I loved Khadija Chapter Two
At the Ghanour family's house.
Fatima is talking on the phone with one of her friends.
Fatima: Yes, Samiha. You have to see with me. And remind me of the girls we know. I have to catch Marwan before he changes his mind.
Samiha: That's it from my perspective. So, what do you think of Noha, Afif's daughter?
Fatima: Umm. No, she's too tall and looks like a hyena. Find another one.
Samiha: So, what do you think of Heba, Zeinab's daughter?
Fatima: No, no. She's short and looks like a soccer ball.
Samiha: Oh, and then with you, Fatima. You always look like the fattest cat in every girl. So what do you want? A beauty queen?
Fatima: Yes, my sister, I want a beauty queen. This is my son, God bless him. A tall, broad, and beautiful man. And as beautiful as the moon. His wife must be like him, and even prettier.
The important thing is, just think with me.
Samiha: God is in charge. What do you think of...
In Zain's office
He sits, following up on one of his cases. Busy.
He knocks on the door and Ammar enters. When Zain sees him, he smiles and is very happy. Ammar is his closest and dearest friend. He stands up and greets him warmly.
Zain: Ammar. Hello, my love, you've brightened my day. Where are you? I miss you.
Ammar: No, man. When I miss you so much, why don't you ask about me? Or did the criminals take you away from us?
Zain: What can I do, Ammar? You can see how the situation is, and I swear it was against my will. The important thing is, reassure me, how are Uncle Othman and Aunt Mariam doing?
Ammar: Thank God, my love is fine and they always ask about you, and Mama wants to see you. It's been a long time since you visited us.
Zain: Sorry, God willing, I'll come visit you as soon as possible.
Hesitantly, his heart pounding with longing, "Ummm. Tell me, how is Dija?"
Ammar: "I'm fine, thank God." Shut up, staring at her studying. Law is exhausting. All that nonsense.
Zain: "You're going to tell me, I know you've forgotten that I studied all this at the Police Academy. Ummm, by the way, I'm ready to help her with anything if she needs me."
Ammar: "Okay, I'll tell her and see if she needs anything or not. Do you remember when she was little and she'd come and smother us while we studied?"
Zain smiled tenderly and affectionately, "Of course I remember. And that's something to be forgotten."
Ammar: "Hahaha, and that little pin she used to give you every time you insisted, so you'd bring her chocolates and bonbons, and a big night of gloom and doom."
Zain: Hahaha. Yes, that was a problem. She was eating chocolates indiscriminately. But no, it's not forbidden. She's always been calm and gentle.
Ammar: Okay, tell me, are you free this month? My wedding is coming up and you have to be there.
Zain: Inshallah, pray for me, but don't make me go on a surprise mission. We're dealing with a difficult and stressful case these days.
Ammar: I don't have anything to do with it. You'll be there, you'll be there. And I also want you to have one free day and come down with me to get the suit and some other things for me. I've always liked your taste.
Zain: That's it. And I'm at your service. If you'd like, I'm with you today. I'm not that busy. We can go out now.
Ammar: Very good, please. Let's go home first. I'll take a shower and change these clothes. It's not reasonable for me to go out looking like this. I just got back from the site and my condition is difficult. Brick, mortar, and cement. Hahahahaha
Zain: Hahahahaha. Okay, fine, let's go.
He left. Zain and Ammar got into their own cars. They headed to Ammar's house.
At Othman's house
Maryam: Come on, Dija, prepare the meal with me. Your father is hungry. And Ammar will be here soon.
Khadija had just finished changing her clothes and went out to her mother.
Khadija: It's me, my dear. But let me tell you something. You don't know if Ammar ate the birds this morning or not.
Maryam: No, I swear, my daughter. I didn't ask him. And you were with him this morning and didn't ask him why.
Khadija: I forgot. Okay, look, I'll go check on them and bring them some food. Then I'll help you. It's a shame. They're gone. We can't leave them without food for all this time.
Maryam: Okay, go and don't be late.
Khadija entered the balcony of her brother Ammar's room. She smiled at the birds she adored. She began to put out food for them, talk to them, and observe them. She loved birds, especially her favorite bird. Zain
He arrived in front of Ammar's house. Zain followed him in his car.
