Sunday, 10 February 2013

Chapter 9

Before leaving the car, I tried begging him one more time.
Jazi: "Please."
Fawaz: "Please shnu?"
Jazi: "I don't want to cook for your friends." I pleaded.
Fawaz: "Bas! Stop the nonsense." He commanded.
Jazi: "Enshallah." I got out of the car, but he didn't.
Fawaz: "Go inside and tell Jassim and Sarah to come to the car."
Jazi: "Why?" I was curious.
Fawaz: "I'm inviting them out for dinner."
Ouch. How rude. Good job hurting my already hurt feelings, Fawaz.
Jazi: "What about me?"
Fawaz: "You're not invited."
My eyes teared up. Who would do this to their own wife?
Jazi: "Enshallah." I always listen to him, I never say no. Why would he treat me this badly?
Fawaz: "Now get out of my face and go call them."
I went to call them as fast as I could. I entered the house and I saw Jassim and Sarah watching a movie.
Jassim: "Oh you're back! Sarah are you ready to go?"
Sarah: "Eeh!" Ew I hate her squeaky annoying voice. Jassim held Sarah's hand and they went to head out. Before he went out, he turned around.
Jassim: "Aren't you coming along with us?"
Jazi: "No."
Jassim: "Oh, are you okay? Is anything wrong?" He asked.
Is he being to nice? That's weird.
Jazi: "Nothing's wrong, I'm just a bit tired."
Jassim: "Oh okay, bye."
Jazi: "Bye." I replied.
After they left. I went upstairs to my room. I changed to my pyjamas and went to my bed and started crying. Why does he treat me like a piece of shit? I've never done something wrong or bad to him like he does to me. I do everything to make him happy. I still love him. I keep asking myself why over and over again, and I don't even know the answer! I kept crying and crying. I then calmed down a bit, so I checked Twitter. A few tweets on my timeline caught my eye.
@Fawaz: "Best day of my life! El7amdellah!"
@Jassim: "Best day! Sadly, some people missed it!"
@Sarah: "El7amdillah I had fun! One of the best restaurants I have ever tried!"
As soon as I read those tweets I got a mention.
@Fawaz: "@Jazi you missed out on all the fun!"
I hate him. I wanted to reply to him and say you're the one who didn't invite me, What should I do? But I love him and I didn't want to start fights, so I didn't reply to him. Time sure does pass by slowly when you're bored. I switched the on the television. Luckily, it was time for my favourite television show, Fatma. Thank god Fawaz isn't here, or he would've killed me if he caught me watching it. Though I still didn't understand why he can do anything he wants, and I can't even watch a simple television show.
I was sitting in bed, when I heard the door open. I didn't have time to close the television.
"Jazi! How many times do I have to tell you not to watch that show?" He screamed so loudly it hurt my ears, his face was red. Oh no.

4 comments:

  1. Amaaziiinnggg!!! PLEASE PLEASR PPLLEEAASSEE post soon! w 7aram jaza:( khaleha tirta7 7aram! lw ana mukanha ant7er! JAD chod e7es! anyway loveyou cant wait for the next post♥♥♥♥♥

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    1. Thank you so much! I will post soon inshallah! It's a surprise what happens next in the story! Love you more<3!

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