A Cold Day In Hell-ON HOLD

ch>13 - hurt

How many times do I have to tell you,
Even when you crying, you beautiful too.
................
You're my down fall, you're my muse, my worst distraction, my rythms and blues,
I can't stop singing this,
Ringing in my head for you.
..............
You are crazy and am out of my mind.
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~All of you~
☆John legend

OUM'S P.O.V.
"Daddi, bukar just threw jawahir out of the house", I said amidst my tears...
"Daddi, she will never understand him, she has never being the understanding type.
Has she done anything. .", I kept throwing un answered questions at Daddi.

"Go freshen up , "says Daddi, ignoring me.
"No, I won't until you call bukar and explain to him..."

"My dear, you know well, when your brother is angry, he never listen to any one.. "said dadii.
"But no one has offended him" I whine.

"Jawahir's mother came here earlier to reject his proposal,
Yes, " I replied.

"So you knew about it, " asked dadii
Lifting me up from her thigh.

"Mum," I said warmly.
"Try to understand, jawahir is in love with Saif, and it won't do us any better if she marries bukar, because she doesn't love him that way,
Their married live, will be full of anguish and dismay.."I said..
I haven't close my mouth, when I felt a hot slap from dadii,
"Rufa mun baki (shut up) , me kika sani(what do you know.), "Said dadii in anger,
I wasn't expecting this from her,
I kept massaging my cheek with my left finger as I try really hard to swallow the tears , gathered in my eyes.
"But dadii, jawahir..."
"Shut up ", yelled daddii, cutting me off,

"You have no shame, she rejected your brother and you are still siding her " dadii said surly.
I ran fast from there, and stopped no where but my room.

Once in, i met my sister falmata laying on her bed, perhaps doing her assignment.

What's wrong asked a concern madari.
Nothing I sob.
This is so unlike Daddi, I can't believe she's over reacting,
And bukar I didn't expect this from him..
"OUM, OUM " called Madari trying to console me.
"Argh what's it, leave me, am trying to think" I burst out.
"Please tell me, what's wrong " asked madari.

"It's about jawahir and bukar"..
"I thought as much said " madari .
"You should give Daddi some time, she's just broken, she's feeling hurt".
"You see mum, had already broadcast to all her friends about jawahir and bukar's wedding, we even went site hunting when you were away.
And mum labiba crushed her dreams, mum feels nothing but betrayal, you know mum , she will come around
She just need some time, to get pass this",

"Just give her some space" advised madari .
I jumped from my bed, hugging falmata,
Really tight.
"Thank you , thank you I said squeezing her" really tightly.

I dialled jawahir's number,
But I could only hear her sobs,
She must have really felt bad,
She wasn't able to speak.
"OUM" she cried out.

JAWAHIR P.O.V.
I have no idea , what I did to bukar,
To deserve such a harsh treatment,
And the thought of not knowing what I did hurts me.

OUM, called me but I couldn't answered her, I kept replying what happened in my head, I said nothing but my tears said a lot of how i feel,

"OUM " I called out, having the courage to say something, but then I saw Saif's incoming call .
I cut oum from the line and picked Saif's call.

"Saif" I muttered amidst my tears.,
"What's wrong" asked Saif. .sounding worried.
"Are you okay,
What's wrong ,
Who hurt you" Ask Saif without releasing his breath.,
I kept sobbing, as he asked all his questions getting nervous.
I ended the call, and drew the bedsheets over me, As I slept my worries away.

"Jawahir I heard" Saif's voice, I couldn't believe my ears, I must be daydreaming. Saif can't be here, in my room.
Mum will never alone him to come in, she will rather I meet him downstairs and beside I just hung up his call, No it can't be I argue with my subconscious and
I cuddle the more beneath my bedsheet.

"Jawahir, what's wrong" asked Saif,
Now sitted besides me, dragging the duvet off me, as i drag it back.
Playing tug of war , that's when i realise that the duvet really moved.
"Saif is really here" said my over glee subconscious.

"Saif" I muttered, almost flying off the bed.
I held Saif by his neck, bring myself to his embrace,
"My Saif I cried out.."
"What's wrong dear", ask Saif encircling my waist..
"It's bukar" I said,

"I met your mum, on my way here.
She told me of how she spoke to daddi, and her reaction".
"She told me that ever since you came back from school,
You have been in here,
She's worried". .
"What's wrong jawahir "asked Saif.
"It's buk..k..ar" I stuttered

"Did he hurt you ", asked Saif
Searching for any signs of injury on me.
"Not physically, verbally" I replied.

"Let me go teach that son of a *** a lesson" said Saif.
I covered his mouth with my hands before his able to complete the sentence.
"Don't forget , this oum's brother and she's like a mother to me" I said now getting furious.
"Am sorry, I didn't mean it that way " apologize Saif.

I glared at him.
Jawahir , he called my name with the sweetest tune ever.

"You see, bukar may have really liked you and is probably hurt by the sudden change of mind, I would be too,
Am just glad, he's out of the picture.
And I have you, here for me.., me alone."
Said Saif caressing my cheeks,
I was now laying my head on his torso.

"Give it time, everything will be okay.
:You are such a gumball," I tease pinching him on his torso,
"Am not sad he threw me out,
Am afraid he might cut all ties between me and oum" , I said.
"Wait he did what, threw you. ... "asked Saif when I cut him off by throwing a soft pillow at him,
I will get you for this said Saif grabbing the pillow near him as I ran as fast as I could across the room,
We kept circling the room, chuckling,
It was really a fun night thanks to my saif.
The night flew so fast, before I knew it the room was engulfed by darkness.