He got out, locked the car, and headed to Zain's car.
Ammar: Come on, come with me until I get dressed.
Zain: Go where? You didn't tell them. And I can't just go out like that suddenly.
Ammar: Didn't you just say you wanted to come and greet them? Come with me and greet them yourself.
Zain remembered that he might see his beloved Khadija and check on her.
"Ummm, okay, let's go."
The two of them went up to the house. Ammar entered first to check that his mother and sister weren't outside without a hijab. And in a loud voice.
Ammar: Peace be upon you. Mom, Zain is with me. Okay?
Maryam, from inside, happily: Hello, hello. My love, light up the place. Give me a second to finish what I have to say and I'll come and greet him and tell him he's having lunch with us.
Ammar: Hahaha. I saw your mother-in-law loves you.
Zain smiled wishfully: Aaaah, I wish she was really my mother-in-law.
Ammar: Okay, mom, we're going into my room, okay?
Maryam: Okay, my love.
Ammar took Zain into his room and asked permission to go to the bathroom to take a shower and then came back. After Ammar left, Zain heard a whisper coming from the balcony. He approached her to listen to her voice, which touched his heart. It wasn't much different from the sound of the birds talking to them. As he got closer, he saw her.
He saw his beloved and little one. She was standing feeding the birds and talking to them. She had named one of them after Zain. She was talking to him.
Khadija: Hahaha. You know, Zain, there's a lot of Zain in you. You're so confident, heavy, and have a personality. But at the same time, you're tender and calm. You know, I really loved sitting with Zain, even though his personality is so calm and mysterious. But his eyes have such terrible tenderness.
And she sighed in despair.
I know what you'll call me. Crazy and delusional. But what can I do? I don't see any other man but him.
Zain listened to her with amazement, shock, and longing all at once. Does she really love him as much as he loves her? Does she really adore him and doesn't see any other man but him as much as he adores her and doesn't see any other woman but her? Oh my heart, it's time for you to be happy and win the one who owns your heart. He kept contemplating her charming appearance. Despite her simplicity and innocence, and the fact that she wears somewhat childish clothes with cartoon drawings on them, she sets his body on fire. And her hair...
That was hanging behind her and her attractive laughter. Ah and a thousand ahs from her laughter, she doesn't know what to do with this poor man. But he thanked God that the balcony was closed from the outside and nothing was visible from the inside, if anyone else had seen it, he would have gone to him and gouged out his eyes. He is insanely jealous of her. Suddenly, he found her saying goodbye to her birds and heading inside the room. She was shocked as she headed inside to find him in front of her. She almost lost her balance and fell, but his hands were faster to catch her and put her around her waist. He approached her face, his heart beating violently. His longing was evident in his eyes. The situation was no different for her. Her heartbeats were like bells. Her body shuddered from his embrace of her with this possessiveness, and she disappeared into his eyes that expressed all this longing and passion. She wished to see him. Suddenly, she found him in front of her. And the worst thing is that she is now in his arms. Her face flushed with embarrassment at this situation.
She tried to say something.
Khadija: "Okay, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were here."
Zain tightened his grip on her, panting from the intense desire that gripped him at this moment.
Zain: "I didn't even know I'd see you and hear you."
Khadija, shocked: "What kind of words?"
Zain smiled his side smile, which made him even more handsome.
Zain: "What you said to the bird Zain, whom you named after me."
Khadija felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, and she didn't know what to say to him. "Oh, how embarrassed I am! He really heard me and knew of my love for him." She didn't say it, but her words indicated that. She remained silent, not knowing what to say.
Zain: "Looking into her eyes." Dijah
Khadijah looked at him with longing and admiration at hearing her name from his lips: Yes.
Zain: Me... Me.
But at that moment, Zain heard Ammar and his mother's voices outside. He gently pushed her away from him, whispering to her:
Zain: Listen, go to the balcony quickly and try to hide. It's as if I didn't see you and you couldn't get out. Okay.
Khadijah nodded at him and turned to go back out onto the balcony. But he held her hand and looked at her with love evident in his eyes.
Zain: Dijah. We have to talk about something very important that I have to tell you. Okay.
Khadijah nodded at him, smiling shyly.
Zain: Before he let go of her hand, he planted a tender, soft kiss on it.
