Zayn and Nana are sitting on the couch, watching the Bollywood film 'Manikarnika'. She has her hand in the huge bowl of popcorn and her other hand wrapped around Zayn's torso. He will kiss her forehead once in a while before they continue to watch and comment here and there. Amidst watching the movie, Zayn's phone rang on the couch next to Nana. She peeked her head to see who is calling but then met a heartbreak for Hidaya's name was blinking and her appetite just vanished.

She threw the phone at him and stood up. She bit her lip for mistakingly throwing it because she was blinded with jealousy but brush it off and walk to the kitchen to do only god knows what. After looking around the kitchen for the nth time, she finally settle on taking frozen yoghurt but still didn't get back her appetite which frustrates her to no end.

What frustrates her more is that Zayn is still talking to Hidaya on phone and didn't bother checking on her. What is so important that he can't hang up and come to her? Then she heard the most heartbreaking sound ever, the door closing in a harsh sound almost bringing the hinges to their knees.

Will he leave her all alone because she threw the phone at him? She scrunch down on the cabinet and let the tears come rushing down her cheeks. Is he going to see Hidaya and he didn't bother telling her about it? Please let it be a no.

She waited for thirty minutes but he's not back yet. She kept looking at her phone waiting for his message or call, telling her he is sorry and he'll be back soon but none of it happened for another thirty minutes till she heard the front door opening.

She started battling with herself whether or not to go and talk to him. On one side, she's mad at him for leaving because of Hidaya's call and not telling her. On the other side, she wants to see if everything is okay and he's not mad at her but she didn't go. She curl herself inside the duvet and cried silently to herself. Maybe her jealous side is getting too much attention for her liking for the tears are causing a massive headache to appear on it's own.

The door to their room opened and his cologne immediately soothed her at the same time causing goosebumps to appear all around. She didn't move nor sniffle, she was too tensed to even pretend to be asleep.

"Mami, I know you're not sleeping. Sit up let's talk." He wrap his hands around her shoulder, attempting to sit her up on the headboard but no avail.

"Go to your Hidaya, the one you had or have crush on." She stubbornly wrap the duvet around her head. She is acting childish, yes but she can't help the stupid jealousy that's eating her deep down.

"Stop talking about going to Hidaya. I hate it! I told you time and again that it was just a stupid infatuation and I won't tell you again. She's my past and you're my present and future inshaa'Allah, so you better stop bringing her up in all our talks." He bellowed, not at all liking her attitude at the moment.

"Now that she's made you mad, you want to pour everything on me. Go ahead!" She sniffles, the tears coming back on their own accord after thinking about him and Hidaya together.

God, she can be dramatic! He thought.

"Damn it! Will you stop talking like that?" He bellowed yet again, forcefully sitting her on the bed so she's looking at him.

"Why?" She glared at him in between tears.

"I'm done! If you're done imagining all what you want to imagine, come back and tell me your senses are back." He seethed, randomly grabbing two pillow and a duvet from the closet before walking out of the room.

He checked Khumais' room and found him sleeping peacefully before taking the other room. He was beyond mad at his wife and not even her apology will get everything out of him. He needs time and she also need some! He doesn't know why she's acting like that all of a sudden and why the hell was she talking about him crushing on Hidaya? Who the heck planted that story in her head for the love of God? Whoever did it, he'll not go down and beg her to trust him, if she does, then good and if she doesn't, it's her own cup of coffee.

Nana continue to cry silently after Zayn left the room, she knew what that means. He is giving her the space she doesn't need, it's just punishment. Her and her big mouth, why can't she just shut up and talk things out? He was even apologizing to her even after she threw his phone to his chest which she surely knew that it hurts. She sighed before taking Qur'an and started ready the short suras down.

She blinked open her eyes, squinting them to blink out the sleepiness. She sat up immediately not liking the idea that she didn't wake up to pray subh and she could vaguely replay hearing Zayn's voice asking her to wake up and pray but she flipped him off till he stopped knocking. For a very long time now, he's the one always waking her up for subh but since they are fighting now or in other words, giving each other space, she didn't even want to listen to him. She sighed and made her way to the bathroom to perform ablution.

After saying her prayer, she took a short bath, not wanting Zayn to leave without seeing her. Or in real, she wants to see him before he goes to the office. She smelt his perfume lingering in the closet which means he came in there and got dressed. Shoot, she hopes he's still home because she badly wants to see him, not to apologize!

Hot red bandage waist loose jumpsuit with lantern sleeves and v-neckline. She knew she looks hot because of the way the colour fits her skin and the fabric smoothened down her curves in all right places, most especially her hips. Very fast, she straightened her hair because she doesn't want to wrap any hijab around her and wants to see him drool though she knew he would talk to her after that, or so she hopes.

"Be a good boy to mine, hm?" She heard him saying to Khumais already dressed in his office attire looking as smoking as ever in navy blue suit.

"Yes yes yes." Khumais drawled, his attention all over the television because some cartoon is playing -Paw Patrol.

"Mine, where are you?" She pretend to just walked into the living room whilst looking for Khumais.

"Here, here." He yelled, running to her to give her a hug which she gladly took.

"Have you eaten?" She scrunched down to his level, looking at Zayn from the corner of her eyes seeing how he's trying not to talk to her.

"Uh huh, Papa gimme." He ran back more like limp to the sofa and continue to watch the TV.

Nana squirmed before standing up to her full height so she could trudge into the kitchen. She knew Jumaimah will be hiding away in Khumais' room because she hardly comes out when Zayn is around. She told Maa that she doesn't need any help anymore but she told her that they should spend a little time with her before she comes back to live with them in the main Borkan mansion.

They usually just sit down in the living room and gist all about their lives. Whenever Jumaimah tells her a story, she will get flashes frantically behind her lids but she brush it off, mainly because she's not ready for another set of headache.

"I'm going." He didn't make eye contact after saying that and silently walk out of the house, she didn't follow him nor did she say her usual safe trip, she just continue to watch him leave.

She narrowed her eyes at his back before going to the dining table where her breakfast sat. She called Jumaimah and asked whether she was the one who cooked but she said she wasn't the one so she knew who did it. She smiled sadly before making up a plan, she must go through that plan to know what happened yesterday that Hidaya called her husband and he had to leave her all alone because of it. It's unlike Zayn to leave her in the dark but then again, it's all her doing.

"Jumaimah, what do you think I should do now?" She asked, looking at the beauty in front of her who is a very good listener. Maybe she should just stay here with her, she'll need her.

"You should go through with what you have in mind. I think that's the best anyone can come up with. He loves you and he won't be able to resist for much longer, go through with it." Jumaimah winked at her.

Nana beamed and hurried back to their bedroom. She bit her tongue because she forgot the most important part of the plan. She went back to the kitchen and tie an apron around her so as to not ruin her clothes. She made salad with romaine lettuce and seasoned shrimp, strawberries, raspberries, cucumber slices with guac. She smiled at the lunch box and drew a sad face, saying I'm sorry at the top before going back to the room.

She added a black after dress and tied her red dove hijab, matching wolven cross bag and red point court shoes. She smiled at her reflection before adding another hot red lipstick to add more effect on her red hotness for the day.

She made her way into the office and no one stopped her from taking the elevator and going straight to the last floor. Before she could reach the last floor, the elevator stopped and Hidaya got in, faltering a little after seeing a very beautiful looking Aisha standing. She badly wanted to apologize because Zayn was all grumpy today and she knows that that will only happen when he's having a fight with his mom but since he's not living with his mom anymore, that only means he's fighting with his wife.

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