I loved Khadija Chapter Eight
He reached the door of the room and placed his hands on the doorknob before moving it. He found Marwan's hand gripping it, and he rebuked him violently and pushed him forcefully and angrily.
Marwan angrily said, "What are you doing?! You think you can get in? You've officially gone crazy! The one inside is my wife, and she's naked. How do you want to get in like that?!"
His breathing was rapid, angry, and furious at this idiot. But he was right! How could he have forgotten at that moment that he shouldn't have entered her room like that?! Even if she wasn't in the condition his brother had described. In any case, he shouldn't have entered her room like that without permission.
But his panic and anxiety gnawing at his heart blinded him to this matter. And about his deprivation... and that it is not permissible for him to do so...
But sometimes the heart does not see and does not submit to all standards and norms... and the power of love blinds it to so much more...
Zain roared at him forcefully: "I need to check on her. What did you do to her?!!!!"
Marwan, furiously: "It's none of your business. Why are you interfering in what doesn't concern you? She's my wife."
Zain, his veins bulging and a bleeding wound flaring up: "And she was raised by me... and she trusts me... and her family left her as a trust with us and agreed to your marriage to her because you are my brother... and because of that, she belongs to me too... I swear to God, if you hurt her, I wouldn't have mercy on you. You're crazy. She's your wife, not someone you picked up off the street. How could you do this to her? How!!!" Marwan, annoyed: "It's none of your business. I told you... and stay away from me. I can't stand myself, brother."
Their mother came after them, catching her breath. She never goes up to the second floor because she can't stand the ups and downs. She prefers to stay downstairs, and her room is downstairs as well.
Fatima, breathing heavily: "Enough of this suffocation. Let me in so I can see that girl who's choking me up inside."
The two of them made way for her, and she went inside to examine Khadija.
Upon entering, she saw something she didn't expect... her wedding dress lying on the floor... and her own... Khadija!!! Naked on her bed, with signs of beatings on her face, bruises all over her body, and covered in blood. Her face was pale, and her lips were blue. Her body was like ice, as if all the blood had been drained. It was a heartbreaking and truly sad sight... what human being would do such a thing?!!!!
No, he really did, acting like an animal... a savage, barbaric animal that only understands hunger...
Fatima gasped in horror and slapped her cheeks repeatedly in shock and astonishment, muttering:
Fatima, with tears: "Oh my... oh my... oh my.
The girl is leaving us. May God punish you, Marwan, my son, may God punish you."
She ran out crying and trembling, grabbing him by the sides of his torn shirt, which he had torn while he was unconscious. She roared at him angrily:
What did you do? You're crazy... crazy!!!! The girl is dying. You're crazy... crazy. She can't possibly be a human being...
Marwan, with regret and sadness: "Enough, Mom. I kiss your hand. I can't stand any more reprimands... enough... The important thing now is to quickly call the doctor."
Fatima, terrified: "Doctor, who needs to go to the hospital? She's bleeding and might die. May God destroy you... I'm the one who deserves it... I married you off and wronged other girls with you... Go... May God forgive you.
Walk ahead, help me get her dressed quickly. Walk...
He nodded at her, annoyed and mischievous, and entered the room with her. They closed the door behind them to put on her clothes and veil.
He slammed the door with his angry fists, torn with anger and rage. He blamed himself and held her responsible for the miserable woman lying inside. He knew his brother very well, his dirty past with prostitutes, and his animalistic tendencies. But he was afraid that if he tried to hint to her father and Ammar, he would expose his brother and they would think he was causing trouble between them... or that he didn't want this marriage for false reasons. He also thought that his brother might have changed after seeing him clinging to Khadija and loving her... in such a deadly way...
But as the saying goes, "A dog's tail won't straighten and remains crooked no matter how hard it tries." That's how some people are. No matter how hard they try to fix their behavior, they remain malicious and treacherous, unable to be pure... unless God wills it.
He continued to pace the corridor of the rooms quickly and angrily. He was like a raging, angry lion trapped in a cage, unable to leave. Minutes passed like hours as he waited for them to leave. Minutes later, the door opened and Marwan emerged after changing out of his torn clothes.
Carrying her after putting her clothes on with his mother's help, he saw her in his arms like a lifeless corpse, not moving a muscle.
He rushed over, eagerly and anxiously.
Zain, his eyes catching her, looked at her reassuringly: "Is she not awake yet??!!?"
Fatima, with tears: "No, my son." My heart is eating away at me, afraid that something might have happened to her... God help us...
Marwan, angrily: What could have happened to her? Not all girls do this. Is she the first or last to get married? She's the one who's always frivolous...
His mother hit him on the shoulder angrily.
