《Mending Her Heart |Book I (✔️)》Chapter 13 : Past's Scars
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She slowly opened the room's door and walked out. She slowly claimed down the stairs and walked downstairs then walk in sitting room. She removed away the curtain from the window and stood there while looking up. After Elam left as he wanted to sleep,everyone had the cake and praises her but nothing cheer her up as the person she only wanted to heard her praises, didn't even looked at the cake she made forget about praising it. And that was her one and only husband. After finishing the cake they all went back in their room whereas she didn't even had a bite from cake. she went back in her room where Elam was already sleeping. She tried to sleep but couldn't so she decided to came here. She loudly sighed then closed her eyes.
'You was right Mum, it really hurt when your husband ignore you. But I don't know why I am feeling it with Elam but not with Fahad. ' Janant whisper to herself. Then she took in deep breath and just stared up at sky. After a while she heard a voice of wessel falling down. She turned and it was coming form kitchen. She confused slowly started walking towards kitchen. Most of lights in house were off. She tip toe as she was scared who could be in kitchen in the middle of night. She stood in door frame and there someone standing while looking in food drawer. She slowly walked in and it was Elam.
'Elam.' She called to him and he turned over.
'What are you doing here at this time?' Elam asked
'I was not feeling sleepy but What are you doing here?' Jannat asked and Elam nervously scratched his neck.
'Actually I went to sleep as soon I was back from my friend's house but now I am really hungry and couldn't go to sleep without food.' Elam said nervously and Jannat just stared at him.
'There is food in fridge.' Jannat said after a while and Elam looked up at her. Then he quickly walked towards fridge and opened it. There was loads of food in it. He took out plate of rice and was about to closed the fridge when he stopped on his place. He quickly re-opened the fidget and stared in it whereas Jamnat was confused looking at him.
'Oh god, there is Choclate Cake.' Elam said and smiled spread over his face and with his smile, unknowingly smiled spend over Jannat's face. He put back the rice plate in fridge and took out the cake. Then he turned over and walked back and put cake on counter.
'Why no-body tell me about Cake?' Elam asked and Jannat looked at him but stayed quite. Elam got hold of knife and cut off a piece of cake. Then he put it in the plate and looked up at her.
'Do you want it as well?' Elam asked and Jannat nodded her head in yes.
'Yes.' Janant said and he nodded his head as in understanding. Then he cut another piece of cake for her and put it in another plate. Then they walked out in dinner room. He sat down on middle chair while she sat on right side chair. He get hold of spoon and took small bite of cake. Then he slowly took spoon toward his mouth whereas Jannat was just looking at him. He put piece of cake in his mouth and start eating and Jannat was carefully looking at his expression.
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'Mhm.....' Elam said and closed his eyes whereas her smile widen on her face.
'You like it?' Janant asked quickly and Elam nodded his head in yes.
'Wow..... That's delicious. Who made it?' Elam asked and Janant looked at him.
'I made it.' Janant said and he surprised looked at her.
'Really, thats really delicious.' Elam compliment and Jannat smile.
'Thank you.' Jannat said
'You should have tell me about it?' Elam complained and she sadly sighed.
'You didn't listen to us as soon you came back. You straight went into you room.' Jannat said sadly and Elam looked up at her.
'Yeah actually it is my fault.' Elam said and got back to start eating cake whereas she just sitting there while looking at him. Then, after having few bites he start coughing really badly and Janant worried looked at him.
'What happen?' Janant asked and he looked at his hands. They all are red. Jannat looked at them and worried got hold of them.
'What happen to your hands? What is happening to you?' Janant asked whereas he took out his hands from her grip.
'God, its hurting.' Elam hissed in pain and Janant panicked looked at him.
'Elam, Please tell me what happen to you?' Jannat asked panicked.
'Did you put peasant butter in the cake.' Elam asked and Jannat looked at him. Then she remember his mother telling her not to put peasant butter in cake as Elam was allergic to it. She horrify looked at him then slowly nodded her head in yes. Elam looked at her then quickly stood up and start walking upstairs whereas she was following right behind him. He opened the door and entered then start searching in room.
'Elam what you are looking for?' Jannat asked while entering behind.
'My medicines.' Elam said and Jannat nodded her head in yes.
'Shall I help you.' Jannat asked and he nodded his head while his body is in pain. There was red marks all over his arms,hands, and on his back. These were only places where he usually always felt pain and got red marks.
'Yeah It is a white long cream to put on my marks. It have to be somewhere here.' Elam said while trying to tolerant his pain. Jannat nodded her head in yes and start looking around. They were searching when she looked in table's drawer and she found cream in it. She took out and show him.
'Is this cream you need it?' Jannat asked and he turned back to him then looked at her.