Khadija shyly pulled her hand away and headed toward the balcony. She stood with her back against the wall, her hand on her chest, trying to calm down. Her labored breathing and violent heartbeats were palpable. She couldn't believe that the day she'd been dreaming of for years, since she was a teenager, had finally come to pass. She'd loved Zain and hadn't loved anyone else. She'd wished he'd feel the same way about her and reciprocate. And here he was, approaching her today, and she saw love in his eyes. Oh, what a happy day! This truly was my birthday. The day she felt Zain's love for her for the first time.
Zain sat in a strange state of emotions and a new feeling he'd dreamed of. And today it had come true. Had the day truly come when Khadija would be my beloved and my wife? Oh God. When will this day come?
Maryam and Ammar entered the room.
Ammar took a shower and put on his pajamas. His mother brought them lunch.
Maryam: Hello, Zain, my dear, how are you? Are your mother and brother fine?
Zayn: Thank God, I'm fine. How are you? I really miss you and Uncle Othman.
Maryam: Yes, and that's why you're asking.
Zayn: I'm sorry, I know I've been neglecting you, but my work is hard.
But I promise you, from now on, you'll see me a lot.
Maryam smiled: May God help you, my dear. I excuse you. May God strengthen you and protect you. Anyway, I'm so happy when I see you. You're as precious as Ammar.
Ammar: Yes, I know. We'll spend the day in peace, and I won't eat. I'm hungry.
Zayn: My son, you're the same as the bricks and stones you're working among. They're also on your tongue.
Ammar: Hahaha, believe me, I was really affected by the bricks and stones. Tell me, Mama, when did Dija come back? I haven't seen her since she came back. And she wasn't in her room.
Maryam, now remembering that Khadija was with the birds on Ammar's balcony.
Maryam: Oh my. That's Dija on your balcony feeding the birds, and I completely forgot. I thought she was in her room.
Ammar: Are you serious? How did you see her, Zein?
Zein tried to calm down and not show his nervousness. "Ummm, no, I didn't see anyone."
Ammar went to look for her on the balcony and found her hiding in a far corner. He laughed at her appearance. He thought it was from her fear of Zein seeing her. He didn't know it was from what she was going through just a few moments ago.
Ammar: Hahahahaha. Why are you acting like a wet chick?
Why? And why didn't you call us?
Khadija: Ummm. As for me, when I went out, I found Zain sitting in the room and I didn't know how to get out. Go get me my veil and niqab. Let me get out.
Ammar: Hahaha. Okay, wait, Mama. Bring Dija her veil and niqab.
Mariam: Okay, just a second.
Mariam brought Khadija her veil and niqab. She put them on and went out under the gaze of Zain, who wished he could get up, take her from them, and marry her right away to calm his burning longing for her. But be patient.
Ammar: What's wrong, Dija? Aren't you going to say hello to Zain?
Khadija looked at Zain, her heart pounding as she remembered herself in his arms a short while ago.
Khadija: Uh-huh, how are you, Zain? What's up?
Zain smiled at her obvious confusion, which she had failed to hide.
Zain: How are you, Dija? Tell me how are you doing with your studies? By the way, I told Ammar that if you need any help, I'm at your service. My uncle Ammar calls me and I'll come to you.
Khadija smiled. Honestly, there are a lot of difficult things. But I don't want to tire you out and delay you. I know your work is difficult and tiring and you don't have time.
Zain sighed lovingly and looked at her with a longing he couldn't hide.
Zain: Don't say that. You, in particular, tire me out as you please. Your tiredness is comfort to me.
After that, he realized he'd rushed what he said and tried to change the subject to hide his nervousness.
Ummm, and then, have you forgotten? I wasn't the one who used to study for you. You didn't like Ammar studying for you, do you remember or have you forgotten?
Khadija smiled: Of course I remember. And I've never forgotten.
Ammar: Hahahahaha. The most important thing is chocolate, and don't you forget this too?
Khadija poked Ammar on the shoulder.
Khadija: Ammar, then with you.
Ammar: What, I don’t want anyone to make you think that you were a child and died in chocolate, and you still are. We are all still disgusted.
