Chapter Fourteen

Omar

It had been a while since I visited America. Almost a year ago, I fell in love with a beautiful flower. Today, I'm living with a thorny weed called Kanita.

I missed Ilham so much. She was the best at everything. Now God knows where she is and what's going on in her mind right now. I never got over the fact that, I was in love with her.

So after a long while, I decided to go back to America, in the name of a business trip and go see how Ilham was coping.

I left unannounced. Why would I even tell anyone in the first place? Kanita, knew better than to ask me. I would have beaten the hell out of her.

I don't beat women, but Kanita? She wasn't a woman in my eyes. I would beat her up like a thief , yet she wouldn't seem to learn. She would still come back and try to seduce me.

My only temptress and my only seductress was Ilham. No one else!

I left Turgistan very early the following day. It took about 4 hours for my jet to land in the States.

I missed the nice calm breeze. But who I missed more, was Ilham. I was nervous. I begun wondering if she was going to be alright if she saw me after breaking her heart, or what?

I decided to take the risk.

My convoy drove from the jet station to the Princess Diana Hospital.

The hospital looked bigger than usual. My heart started beating very fast when I walked into the hospital. The first face I saw, was the face of my true love's best friend Hayat.

She glared at me evil and spat at me

"What do you want here!!"

I sighed. I knew I couldn't be mad at her. She had all right to be mad at me after how I abandoned her best friend.

"I'm looking for Ilham please" Omar said miserably.

Hayat looked stunned. And Omar didn't observe until now, her baby bump. He smiled lightly at her.

"Y-You are pregnant?" He asked.

She smirked and said

"Yes, I am and so was Ilham, when you left her"

Omar's eyes went wild when he heard that. His Shawty was pregnant? How come he never knew.

"Ilham is pregnant?" He asked her once again.

She snorted and said

"Was pregnant!"

Omar didn't understand that.

"What do you mean?"

She sighed sadly and confessed

"Well, when you left, Ilham was never the same. The thought of you with another woman completely destroyed her to a point of no retrieval.

And she was more devastated when she realised she was pregnant with your child. She kept the baby nonetheless.

But on her 8th month of pregnancy, she got an accident at home. She fell off the steps after crying the whole night about you and the heart break you caused her. She got a miscarriage and has never been the same since.

She's currently at him talking to her baby girl's spirit. She always talks to Shamsiya when she is praying.

She now prays more than usual and doesn't even remember you or how you look like. She only says;Shamsiya, Omar will come back for you soon okay?

She's a bit crazy when she hears anything about you not coming back. Go there, and make it up to her. It's either now or never!"

The words Hayat spoke to him, made him shed tears. He rushed out of the hospital and jumped into one of the SUVs and commanded the other cars to go to his house.

He drove recklessly to Ilham's house.

After 20 minutes, he got to the front door of her house. Her house looked beautiful and her fragrance was all over it. He was about to ring the bell, when he realised that the door was open. He begun panicking.

He barged inside and Lo and behold, there stood his angel. She was oblivious of the fact that someone had entered the house.

She was reciting Quranic verses whilst baking cookies.

She turned around suddenly and locked eyes with Omar. Her face was still as beautiful as always but her eyes had changed colour to red from consistent crying.

She didn't recognise him. She just smiled lightly and said in a small voice

"Hello? Are you looking for someone? Or are you here for my homemade cookies?" She looked happy when she spoke about her cookies.

A painful tear escaped from Omar's eye.

"Umm... Hello? My name is Mohammed. I'm here for some of your homemade cookies" he lied.

He didn't even know what to say and Mohammed was the first name that came into his mind, so he said it.

"Okay. Please have a seat, while I ask my daughter to bring some plates" she said happily.

He knew she had lost their daughter, but the trauma had made her think her daughter was still alive.

"Shamsiya!!! Bring some plates for this nice gentleman! " she yelled.

It was a pity to see her this way.

"I always have to do all this myself. " she said, as she walked to the cabinet and picked up some plates.

"It's about time you got here, Shamsiya. Say hello to the nice gentleman here" she spoke to thin air.

Only she knew, what she saw.

Omar's eyes were tear filled as he watched the love of his life behave insane.

"So tell me about yourself Mohammed" he heard her say as she glanced directly into his eyes smiling.

His heart broke when he saw the emotions in her eyes.

"Well, I'm 29 years old, I am a CEO at a company in Turkey" he lied about him being a CEO at a company in Turkey.

But she obviously believed him. She smiled at him.

"Are you married?" She asked him suddenly.

He gaped at her and smiled lightly.

"No. Actually, I fell in love with an angel years ago. I betrayed her trust by not fighting for her love. I've always hated myself since then. She was everything and everyone to me. But I left her when she needed me the most." He said sadly. He saw tears well up in her eyes.

He realised that Ilham's wrists had more cut marks. She had been harming herself.

"Have you been harming yourself?" He asked furiously.

She sighed and said

"Once upon a time"

He was confused

"Once upon a time?"

She nodded

"Once upon a time, I used to harm myself. Over a man whom I thought loved me. His name was Omar. He betrayed my trust. He got me pregnant and went off to marry someone else. I lost my baby. But I still see her. She always speaks to me. Assuring me that he will be back. I don't even remember how he looks like. But if he ever comes back, it would be a miracle, before I take him back" she said as she shed tears of heartbreak.

Something broke in Omar that moment. His heart was broken. His love, had given up on him.

He wiped his eyes away and walked to her and hugged her lightly.

"I'm sorry" he whispered as he walked away. He knew that she was astonished at his behaviour.

He was about to leave through the door, when a bulk of a gentleman bumped into him..

He recognised the man as Amir. That was Ilham's stepbrother. He growled at Omar and roared

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE OMAR?!! " He was too loud, because when Ilham heard the name Omar, she rushed to the door.

"Omar? Where's he? Where is my baby's father?" She asked as she looked around to spot anybody.

She saw no one except these two beautiful men.

"Where's Omar?" She spat at Amir.

Amir just glared at Omar as he stared at Ilham.

"I'm sorry " he said once again before he left the house.

He would make her forget the past. He would make her his once again. He was going to get rid of that bitch Kanifa and he was going to let Ilham be his once again.

He was going to get rid of his father first. And then that Bastard Jamal. He had a plan, an evil plan.

Yaa Allah, I know it's been a long time since I updated, but trust me, this work ain't easy like it seems.

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