Chapter 35

Humaids POV

When safeeya walked into the movie room, my eyes couldn't leave her. She was looking extremely peng in the outfit she had worn that day, her Accent had changed allot and it even sounds more better than mine ever will.

I wanted speaking to Aadil about her but seing how close they were, i decided on that.

"Mr Amac are you listening at all?" The Annoying voice of Mr issac, one of the trustee of our company said.

"What?" I yelled forgetting i was infront of a board meeting.

"Mr Amac what is it?" Aadil said sounding so professional. I felt a pang of jealousy towards him, he had it all, money, fame, and even my wife.

"Nothing sir" I said smiling weakly at him.

"Thank you Mr David, The Dollar currency is high, so that gives us a greater Advantage....." The meeting went on and on with me zoning out and making myself look stupid when a question is pointed at me.

Finally, after three hours the meeting was over and I was still seated on my chair, my mind was clouded with the thought of safeeya.

"Humaid? Humaid, What's up?" A familiar voice said and I looked up to see Aadil tapping me on my shoulder.

"Humaid?" Aadil said again while taking a seat next to me.

"Aadil, yes?. What's up?" I picked up my papers from the desk.

"you've been zoning out throughout today, What is wrong with you?" He asked worriedly.

"you are what's up, you took my wife" I felt like screaming that to his face but I decided not to, I am not that stupid.

"I am just feeling a bit sick, can we go home?" I asked,

"Sure" he said standing on his feet and so did I, his lovely perfume was making me sneeze throughout our walk, but wait, was it safeeya that bought him the perfume?.

"Did safeeya get you the perfume?" I asked out of the blue.

"yes, she did" he said happily, I felt another pang of Jealousy and hatred towards him, I am supposed to be the one with the perfume and not him.

"Wow she is a nice girl" I muttered as we walked towards his generation Bugatti.

"Yeah very nice" he said knocking on the window of his car and the door was opened by the driver, we opened the car to find safeeya seating happily at the front seat.

"look who is here!" She beamed happily at Aadil.

"Safeeya, what did you come to do her?" Aadil said to her, she glanced at me and rolled her eyes before responding to Aadil.

"I came for the Commercial, we had a shot today" Did she just say shot, like a shot for movies, I have allot to find out about my wife.

"Oh wow" Aadil said while entering into the car, I was about to get into the car but she stopped me.

"Hey Humaid, can you seat at the front?. I would love to show Aadil something?" She said smiling.

"okay" I muttered angrily as I watched her get down from the front seat.

She went to the back seat and sat, I did the same at the front. I sat with the fat Annoying driver who kept coughing like an ill person.

"Aadil let me show you the photos" she said with so much enthusiasm.

I watched through the side view mirror as she showed him something on her phone.

"And this is the magazine, I am at the front page" they kept on talking all through the ride, I felt suffocated and Angry. I felt Angry at myself and Aadil, that is my fucking wife for goodness sake, but I don't blame him though. I didn't show my wifes picture to him because I was a bit embarrassed to, so I kept giving him excuses, it even came to a time when I told him that my wifes tradition forbids them showing their face to Another man, And the only time he saw her was Twenty years ago at the Village of kutill when we were nine years old and she was Just Four of age, they were once friends but I doubt if he recognizes the naive four years old who he always followed around like pet.

"Humaid, we are here" Aadils voice startled me.

"oh" I muttered as I opened the door to the car and stepped out along with them.

"Is Ammie at home?" Safeeya asked Aadil and he said no.

"I got her a gift, it's in my car" she said placing her phone on her ear.

"yes, come towards the the front" she said to the person she was on the phone with, and not quit long, A generation MERCEDES BENZ drove in, making my mouth go agape at the sight of the car worth millions that drove towards us.

"Is that her car?" I found myself asking Aadil in a whisper.

"Yes" Aadil said "she owns many more like this" my heart was beating in a fast pace because of the jealousy I felt.

"Wow" I mumbled.

"Aadil come and help me with the gift" she said and Aadil towards her,

Seeing them together made my head hurt, I have to separate them and I have to do it fast before he proposes to my wife, even if it's means telling him the truth.