Chapter Six: My Eternal Love

HALAAT

"Halaat I am glad you could make it," Amira said. I smiled at her as Adams glances caught my eye. "Adam highly praises you, I am glad that things ran smoothly. Now Halaat you will no longer be needed here. I will take over."

"Sure," I said. I left the office and walked into the elevator. That means I can go back to Abu Dhabi. I haven't decided yet. About Adam... I am scared to get my hopes up and have lonely nights, I am just really scared.

"Halaat," Adam calls out my name. I turn around and watch him as he approaches me. I look at him as he gathers his thoughts. "Did you think about it?" He asked.

"I need time Adam," I told him- and got in the elevator. He entered inside, I stood in silence and him too. Most of the people got out of the elevator at the third floor. It was just me and him. We were at the first floor, the elevator stopped and my hands started trembling. Not this again...

He held my hand and pulled me close to him. "It's going to be okay," he said.

"Adam did you plan this?" I asked- still in his arms.

"Hah I wish I did," he said. I couldn't let go of him, I was petrified. "I miss you."
My head laid against his chest listening to his heartbeats.

"I miss you too," I replied.

"Halaat come back home please," he said, and the elevator started moving. The elevator doors open after about eight minutes, I let go of him and rush out the elevator. I stood and thought. I love Adam, he is all I ever wanted. I can't lie to myself anymore... I don't care if I'll be in pain, as long as he is by my side I'll endure it all.

"Adam," I say his name. I turn to look at him, he stood by the elevator. I walk to him and hug him. "I love you," I say.

"I love you too," he replies.

"Adam..." Amira calls out. Adam lets go of me and holds my hand. "Halaat? What's going on?"

"Amira this is my wife," he says and looks at me. I blush.

"I am sorry what?" She says surprised.

"Yes, Halaat is my wife. We separated for a while but now we are back together," he said proudly.

"Well congratulations," she said.

"Thank you," I told her.

I went back home and told my mother everything. She was so happy for me, and she started crying and I started to cry too. Ummi is so emotional...

I called Rania and Layla and told them about Adam and I. That we are back together. They were happy for me. I called Ayat too, she started crying too.

Adam wants to get married as soon as possible. Tomorrow he said. I didn't say no, but I didn't say yes. Joy lingered on his face. He called me and told me that the Nikkah should be held tomorrow.

The Next Day

I woke up early in the morning. Prayed and took a bath. I am so nervous. You would think I'd be mentally prepared, after the first wedding. Though nothing is different from the first wedding, he wanted to marry me as soon as possible. And it's the same now...

I got ready early and wore my dress. I did my own (light) make up, and tied my scarf design. It was all simple but elegant.

To be honest... I didn't really care how I looked and what I was wearing. I am just happy that I get to be with him, once again.

We were out of the house by 12:00, and headed to the court. We reached there and I was nervous and so excited. Ummi and I entered the court, and I saw Adam and his family. Yet another memory relived. I looked at Jamila with her pregnant tummy. And my mother-in -law and father- in-law wide smiles.

I looked at Adam, who stared at me. Every step I took, until I reached him. We got married, and it was as beautiful as the first time we did.

I  greeted my in laws and hugged my mother a temporary good bye. We left the court and headed for the hotel. While in the car only silence was spoken.
We reached the hotel and we went to our honeymoon sweet. It was beautiful... They were petals on the bed, a beautiful view and Adam by my side. "I love you Halaat. I always have and always will. You have my whole heart for my whole life. I'll love till my heart stops and I will love you in the hereafter. For me there is only you," he said.

I look at him and I smile. "I love you too Adam. And I'd choose you; in a hundred life times, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find and I'd choose you. I love my life when I am your wife, you are my home." I told him. He kissed me...

As I was entering the bath room to get ready, I heard the door ball. "Adam answer the door," I yelled. He didn't reply... I got out the bath room and went to open the door. Adam was in the balcony on the phone.

A man stood in front of me and held a gun towards my forehead.
BANG !
I fall onto the ground and watched as my life flashed before my eyes... Ashadu an la ilaha illa illa-ilah, wa ashadu anna muhammadan rasul ullah.

ADAM

"Halaat my sister just called ..." I notice the door open and I watched Halaat as she fall onto the ground. I rush towards her... Halaat, Halaat..." I say her name. I held her in my arms, I checked her pulse for reassurance and there wasn't one. She's dead...
"No! Halaat come back to me. Halaat..."

Who could have done this? Why? I left Halaat on the floor and notice a man standing by the elevator holding a gun. "You killed my wife!" I screamed. He pointed the gun at me and shot me on my chest, I fall to the ground."Halaat..."
Tears trickled down my cheek as I was slowly dying. Ashadu an la ilaha illa illa-ilah, wa ashadu anna muhammadan rasul ullah.

...

AMIRA

"Did you kill her?" I asked.

"Yes and I also killed her husband. He saw me," he replied.

"WHAT!" I only told you to kill the girl! Adam shouldn't have died. I told you clearly," I said to him .

Adam was supposed to be mine. Killing Halaat was the only way, she was standing in between what was rightfully mine. He wasn't supposed to die. Only Halaat should have died...

The End.

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