with him but when I did, he made sure that I'm enjoying and having fun. Wish he was still alive. Allah knows how he died. Maybe my "father" killed him? Now I won't be getting the answers.
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I have to make sure he doesn't see me or Aziza. And I might have to beg Aadil to not sign a contract with him. I got up from the floor and made my way towards Aadil's cabin but abruptly my mobiles vibration stopped me. Huh, a message? I opened it and I'm pretty sure my eyeballs popped out of my socket.
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So the message I got long time ago, was his? Oh my god. How the hell he got to know I am staying here? And that too in this building, was he keeping a track on me? Or spy? Shit. This isn't good. Not good at all. I gotta tell Aziza to be safe.
I called Aziza and waited for her to pick the call.
"Nawal sis seriously? Can't I hear my songs and read book peacefully?" Aziza said in irritated way.
"Listen you dumbo, lock every doors and windows okay? Don't let anyone enter our house and also don't pick any call unless it's the number you are familiar with. Please do it fast!" I said in one breathe and I'm hoping she heard it properly.
"Hey? All okay? You are scaring the shit- I mean hell out of me. What's going on?"
"I'll explain later. I can't leave now. Probably will come with your brother. Stay safe Aziza and do what I said IMMEDIATELY!" I said in much higher tone and ended the call. If I leave now, chances are HE will be standing out and the next second I know is that I'm tied up to a chair with ropes and being slowly killed.
I entered Aadil's cabin without even knocking and that made Mr Grumpy pissed. He was typing furiously in his laptop.
"In what language should I say you to always kno- Hey are you okay?"
He probably was going to scold me but when he saw my condition which I'm one hundred percent sure looked as if I ran away from a lion in a jungle.
"Please don't say you signed any deal with my father- I mean with Mr Isa?"
To say he was shock would be understatement of the century. His looks were exactly the same as mine when I saw him coming out of his cabin. After continuous opening and closing of his mouth, he finally asked the question I least expected him to ask.
"He is the one who abused you?"
"Yes but like I said this isn't the time to discuss anything. You didn't said anything right? Like about me or having a deal?"
"Ofcourse no! He just came to have a talk and said we surely will have a deal in future. And why would I say about you to him? Look Nawal- um I mean Miss. Ibrahim you are panicking now. You should go home and take rest. NO! I mean what if he knows about you and will be waiting outside? No. Do one thing, if possible focus on your work; not that I'm forcing you to do. It'll help you to change you mind and also to not think much. Already dealing with depression and now this? Won't be good for your health."
He still knew about that? Sometimes moments like this really makes me forget everything and hug the life out of him. Oh Allah! Whats wrong with me?! Keep me away from all of these thoughts.
"Okay, Mr. Sheikh. I wanted to ask you something" Shall I ask him or not?
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"Yes, continue." Will it be fine to ask again for a favour?
"Will you please drop me at my place? Cause I'm not feeling well to drive alone." I whispered but it was audible.
" Sure, I'll ask my driver to drop your car at your place and you will come with me." He said scratching the back of his neck.
"Ok, thank you. I'll go back to work." With that I left to my cabin to concentrate on my work. I needed to submit the final drawings after rechecking. Though my work load has reduced as Naushin is there with me. But still there is a dead line to meet.
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He was right in saying. Atleast for a while but I was able to distract my self from all the happenings.
Soon it was 5:30 pm, time for me to leave. But I need to check upon Aadil, whether he is free or not. Normally Naushin is there with me too and fro but as am not taking my car, she will join us. And it's really weird with the fact that I am more comfortable to call him by his name and not Mr. Sheikh. I am pretty sure with the way I mess stuff up, sooner or later I'll slip up one day. I just hope it never happens.
I could sense that Aadil- I mean Mr Sheikh was bit hesitant with the fact that Naushin is coming with us. But when I said that we both leave together, he was still hesitant but didn't showed much. I can understand though. Dropping your employer? Not a really good idea. 'But you are an employee too right? Doesn't that make you feel bad?' My conscience mocked me. Lets just say that....well I don't know what to say.
Naushin had a different scenario. She was still shock with the fact that her boss is dropping us. Even now when we are sitting in his car, she still is in this state. I poked her shoulder but she still looks like she's paralysed. I pushed her shoulder with mine and that's how she came back to her senses. Then suddenly she was grinning as if she understood the most difficult riddle. She took her mobile and was typing something. Then my mobile vibrated. I gave her a weird look which I hope indicated me asking 'what are you doing?'. She just shrugged and motioned me to look at the message. It said,
That message made me blush like crazy. Ofcourse it wasn't like we were dating or something but I did started to have my feelings for him. And she being blunt stating this made it look more obvious. When I looked her, she was grinning to the fullest- so wide it felt she might break her face. Before she got any ideas I quickly typed it's nothing like that and about my car. I might say about the situation later.
By the look on her face she didn't really bought my lie. When her text came, it read,
This girl is crazy. Thanks to her I am feeling bit better now. The tension seems less now. I just hope everything is fine back home. Thinking of home, I saw that we reached after it felt like hours. I quickly got out without waiting for them and rushed inside. Thank goodness she locked everything as I said. The living room seemed fine. With the house being so quite, Aziza might be listening to songs and reading. I made my way to her room and knocked for her to open.
I waited for three minutes and with continuous knocks but still no answer. Typical Aziza. Rolling my eyes, I decided to open myself. When I entered, I didn't expected this is what I'm gonna see. I saw Aziza lying on the floor with blood surrounding her and glass from window stuck on her legs and hands. The window of her room was broken and there was a rock.
"Azizaaaa! Wake up azi. What happened? Please open your eyes baby. Please!" I screamed with tears rolling on my face. I saw that she was still awake.
"Aziza?"
"Sis, I....I did...what you said.....to do.... I don..don't know how..this....."
She was losing her conciousness. I kept shaking her so she can stay awake but she wasn't responding. I felt my body turn cold. She isn't dead right? Shut up damnitt! Don't think such things.
Aadil and Naushin came quickly hearing my scream. "Please call ambulance! She is losing a lot of blood!" I yelled at them not caring how I sounded. I tried to remove the glass shards from her skin so it won't cause more damage with my shaking hands. When I came to remove the big piece from her leg, I found a piece of paper on that rock. I quickly took it and read what was written.
That bastard! I'm not even guilty to call my father this word. How could he do this to his own blood?! Doesn't he..oh wait. He doesn't give a damn at all. He just a pathetic excuse of a father. First he hurt his own daughter, now he's threatening about Aadil? What is he gonna do? He can't do anything with the fact that he isn't a simple living person unlike us. He can do nothing. I heard the siren of ambulance and quickly the male nurses rushed in with a stretcher. Aadil layed her carefully and they took her to the hospital.
What is happening with my life? Everything seemed fine. Ya Allah, please help me. Keep us protected from the evil eyes of my so called dad. Ameen.
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