'Yeah It is this one.' Elam said and quickly took cream from her hand as pain was getting out of his control. He opened the cream and quickly put it over his hand whereas Janant was just looking at him. There was pain written on his face as he was trying hard to controlled his pain. Jannat felt sad and tears start forming in her eyes. I always only cause him pain? Even I try to make him happy , I always end up hurting him.' Jannat thought and as tears start coming out from her eyes.
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'Jannat, turn over to other side.' Elam said and Janant came back in her senses. She cleaned her eyes and looked at him.
'Jannat I said look other way.' Elam said and she confused looked at him whereas Elam start taking off his shirt and she relaized why he was telling her to turned over. She quickly looked away. Whereas he took off his shirt and put it on bed then walk back as stood in front of mirror. He applied cream on his arms and then tries to put it on his back but it was making hard to applied cream on his mark. Janant slowly sneaked peak over to looked at him and his back which was full with red mark came in her veiw. She shocked looked at him as he was struggling to put cream on his marks. She slowly walked toward him and stood behind him. She nervously gulped in and moved her hand and put it over his hand whereas he stopped in his spot.
'Shall I do it for you?' Jannat asked nervously and Elam stayed quite. Whereas she was looking down while trying hard not to looked at his bare back hard. After a while Elam moved his hand as a signed to Janant to put cream on. Then she start slowly applying cream on his mark. She looked at him thought mirror and his face was red due to pain. She could tell he was really in pain but she was shocked on his patience that not even once he had hisses or complained about his pain. She thought then carefully put cream on his marks. After finishing putting cream on his marks, she slowly moved away and put cream on the table. Whereas he looked down and sighed in releif and closed his eyes as well. She looked at him then her gaze moved back on his bare back again. It was all red but there still was long scar in middle of his back. She slowly moved forward toward him and stood behind him again.
'What happen here?' She asked then softly trailer her finger on his scar whereas he freeze on his place.
' Elam how you get this scar?' She asked again as she didn't got any answer from him whereas she still was moving her finger over his scar when he quickly turned over and looked at her.
'Nothing.' He said coldly then walked toward bed. He picked up his shirt and start wearing it whereas she was still looking at him. She got it that he don't wanted to talk about it.
'I am sorry.' Jannat said after a while and he looked back at her.
'For what?' Elam asked and Jannat looked away.
'Its all beacsue of me. Your Mum told me not to put peasant butter in cake as you are allergic from it but me being dumb as usual, put peasant butter in it. ' Jannat said
'Its alright, You didn't do it purposely.' Elam said and Jannat nodded her head in yes.
'Are you still hungry?' Jannat asked after a while as he sat down on bed.He looked up at her then nodded his head in yes whereas Jannat smiled.
'Come on, There is still food in fridge. I will warm it up for you.' Jannat said and he nod lied his head in yes. Then they walked out from the room towards downstairs. He sat down on table whereas she went into kitchen and came back with food in her hand. She put it on table and he looked at her.
'Thank you.' Elam said and start eating.
'Do you want it?' Elam asked and Jannat nodded her head in no.
'There is still cake in your plate.' Elam said while pointing towards cake plate which was still laying on table.
'I don't want it .' Jannat said and she get hold of both plates of cake and walked back in kitchen. She looked at the cake sadly then sighed. she don't felt like even having her piece of cake now. she looked angrily at a cake because of this cake he had to wen though so much pain . She thought then She walked and was about to throw the cake in bin when he called for her. She turned over and looked back at him as he was standing in door frame. He walk in and stood in front her.
'Are you about to throw the cake in bin.' Elam asked and she nodded her head in yes.
'You know Jannat it is wrong to throw food in bin. We not meant to throw it in bin.It is forbidden act in Islam.' Elam said.
'But I am not going to have this cake? What else I meant to do with them?' Jannat asked innocently.
'Still don't throw food in bin. Do you any idea how many people are dying to have nice food just for once in a day. People are dying in every minute due to not having enough food in countries like Africa, Pakistan,Iraq, Afghanistan and many more. we should not be disposed food unless there is fear of it causing harm to those who consume it. Even in this case we should give it to domestic animals, like hens, cats, etc. Eat and drink but waste not by extravagance, certainly He (Allah) likes not Al-Musrifûn (those who waste by extravagance).So never throw it in bin. And anyway Why you are not having it?' Elam said and Jannat looked at him then embarrassed looked down.
'Because I don't feel like having it.' Janant said and Elam was looking at her.
'That is not even a good excuse at all. ' Elam said and Janant looked down.
'Well, Then lets go and have your cake as well mine because I am your Mahram. so you can have my leftover.' Elam said after a while and Jannat looked up. Then, she nodded her head in yes and they walk back and sat down on chair while start having their food in silence.
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