Chapter 8 Ahmad

Ever since Naziha and I returned from my father's house, things had not been the same. She talked less and often replied me with two words. I had told her I wouldn't divorce her but she just didn't believe me. She thought I was a coward, someone that practically didn't know his rights... but I was heck of a stone, someone that would never take self-centered orders from even his parents. I wish I could tell her that in the language she would understand.

Today, I deliberately refused to go to work because seeing my father around makes me sick. I was already tired of working with him. If only I could find another job that would be paying me in millions just the way he was doing, I would have left his company for good!

"Naziha, this is quarter past two. Ain't you gonna make lunch today?" I queried immediately I bounced into our room but she didn't reply me, she only heaved a sigh and kept swiping through her phone as if too busy to reply me. That was actually weird. "Naziha, I am talking to you!" I exclaimed.

"Sorry" She huffed as she lazily kept her phone aside. "I was busy chatting with my friends, I didn't check the time"

"Now what?" I yawned hungrily.

"Well, since you are hungry you can just order for food, or what do you think?" She said in what seemed like a whisper while adjusting her veil. "That would be easier"

"Order for food?" I snapped at her.

"Yes!" She cleared her throat and continued. "After all, I am very tired. I don't think I can cook anything right now"

"Naziha, you are really changing!" I groaned and continued. "So after keeping me hungry you are asking me to place an order for food, why can't you just tell me you are tired of cooking in this house so I can get a cook for us?"

"What?" She wrinkled her brows.

"You heard me, Naziha!" I thundered.

"Wannan kai ya dama (That's left for you)" She took back her phone and continued swiping through it.

I shook my head not knowing what else to say to her. God knows I had tried my best to make things right but all she did was to frustrate me, she had practically changed in the past few weeks.

"Suit yourself" I said and left the room.