Fatima: You even have the nerve to talk? Shut up.
Zain glared at him angrily and threatened, but he had to be patient. This isn't a time for reckoning. Check on a piece of my soul first, then you'll be punished, you idiot.
Zain, mischievously: Okay, let's go quickly. We have to check on her.
I'll beat you to the car and get out... Hurry up.
He did indeed take off at high speed, got into the car, and started the engine at breakneck speed, just as they caught up with him. He drove off like crazy. His heart was pounding violently, screaming with worry for her. He wished he could turn around and pull her to his chest, hug her tenderly, taking her pain and suffering...
Oh my love. If only I had stopped this marriage. If only I had married you, even if it was against your will. At least I would never have hurt you like this, ever... You are my soul, how could I leave you like this!!! How!!!?
They all arrived at the hospital and took her in for examination. After a while, the doctor came out.
The three of them ran to her eagerly.
Zain, in a fit of anger: What's wrong, Doctor? What's wrong with Dija now? Reassure us!!
Doctor: Unfortunately, this young lady was brutally and savagely raped and beaten as well.
Marwan, angrily: What are you saying?! Rape? What?
She's my wife, and today she's brought us inside. I wish it was a normal wedding entrance, like any other.
The doctor frowned angrily, "This is another disaster. For you to do this to your wife. This is disgusting...not normal..."
Marwan, angrily
Ya: Are you crazy or what? Who is this disgusting person? Shut up before I act stupid with you.
The doctor sarcastically said: I swear I wouldn't rule anything out from you. Someone who does this on their own wedding day could do anything.!!!
Marwan sarcastically said: You're annoying, by the way...
Zain pushed him hard and angrily until he pinned him to the marble wall. "You'd better shut up. Instead of me swearing to God... filming you getting killed right now. What's wrong with you!!! Why are you being so rude..!!?"
He addressed the doctor, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. But what's she doing now? Has she woken up yet, and what's the news of the bleeding?!!?"
The doctor calmly said: "Thank God the bleeding has stopped." She's also awake. But her physical and psychological state is very bad.
Fatima, with some relief: "Okay, when can she be released!?"
The doctor smiled at her, "It's okay, she can come with you. But of course, she'll continue with her treatment and the instructions I'll give you."
Then she looked askance at Marwan and continued.
And of course, the professor keeps his distance from her and doesn't try to get near her at all until she recovers and gets better...
Marwan sarcastically: "By God!!! And I'll take orders from you as to whether I get close to my wife or not.!!! Are you dreaming!!?"
The doctor angrily: "By God, I've said what I have to say. And you're free. But you shouldn't get close to her for at least a week. Excuse me."
Zain, glaring threateningly at his brother, "Come in, Mom, and check on Dija. It's not right to leave her alone..."
His mother nodded at him and entered the room to find her curled up, crying bitterly and in pain.
She approached her and sat next to her on the edge of the bed. And stroked her hair with motherly tenderness. And with tears.
Fatima: A thousand blessings upon you, my dear. May you be well, Dija. Thank God she came this far. The doctor said you can come with us now. Reassure me, how are you feeling now? Oh my eyes!!!?
Khadija, lost and in tears: Mom. I want Mom. Bring me Mom, if you'll excuse me... I want Mom...
Fatima, affected and sad: And I'm not like Mom!!!! It's late, and if we talk to her, she might get scared. I'm sorry, I'm with you. Don't be embarrassed by me. Tell me what's wrong, my light. By God, Zein and I made Marwan suffer. Zein grabbed him and was going to hit him. Believe me...
She closed her eyes in pain. The name rang in her ears, killing her. Zein...!!! Zein!!!
Aaaah, from you, Zein. Aaaah from you... and a thousand aaaahs... you... you're the reason for what I've reached today. I tried to take revenge on you. I took revenge on myself. I killed myself with my own hands... I'm the one who paid the price!!!? I wish I hadn't done it. I wish I hadn't done it... but what's the use of regret after what happened... May God forgive you, Zain. May God forgive you, my... my love. She cried with regret and hurt... the pain of a violated body and a heart pierced by a sharp blade that she couldn't remove... for if she removed it, she would tear apart what was left of her heart with it... and a humiliated soul... crying with rage...
.....
He stood, folding his arms in front of his chest and glaring at his brother. If she could get what was in his heart out right now, she would burn him alive... arrows would come out with her and tear him apart...
He was angry, raging, killing with jealousy and pain from what that idiot did to his little girl and his beloved.
Marwan tries to remain composed and not give in to Zain's angry and blaming looks.
Marwan: "Uh-huh. Are you going to keep looking at me like that for a long time or what?!"
