Chapter 05

Azrael was curled up in a ball, palms between his thighs, shivering. He was sick and couldn't get up or do anything. He grabbed the blanket tightly, covering his shoulders. His body was pale and hot.

He couldn't take the weight of recitation. He never recited or listened to the Holy Quran. After the death of his father, who was a black magician too, he advised him to stay away from the Holy Book or else he would be in pain, physically and mentally.

“The lord will be angry and you must apologise to him before he ruins your life”

He remembered what his father had told him. Azrael was frustrated because of his health condition and also the consequences he will face. If he wanted to be forgiven he must apologise in that traditional way his father has taught him. He must sacrifice something to his lord. Not a human or animal, something that he has or owns.

“Your blood is the only fair and closest thing to you. It runs in your body and you need it to survive. So take your blood and give it to him, cry out loud and apologise while prostrating. That's how you will be forgiven”.

He needs to give his blood and perform a ritual. He was so exhausted. Azrael sat on his bed with a heavy head and eyes half closed. His lips and nails were blue due to the cold, his hands were shivering and his body was in severe pain. Yet, he wanted to apologise.

As he tried to get up he heard a door bell. Azrael got surprised, who could it be? He never had any guests, no friends or relatives. No one in his neighbourhood wanted to visit him because they always thought he was weird and creepy. Good thing for him. But who is it now?

Azrael got up, he could barely walk properly. He slowly headed to the main door and checked the peephole. His eyes widened, he couldn't believe it. She came to see him.

Azrael

I opened the door and she was there, standing right infront of me. “Azrae? Are you okay?” Hayat asked but I couldn't utter a word. I must be dreaming. No one, literally no one did ever come to my house and ask about me.

I buried my father alone, I was raised alone, I ate alone, I lived alone. Many knew me, they knew about my existence but they have never ever looked at me.

I was invisible to them. Maybe because my father didn't like gatherings. But he still had some friends. I dont know how to even feel about it. How does it feel to have someone that cares enough to check up on you?

That too, your favourite girl.

Hayat stayed there holding a bokeh of white roses in her hands. She came here by herself. I shrugged off my thoughts and cleared my throat before speaking, “Welcome Ms. Hayat, come inside please”

I came back to my default settings infront of her, always the respectable and innocent guy who lowers his gaze when he is around girls. Although it's very hard for me to not look at her pure and innocent eyes. They held purity, modesty and innocence, she was just like a flower that she had brought,  White Rose.

She walked inside and I showed her the way to the living room. My house was so small compared to hers. We sat on the couch as I rubbed my hands together, still feeling cold.

“Thank you”, my voice came out as a whisper as I took the bokeh from her hands. “I saw how you felt in the class today. Is everything alright? You don't seem well to me” Her voice was full of concern and curiosity. Of course she had to think about it. It wasn't a normal reaction.

“Yeah.. I am totally fine” lying is my favourite thing to do even if it's so obvious. “Dont lie to me, I can see you are so pale. Is there someone to look after you?” She frowned. How can someone be so caring? And then it hit me. The pudding.

It worked. The potion my dad used to make my mother fall for him and now it was my turn. It was my first time using it on someone, I barely believed it but it actually works. “I live alone, Ms Hayat” I replied and she nodded her head. Yes, stay with me. Take care of me, hayat. Stay here with me, my white rose.

She was looking around and I was looking at her. The way her lashes move when she blinks. Even that little movement of hers made me want her more than ever. The potion was only for someone special and after finding Hayat, I had to make it.

She looked at me and said something which I never wanted to hear, “I will send Aunt Jemila’s daughter here during the day time to look after you, you don't need to pay her or anything, please don't deny” Her eyes held hope and how can I deny it.

But I really can't stand any other woman beside you, hayat. Why can't you stay with me? Why can't you remove your veil to make me admire your face? It's not like I haven't seen you without it, you didn't cover your face when I visited your house. I really wanted to say all of this to her but..

Ring Ring

The door bell rang once again. Now I was concerned. Is there someone else who cares about me? What is this nonsense? I excused Hayat and slowly walked towards the main door, my body pain was increasing and I could barely function now.

I didn't bother to look into the peephole, I directly opened the door and regretted immediately. That motherfucking Senan. He had always doubted my business. The thing was he kind of knew what I was doing but he didn't have any proof and neither did I dared to give him. “Yes?” I asked sternly.

“Hello dear neighbour, wont you let me inside your pretty house?” Him and his sarcastic tone as if I took his wealth and property instead of my past victims. Only if he had a sister, I would have killed her for fun.

“No, I have guests over,” I said with a blank expression. If he tries to get in when my hayat is there, I will rip off his skin and feed it to his annoying dog. “Well I have something to show you, maybe I should just give it to police instead”

Ok what?

He swayed some photographs in his hands, he brought the picture close to my face and I saw myself in it, that night when I was burying Zohra in my backyard.

I could feel my blood boiling. How dare he? I didn't show him any emotions, I can't make him think that I was mad or scared. “Have fun with your guest”, He said, winking at me and left.

Fucker.

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