HER PSYCHOTIC HUSBAND

CHAPTER 21 - MISERY

"....when something happens that you dislike or that hurts you,
Be careful not to get lost in the illusion created by pain.
Look through it.
Find the message in the bottle.
Find the purpose and let it lead you to glimpse just a little more of HIM.
-Yasmin Mogahed.

Muftiha/Muffin's POV:

I have a weird habit of talking to myself and cherry on top in front of the mirror. I know I know it sounds funny but it's kinda my favourite hobby.

This habit of mine was accompanied by ME right from my childhood. It was strengthened by each passing day and it's probably rooted in my veins now. *smiles goofily*

I was just wondering about that 'Mister.Whoever' and stood in front of the mirror looking at my reflection.

My thoughts carried me to my past when I met him for the very first time in that grand event carried out for my lovely Sister Riku.

It was her Nikah and she soon will be leaving us which was indeed heart breaking. I am gonna miss my soul sister terribly. *pouts*

I was disheartened about it and the time arrived,way too soon for my sister's Rukhsati. I just can't take it anymore.

Actually, I have this weird philosophy of mine to stay strong in front of public. I don't cry in front of anyone. I might cry to myself at lone time,but I try to pretend myself as a strong heartless girl who can NEVER breakdown.

I hurried towards the washroom area to let my heart out. I felt the urge to cry. I needed to scream. I felt the need to mourn over at my sister's leave.

I felt the necessity to let go of my pain,let go of my agony. She is my SOUL sister. She is my buddy, my twin. I am gonna miss her terribly.

I was in the verge of crying out aloud when I saw HIM taking slow steps towards ME. I was scared by his hard gesture when he pulled me towards him.

I was startled when he wiped off my tears with his hankie. He wiped off the stains from my dress quite carefully such that the stains shall not spread across and left a mark.

I was terrified about his reaction as I did a huge blunder. I misunderstood HIM as a Waiter whereas HE was Biju's buddy. So stupid of ME!

I apologised for my misunderstanding but he never cared. He was way too busy glaring at me intently. Ughhhh,Disgusting!

I felt uncomfortable by his gaze and not to forget, by his grip on my arms. I sobbed harder when HE averted his gaze and released his grip on my arm.

Then HE kinda forcefully handed me his hankie and left the spot without uttering a single word for my apology which was kinda miserable.

"You know what?" I asked to none other than my own reflection.

Her arm placed in her waist,her lips twitched into a small pout whereas her index finger under her chin.

"I was really damn amused by his reaction, I mean C'MON I thought his reaction might be intense or more likely worse since I considered him as a Waiter,GOSH! But HE didn't reacted at all". I laugh at my own stupidity whenever I remember that incident.

Yesterday's meet was quite unexpected. I was wondering what was HE doing here when HE came out of nowhere and dared to take hold of my wrists AGAIN.

'How dare HE touch me?'
What does he thinks of himself? Am I a thing which he can hold onto whenever he feels like? I glared at HIM in anger. Not this time Mister.