Zain: Hahahaha. That's it, Deeja, don't be upset with him, he's just like that
The one who works in it. Anyway, my lady, I haven't forgotten, and I brought you chocolate with me, just like before. Here you go.
Khadija was very happy that he remembered simple things from her childhood. Like this. So, he really thinks about her, and she took the chocolate from him, smiling.
Khadija: Thank you very much, I really like this kind.
Ammar: We stopped specifically to get it for you when we were on our way. He was going to send it to you with me because he didn't want to go out.
Maryam: Like that, Zein, you didn't want to come out to greet us.
Zein: No, by God, it wasn't like that. But you didn't know, and I didn't want to cause you any anxiety. And you saw Dija get locked on the balcony because of me.
Maryam: My dear, don't worry. Dija is like a sister to you. You come at any time, you're the one who raised her.
Zain's words stuck in his throat. He felt a twinge of anger. It would be difficult to get Khadija. They viewed him as a brother, especially given the 13-year age gap between them. His heart pricked at the mere thought of them rejecting him. Especially since they saw him as a brother.
Khadija felt his features change and his gaze at her, asking if she also saw him that way, or if she saw him as her lover.
Khadija: "Ummm, come here, Mom, so we can have lunch. Dad's hungry. And also, give him some chocolate, okay?"
Khadija and her mother left, but she gave Zain a reassuring look before leaving, conveying her trust and love.
Zain understood her and sighed in relief. He sat with Ammar and ate with him. After lunch, the two of them went shopping to buy Ammar's wedding suit and some other necessities. Zain also bought an extremely beautiful and elegant suit, and he truly looked handsome in it, as if he were the one getting married. Indeed, he wished that this was his wedding dress to Khadija.
In the evening, he went home and his mother saw the things he had brought back. She asked him about them and he told her what had happened.
Fatima happily: That's right, Ammar is getting married.
Zain with a smile: Yes, mom, he'll get married at the end of the month. That's in two weeks.
Fatima: Oh my God. May God bless him, my son. I've always loved this guy. He was raised this way and is a well-mannered man.
Ammar: Yes, you're right. Ammar is my best friend. Uh-huh. Let me tell you, don't forget to get ready too because you're coming with me. To congratulate Aunt Mariam and Uncle Othman.
Fatima: Yes, of course. What's wrong, my dear? I'll come with you. He looks like he has a sister, right? I haven't seen them in years. Maybe since you were in high school.
Zain smiled his charming smile: "Ah, my mother, Khadija."
Fatima: "Yes, that's Khadija. I swear, my son, that name slipped my mind. Anyway, my dear, I'll prepare them a nice gift. I'll come with you."
Zain: "God willing. I'm going to my room. Tell me, Marwan hasn't come back yet."
Fatima pursed her lips in frustration: "And your brother is coming now. You'll find him staying up late with one of them. May God forgive him, calm him down, and get married."
Zain sighed. He hated his older brother's behavior. He wasn't much older than him, just two years. But there was a difference between them. Zain seemed wiser and more prudent than Marwan. Marwan, despite his cruelty, didn't care about anything, whether it was forbidden or permissible, wrong or right. He just did whatever he wanted. Without any consideration
Zain: May God guide him, mom. Pray for him.
Fatima: I will pray for him, my son. What else can I do but pray? May God guide him.
Zain: Okay, I'll take a shower. When he comes back, call me so we can all have dinner together.
Fatima: A nice bath, my dear. Okay, I'll have Umm Ahmed prepare dinner. If your brother is late, we'll have dinner together.
Zain: Okay, my lady, fine.
At Othman's House
Khadija sits in her room, reminiscing about what happened that day. She talks to herself.
Khadija: Oh God, I know that what happened today was not right when Zain saw me with my hair uncovered and my niqab on. But when I stepped out of the balcony, I was surprised by him against my will. And also when he held my hand before I fell. I was as if possessed. I'm not focused on anything. Oh God, forgive me.
And she smiled. But it looks like he really loves me. Or am I just imagining it? I wonder what he's trying to say to me. Oh God, I hope Zein loves someone and I become his wife. I want to live with him in the same house.
After a while, Khadija began to feel pain in her stomach, and the pain became more intense and she could no longer bear it. She let out a loud scream that echoed throughout the house.
Khadija: Aaaaaah