Chapter 7

Sofia

        Since my encounter with my husband, I'd been hiding in my room except to come out of my hiddens for meals.

The room was so big that it had its own big jacuzzi, mini library and a dinner room. I loved the room, it was full of books that I loved to read.

I woke up with a running stomach, I groaned and got out of the bed,tip-toeing to the kitchen to find something to eat. It was only food that could get me out of bed.

I entered the kitchen and the aroma of brewed coffee made my stomach growl.

Sorry baby, mama gonna feed you now,I patted my stomach dramatically.

I settled myself on the counter, took two slices of bread with noodles, yummy!!.

After the meal, I retracted back to my room, to dwell myself in my work-books.

The house was silent, Yusuf had gone to work, Jane - our househelp wasn't here because it was her day off.

Upon getting to my room, I felt the urge to make a little garden. I put on my yoga cloth with my cape and went out.

Yusuf POV

He entered the house and saw everything was cleaned. He wondered who cleaned and rearranged the setting of the house but wow it was beautiful.

He entered the second sitting room and saw his beautiful princess on the couch.

Her head was on the floor while her legs were hung on the couch, there were many used toilet rolls on the floor. She was watching a movie and crying - what was wrong?.

He was concerned about what had happened to her.

He cleared my throat, "what happened?" He asked worriedly.

"Are you here to mock me or what???!!!" she backed at him while scowling.

"I'm sorry wifey but can I ask you the reason why you are crying?" he asked softly while looking at the TV and noticed she was watching the movie 'Five Feet Apart' movie. He groaned tiredly.

He preferred the novel that the movie. The movie was emotional, it was about two teenagers who had cystic fibrosis ( CF). They had an instant flirtation, though restrictions dictate that they must maintain a safe distance between them. Because CF patients are strictly kept six feet apart to reduce the risk of cross-infection, as contracting bacterial infections from other CF patients can be dangerous. Which must be five feet apart. As their connection intensifies, so does the temptation to throw the rules out the window and embrace their attractions.

"I was happy watching this movie but then it makes me emotional because peo died and when Will left Stella" she sniffed, another pool of tears started.

"Sorry" he said concerning.

"I don't want your sorry, it's just that it came unprepared. It makes me feel like shit, like now. My stomach is aching serious but I've used Felvin for it and I'm..." she trailed off.

"What makes you feel like shit?" he asked her dumbfounded because he didn't understand the damned thing she was talking about.

"It" she made a puppy face.

Awww. She was cute and all his.

"Don't tell me you don't know what I'm talking about." she said, frowning.

"I don't know," he replied honestly.

"Leave it, if you don't know what I'm talking about" she said harshly moving past him.

He shook his head, she was behaving weird.

He looked at her retreating figure and saw a blood stain on her white lace.

"Wait" he called her.

She faced him and he was short of words because he didn't know what to say.

"uhn?".

"erm...., you've got a blood stain on your cloth."he said, scratching his neck nervously and not looking at her.

He was embarrassed.

" This is it, I was talking about " she pouted.

"What are we going to do?"he asked her.

"You are asking me?"she spoke incredulously with a raised brow.

" Uhn? ".

"Or you should be asking what you are going to do"

"Uhn?. What should I do?" he asked.

" Now you are talking sweetheart" she pinched his cheek, "You buy me sanitary pad and bars of ice chocolate then we will complete the rerun of the movie". She said with mischief.

What?!.

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He entered the mini mart, looking around maybe he could find a male but nay!, all were females.

He brought his hood to cover his face, how was he going to ask?.

He walked to the staff, he was extremely embarrassed. He didn't know what to do without them thinking of him as a perv.

"Ma'am, can you please get me..."he was embarrassed, he didn't know how to ask.

" Good evening sir"She bowed politely, "What should I get you?" she asked.

" I want a glass of water"he blurted out, yeah he needed water to calm his beating heart.

He fanned myself nervously.

The lady came around and gave him what he requested.

"I hope you are okay sir" the lady asked concerning.

He nodded his head because he didn't  trust his words at that moment.

He summoned courage,this was it.

"I want to buy that lady's things"he breathed out quickly while the lady smiled softly at him as if she understood his feelings.

"What type sir?"she inquired.

"Which one do you think is the best?" he requested.

"That is the section for woman sanitaries"she responded pointing to the ladies personal use shelf.

He was more embarrassed now.

Some  ladies were giggling and pointing to him, he was mortified. He was grateful that no one could recognize me with his hood on.

This was it.

This was  because my wife was in pain .

He took the first one his hand reached and went to the cashier before he ran out without checking the name of the product he picked.

Phew.

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He got home and showed her the one he bought. She screamed at him and threw it on his face telling him to return it because she didn't use that type of product.

"I use Always, not Diva" she yelled.

He was royally screwed .