He freed his arms and stepped forward until he stood directly in front of him.
Zain, in a firm voice: "What did you do?!" You're a sick animal, not a human being.
Marwan, in an angry voice: "Zain, don't forget that I'm your older brother and I won't allow you to talk to me like that. You understand? And I'm telling you for the last time not to interfere in what's not your business."
He gritted his teeth, nearly crushing them in anger at this stubborn man who, after everything that had happened, didn't want to admit his mistake. He grabbed him by the collar and roared at him.
Zain, in a commanding voice: "Listen, you mustn't forget that I don't interfere in what you do to Khadija. You understand. I told you, she was raised by me, just like Ammar, exactly." And I won't let you hurt her.
You have to differentiate her from the trashy types you used to know. She's a pure, raw girl. She has nothing to do with the filth you're drowning in.
And listen, if you don't straighten up with her and treat her like a queen, I swear to God I will disgrace you in front of her and her family. And I'll tell them that you're dirty and a womanizer who sleeps with a trashy advertisement girl like you every day. I was the one who kept quiet at first. I was afraid to disgrace my brother. And I said, "He's definitely straightened up and loved Dija, and God has forgiven him." God has covered him up. I won't disgrace him...
But if your filth reaches Dija, I swear to God I won't let you go. Do you understand? But this...this is your whole life...do you hear me?
Marwan doesn't deny that he was shaken by his brother's words. And he's afraid of the disgrace. In front of his wife and her family. He also knows that Zain is doing it. He seems to truly appreciate Dija. He can't stand her. It seems he's making up for his lack of a sister in his life. He truly considers her his sister.
Marwan: "Uh-huh. You misunderstood. I was just a little excited, nothing more. But I've truly repented and distanced myself from all the women I know."
I truly love Dija. But as soon as we were locked in one door, I couldn't control myself. I'm only human, Zain. That's it, it was a mistake and I'm done."
Zain, breathing heavily: "What did you take?"
Marwan stammered: "Yes, nothing. What did I take?"
Zain, with a piercing, confident look: "I'm telling you, what did you take?" "Speak up, Marwan. What you did to her? It's not normal. You were under the influence of drugs."
In an angry voice: "Speak up."
Marwan: "Uh-huh. I took a ***."
Zain held his head with his hands. Trying to contain his anger at this stupid lunatic.
Zain, in astonishment: What did you need this nonsense for? !!! Huh!! Answer me. !!! She's like a bird in your hand. She doesn't need all this nonsense.!!?
You're stupid... stupid... Listen, you have to listen to the doctor and stay away from her and don't get near her until she's relieved. You understand.
Marwan sighed angrily. He had no choice; he had to absorb his brother's anger.: "Okay... Can you settle down now? I'm tired of everyone pushing me away. Enough with this marriage..."
He looked at him with disgust. "It's nonsense on your mind... It's nonsense because you're the stupid one."
He approached her room door and knocked lightly.
His mother opened the door for him.
Zain, eagerly: "Mom, reassure me, how is Dija?!"
Fatima: Thank God, I'm fine.
Zain: Okay, mom, please. Put on her headscarf so I can go in with Marwan to check on her.
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Fatima: Okay, my love, just a second.
She went in to him.
She put on her hijab and niqab and gave them permission.
When the two men entered, when her eyes fell on Marwan, she screamed in terror and clung to Fatima for protection.
Khadija: No, no, let him go, for God's sake. Don't let him come near me. May God protect you. I'm scared of him... Don't let him do that again, for God's sake...
Fatima hugged her tenderly, trying to calm her down gently.
Fatima: Calm down, calm down, my love, don't be afraid. I'm by your side...
He looked at her, his heart aching with sadness and pain. My love, what's all this fear and terror?
Is it terrifying and hurting you to this extent!!! What did that madman do to you, my love? I wish I could hold you in my arms right now. I wish I could give you safety and comfort.
He slammed the wall with his fist, hard and angry, and closed his eyes in pain.
Aaah, God, what's all this? How can I bear it? I swear if he were a mountain, he would now be dust. From what I can see... if he were a mountain, he would crumble to bits... aaaah... God grant me patience...
Marwan gritted his teeth. The blame and reproach I've endured so far is enough. Will I endure you too? "Ugh. I'm suffocating. This is a dark night. I'm going down."
He left the room, angry at them all.
The doctor entered: "Hey, Dija, are you better now?"
Khadeja, weak and hoarse from screaming: "Thank God."
The doctor: "Okay, here you go. This is her medication. The appointment times and instructions are written on the prescription. She can leave with you now, but as I understand it... fine."
