Chapter 28

Safeeyas POV

"Tell me, What is wrong?" Aadil asked, he looked into my eyes so intensely.

"Nothing, Can I Go back home to Nigeria?" I asked for the Twentieth time this month.

"Like I said, whenever you decide to tell me about your life I will let you go" he spoke softly while placing his hand on the steering wheel, though we weren't moving.

"What Do you want to know about my life?" I asked in the same manner he spoke to me.

"what is hurting you!?" He half yelled.

"Nothing" I also yelled.

"You are lying!, Safeeya tell me what is wrong with you?. I wanna know" he spoke so calmly.

" What do you want to know, oh you wanna know that i am illiterate, or do you wanna know that I've lost everything" I couldn't control my self and i began to cry.

"What!? What are you saying?" He said in a whisper.

" You heard right, I am an illiterate" I whispered " that's why I was unable to read, that's why my accent is off".

"That's a lie, your English does not sound off" Aadil said,

"Off or not, I am Illiterate and classes, that is the reason why I am in this situation" I said Absentmindedly as tears began gushing out of my eyes as I spoke to a stranger whom I have only known for A month.

"You are not classless and tell me, how about your family and do you have a husband?" He asked, A Question which hurts to Answer.

"my husband are no longer together" I said with no iota of Remorse. Humaid is dead to me, despite the fact that we are still bounded by our Nikkah.

"I am sorry" he whispered.

"Don't be" I said to Aadil.

"my life was horible, can you imagine my husband denying me infront of millions of people just because of my class" I began talking, I needed to pour it all out "my husband called me his maid infront of the whole world, infront of the press and infront of his colleagues, he referred to me as a MAID" I sobbed.

"That's is inhumane" he mumbled.

"And I got to find out that he was cheating on me" I whispered the last part, my sobs didn't let me as I placed my head on the car window.

"Aadil, that is why I've been asking you to take me back to my Family, I want to go back to my village, A place where i am Appreciated for who I am" I said, my head was still placed on the window as rain drizzled all over the car.

"I Appreciate you" he said.

"No, Aadil you have done allot for me and I am Greatfull. I am immensely indebted to you" I said.

"but you do know i was the one that knocked you down with my car so i deserve not your words of praise" he said looking towards the road.

"that is why I am thanking you, because of you, at least I didn't feel pain, because I was asleep and resting from the torture which my delicate heart was being put through" my words came out as though I was counting them "I deserve to die" I whispered.

"Don't say that"

"Do you know how it feels for the one you love to deny you?" I said and he was silent.

"I want to make a promise to you" he paused and looked at me "I promise to make you the best, I promise to make you every girls dream. I promise to make you the talk of the world" he said, his eyes looked assuring as he smiled and spoke his words, words that made no meaning to me, for I've lost all my will to leave.