Jaan

Part 43- No Way

I gave her enough time to open it but she wouldn't which left me with no other choice.

"If you don't open it, I'll use another way" I said pulling out my gun.

I know, I shouldn't be doing this but I have lost patience.

Right at that moment, the door opened as our eyes met. It felt like time had stopped. I missed her so much.

I took a step forward as she stopped me.

"Why are you here? Go back" she said sounding afraid as I felt hurt by her words.

Why are you suddenly pushing me away?

"I came to see you, why didn't you come to see me?" I asked her.

"Because I don't want to see you. Go away" she said as anger was filling me once again.

I got in despite the fact that she didn't want me to. Closing the door behind, I got close to her as she was stepping back.

"You're not going to tell your husband to go away like that now" I said.

"You have to leave. We can't be together." she said as I felt my heart breaking right there.

I grabbed her waist and pulled her to me as she was looking into my eyes still afraid. Why is she afraid of me?

"Stop it..." she said as I refused to let go.

"You're really..." I wasn't able to finish my sentence as I found myself loosing it.

She grabbed me in a sudden way before I loose my balance. I was half awake but I was slowly getting weaker.

"Aslan! What's wrong with you?! Wake up! Ya Allah" she was panicking.

She helped me get to the couch in her living room as she laid me down. She touched my burning hot forehead.

"Ya Allah, you're burning" she was worried.

You push me away and then worry about me? Not fair.

The whole night she took care of me while being by my side. I was half-sleeping but I still knew she was there. I'm so confused Adalina.

What did I do that was so wrong for you to leave me like that?

Why do you push me away and then show me that you care in such a way? Why?

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Adalina's POV.

I am not mad at Ayla. I know she must've been put in a tough situation to end up having to tell him about my whereabouts.

However, now I am stuck. I came far away from him to forget about him more easily and here he is at my door forcing me to open up.

Ya Allah, this is just getting harder for me.

Why can't he take care of himself properly? He had such a high fever. I was dead worried.

But it doesn't matter. I keep reminding myself why I started this in the first place. I cannot go back no matter what. I will have to stand by my decision.

I was staring at him. I've been doing so since last night. Not wanting him out of my sight. I missed him incredibly much. He looks exhausted and sick, I hate to see that.

All I needed you to do was to take care of yourself even if I'm not here. Why beat yourself up like that?

"For how long are you planning on staring at me like that?" he suddenly spoke as I slightly flinched getting up.