Fatima: "Yes, Doctor. We'll do everything you told me to do."
Zain: "Thank you." My mother and I will deliver her to you in a week so you can check on her.
The doctor smiled: "I'll wait for you. Excuse me."
Zain tenderly: "Dija, can you walk or should I call Marwan to carry you?"
Khadija looked at him angrily and reproachfully: "No, no, I'll walk alone. I don't want him near me."
She tried to get out of bed with his mother's help. She got up weakly. As she took her first step, her legs couldn't hold her up, and her strength failed her, and she was about to fall.
But he watched her intently. When he saw her fall, he rushed to her with the agility of a cheetah, embraced her in his arms, lifted her up, and looked into her eyes eagerly.
Zain: "You're okay? You'll be able to."
She looked at him with love, reproach, and longing. As angry as she was with him, she was still angry with him. But when he got closer and felt his warmth and tender gaze, she couldn't hold on and yearned for him. I'm fine, I'll try to walk. But just like the first time, she couldn't and almost fell, so he had no choice but to carry her.
Zain: I'll carry you, sorry, against my will and yours. You won't be able to walk. Let me carry you to the car.
Her heart skipped a beat. She felt herself in his arms, carried in his shoes. She tried to get away from him and get off.
Khadija: No, no, I'll walk. I'll try again. Please, this isn't right.
Zain tenderly: I swear you can't. I'm sorry, I know it's not right to touch you. But we have to. Okay, look, I'll tell Marwan to come and carry you. Sorry, just bear with him until we get home.
Khadija caught her breath. This was much more merciful than him carrying her. She said: Okay... Okay, just put me down.
He put her down gently and placed her on the edge of the bed. He took out his phone and tried to call his brother, but as usual, he was careless. His phone was off. He tried again and again. Each time, it was off.
Zain despaired: "Dijah, Marwan's phone is off. Sorry, let me take you down. Listen to me."
He leaned over and gently carried her, embracing her tenderly.
Calm down, calm down. May God heal you and reassure us about you, Dijah."
Fatima: Calm down, Dijah. Zain is like your brother. He always says, "Dijah is my little sister who was raised by me." He's like Ammar. Let's go."
She calmed down, unable to resist. In addition to her physical exhaustion and pain, she was also spiritually and mentally exhausted. She loved him and adored him. She longed for his closeness. She hadn't expected this situation. So she decided to give her heart free rein to seize this beautiful moment. She didn't know if she would ever experience one like it again. The moment she feels the warmth of his embrace, she enjoys his scent. She buried her head in his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck.
His body shuddered at her touch. His heart fluttered, and he wished she were his wife now. He would remove the veil that concealed the face he adored and memorized in detail. He captured her lips in a soft, warm kiss, expressing his love and eagerness for her.
He hugged her tenderly to his chest and closed his eyes longingly. Here she is, my beloved and little one, in my arms and embrace. I wish the road was long.
Aaaah, how I love you. How much I adore you. How much I long for you, Khadija.
He entered the elevator with his mother, and she was still in his arms.
Listen to his heartbeat. She was confused by its loud voice and its increasing speed, as his heart beat with chastity and strength.
Aaaah, my love, if only you were my husband now. I swear I would never leave this embrace. I've never felt safe until now, when I'm in your arms, my beloved Zein.
Oh God, why all this suffering!!..... Why all this pain!!..... Why did I marry Marwan! Why didn't I marry Zein? Why, oh God!?!
They got out of the elevator and he headed to the car. He found Marwan leaning against the car, smoking furiously. His eyes widened and his mouth fell open when he saw his wife in his brother's arms. He walked towards him angrily.
Marwan: How could you carry her like this? You've gone crazy.
And you, respectable lady, how could you let him carry you like this?
Zein looked at him sarcastically: If you had any blood, you would have stayed with your wife. Check on her. But you're being silly and don't understand. Didn't you come down and leave us? We were going to wait for you until you took pity on us and came back. And also, your phone is off. I tried calling you ten times instead of one, while you were sleeping like your phone. Expand and open the car door.
He swallowed his anger, made way for him, and opened the car door for him.
He leaned her gently and tenderly, as if she were a precious piece of crystal. He was afraid it would break. He sat her down in the seat, his voice hoarse, tired, and sad about being separated from his embrace. "Are you comfortable like this? Don't you want to sleep while Mommy rides next to me?"
She looked at him longingly. She felt a chill creeping through her limbs as soon as she left his embrace.
She shook her head lightly. "No, I'm comfortable like this. Thank you very much. How wonderful is your effort."
He sighed longingly, "Effortless, you don't know how precious you are to me. You mean so much to me, Dija."
She looked at him reproachfully, "Like your sister, right? I know you express yourself like Ammar."
He closed his eyes sadly, "Yes, exactly like that, my little sister." The one who grew up on my hands
Marwan: Could you expand so your mom can get in? Let's go. The call to prayer is at dawn. I'm tired and want to sleep.
He stood up and glared at him angrily. This is cold.
All he cared about was sleeping and resting. How! And where would he find rest when his wife was like this? Oh, you idiot. What should I do with you, for God's sake? You're so stupid.
They all got into the car. He turned on the gas and drove off. The whole way, he kept glancing at her. He was in pain from being separated from her. He was thinking about what the coming days would be like, what he would do with his brother. How he would protect her from him.
They all arrived home, and he got out and walked towards her in the back, trying to carry her.
His brother grabbed his shoulder.
Marwan: I think I'm here. I'll carry her.
He leaned over to carry her, and she was startled by him and his touch.
He looked at her in annoyance. "Can you calm down? I'll carry you, but I won't eat you."
Her features twisted, but there was nothing she could do. This was the lesser of two evils.
She didn't want to go through this experience again. She couldn't bear to be in his arms and for him to leave her again. And also... She blamed herself for this feeling. She felt guilty, wrong, and even betraying this stupid brute. After all, he was her husband, whether she liked it or not.
Marwan carried her and led her inside.
When he led her upstairs, Zain stopped him.
Zain: Marwan. Dija is going to sleep with Mama tonight. He took her to her room.
Marwan, surprised: Yes, why? God willing. What does that mean?
Fatima: Like other people. The doctor said she needs to rest at least tonight. Let her sleep with me. Tomorrow, God will solve it. Let her sleep in the room.
He blew angrily and looked at them angrily. He took her to his mother's room and threw her violently on the bed.
This made her wince weakly.
Khadija: Aaah. Take it easy, brother.
Zain flinched in alarm, approached him, and poked him in the shoulder.
Zain: You're stupid, you human. She's not comfortable. She's missing something, but what you did to her isn't enough.
Fatima: May God guide you. Go, go sleep, go.
He left them, angry and furious, and went up to his room.
He looked at her gently.
Zain: Dija, I'm sorry, don't be mad at him. He's just like that. But as soon as he calms down and this situation passes, he'll be fine. He loves you, trust me.
Khadija, disappointed: I know, but anyway, I want to sleep, okay?
Zain: Of course, I'm going to my room. And if you need me at any time, I'm awake, I won't sleep.
Fatima: Okay, my son, I'll pray Fajr and go to sleep too. It was a tough night, thank God it passed safely.
Zain: Good night, everyone.
Fatima and Khadija: You are one of the good people.
Fatima performed ablution, prayed her obligatory prayers, and looked at Khadija. She found her fast asleep. It had truly been a difficult, tiring day, exhausted by everything that had happened. She covered her tightly with the blanket and stroked her hair
with tenderness and kindness. She was truly a compassionate and kind-hearted woman who loved her like the daughter she never bore. She stayed by her side, looking at her affectionately.
He went up to his room and sat thinking about everything that had happened. Sleep eluded him, and he was unable to do so.
He went down and knocked gently on his mother's door. Moments later, his mother opened it.
Fatima: What's wrong, my love? Do you need anything?
Zain anxiously: Reassure me. How is Dija, Mom? She fell asleep.
Fatima: Thank God, my son. She fell asleep very quickly from the medication she took and the exhaustion she experienced. I swear she's exhausting, and it's hard for me. Tell me why you haven't slept yet.
Zain sighed tiredly, "How can I sleep, Mom, after what happened? I also don't know what to tell them when her family comes to see her in the morning." The Bey turned out to be asleep and didn't even care.
Fatima: "By God, my son, you're right. God help us. Go out, my dear. You have two hours of rest and rest. May God keep you sane. I swear, sometimes I feel like you're the elder, not Marwan."
Zain smiled sadly, "Elder isn't about age, Mom. Come on, my dear, go to sleep and rest. You're tired too. Good night."
Fatima: "You're one of the good people, my dear. May God be pleased with you, Zain, my son."
He left his mother and headed to his brother's room, opened the door, and entered to see if he had really fallen asleep or not. He curled his mouth in mockery as he saw him lying face down, deep in a sleep, not worrying about anything.
He sighed and remembered the famous saying: "Only those with an empty mind sleep at night."
He went out, closed the door behind him, and headed to his room. He lay down on his bed, placing his hands behind his head and smiling in spite of himself as he remembered her in his arms and embrace. He closed his eyes with longing. He tried to sleep, hoping that she would be the last thing he ever imagined he saw before his eyes...